I don’t have a “why,” exactly, to explain the situation I wrote about here. There was a long history (many hundreds of years) of Japan’s proud and fierce warriors taking as much of China as they wanted — and Korea, too.
I wrote about Sun Yat Sen and Chiang Kai-shek recently. There is a grim incident that ties into the Japanese internments and Chiang Kai-shek that shaped the attitudes of millions for decades. It is STILL a sore spot in international relations.
It began when the Japanese decided to conquer large parts of China again in 1937, as they’d done many times. They assumed that this would be easy; experience had taught them that the Chinese put up little effective resistance. But there was a new opponent they had not counted on: Sun Yat Sen’s brilliant protegé, now a military commander of considerable ability.
Interesting, and some of this was new to me:
- He really was born in the 60s, though not in the year indicated by the Hawaiian birth certificate.
- His time in Asia formed an important part of his mindset.
- But his time back in school in Hawaii led to the inarticulate young future leader receiving a prize for his English speaking ability.
- The birth certificate was arranged for years later, but Hawaii was only happy to oblige.
- He needed to show US birth in order to accomplish his political purposes in the States.
- His worldwide travels as a youth led to him adopting a revolutionary mindset.
- His first community organizing was not in the US, as it turns out. Not in the country of his birth.
- That “revolution” made him famous, and propelled him to popular national leadership.
- He had an odd notion of the role of constitutions; one that put him at odds with others: “A constitution is the machinery of control.”
- Nevertheless, though he could not stay popular long once he took office, his skills as a national figurehead impressed the world.
- On that birth certificate: No one had been able to uncover the deception, until he admitted it himself.
- For, of course, he really wasn’t born in Hawaii.
This was a pretty shameful thing, though many considered it grimly necessary. The country rose up in outrage against its citizens when the country of their ethnic ancestry declared war. They were excluded from coastal areas, rounded up, transported to internment camps (also called concentration camps at the time) and their possessions were sold without compensation.
They were Italian. And German. And Japanese.
And then, following Canada’s lead, the American public (goaded by American press) pushed for President Franklin Roosevelt to do the same thing. He ultimately did.
You may have noticed that I’m experimenting with a double-posting situation. So far, I’m not completely happy with the mechanics, but it’s working at least to an extent.
You may have also noticed my new signature line, and “new” name. I’ve been thinking about this for some time — some of my friends here have known for years that the moniker “Level_Head” is an anagram of DeHavelle — but it didn’t seem to be appropriate to mix “reveal a bit of the real me” when talking about Anthony Weiner.
In any event, it is still me. And I’m intending to remain on LiveJournal, where I have been writing for just under ten years. But I’m also desirous of taking advantage of certain WordPress features, so you’ll see some posts in both places.
I’m definitely open to suggestions on the mechanics of this, and of any tools you’ve found useful. I tried “Live+Press” and found it problematic, and the author of that WordPress plugin seems to have abandoned her project. The “LiveJournal CrossPoster Remix” is what I’m using at the moment.
Ideally, I’d like to post from Semagic and have it show up in both places. At the moment, I write in Semagic, post to WP, then edit it there which causes it to cross-post to LJ. Comments are welcome at both places. I have no intention of abandoning my LiveJournal friends.
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Bill Haast, 100 years old, died a few days ago. I met him several times, about half a century ago, when a friend and I used to sell him rattlesnakes. We got 25 cents per foot for live rattlesnakes.
Riding in the public bus to the Miami Serpentarium, we never did disclose to other passengers what was in the 5-gallon “pickle-buckets” we had with us.