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Seoul and Tokyo: "They're better at being human"

Better at being human?! Okay, I say that a bit tongue-in-cheek ... I think. After a trip to Japan, Jim Gaffigan said it well in one of his skits. It takes you less than a day in Tokyo to realize that the basic fiber of living is in many ways more elevated than what you are used to. Running a bit late, my friends and I ran right up to the door of a bus, and the driver sighed. Only then did we notice a marker some TEN feet away, behind which a group of people had already organized themselves into a line and were patiently excusing our ignorance. At the subway we noticed carriages for only women during designated "rush hours" for their greater comfort  😀. And yes, the toilets do make you feel like your country you thought was so developed all your life has actually been (and still is) in the stone age—we're not talking about 4K, AI or rocket science here — just t oilets! Why haven't we perfected the toilet yet? They didn't stop at the toilet, lol. Japan's techno...

See the Day

I never thought I’d see the day,

We’d laugh the loudest - times have changed.

I’ve never forgotten just how much,

It hurt it never was good enough,

All we did and all we loved.

We gave it all, but they wanted blood.

Now we’re free - we know the truth.

Now they’re sorry the sky is blue.

Now they’re sorry the sky is blue.




The sky is blue; it’s clear as day.

It ain’t red no matter what they say,

With all their words and fancy things.

The truth is blue; I’ll never-


Sing another song to sing along.

We’ve found what’s right, and their right is wrong.

Many are lost, alive but dead.

Still swearing the sky is red,

Still swearing the sky is red.


When you look at the sky,

Stop and wonder the reason why,

Why they went to outer space.

Life’s original and hard to trace.

Flowers dead and children cry.

Remember the time they killed the sky.

They dropped a bomb, 

On it and you.

Well, now they’re sorry the sky is blue,

Now they’re sorry the sky is blue.


The sky is blue; it’s clear as day.

It ain’t red no matter what they say,

With all their words and fancy things.

The truth is blue; I’ll never-


Sing another song to sing along.

We’ve found what’s right, and their right is wrong.

Many are lost, alive but dead.

Still swearing the sky is red,

Still swearing the sky is red.

 

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