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Born in Miyagi Prefecture, Japan.
It is easier than twisting a baby’s hand to manipulate the media and government of the democratic camp, which is trapped in pseudo-moralism and political correctness by the totalitarian state represented by the one-party dictatorship of the Communist Party, whose essence is propaganda.
The Asahi Shimbun dominated Japan until the press conference of its president, Tadakazu Kimura, on September 11, 2014.
When I was in elementary school, the adverse effects were probably not as significant as they could have been.
There were frequent national achievement tests and intelligence tests.
However, after my time, these tests were rarely conducted because they were said to be discriminatory.

When I was in the fifth grade, I was called into the principal’s office because I had scored very high on the above test.
For a fifth-grader, I already had the ability of a high school sophomore.
I studied at one of the best prep schools not only in Miyagi Prefecture but also in Japan.
I thought that Kyoto University, not Tokyo University, was where I should further my education.
One of my teachers went to Tohoku University instead of Kyoto University due to family reasons and taught history at his alma mater.
When I was in junior high school, I had read Tolstoy’s “War and Peace,” “Anna Karenina,” and Dostoevsky’s “The Brothers Karamazov.” Still, when I was in high school, for some reason, I became obsessed with Ryunosuke Akutagawa.
The Russian Revolution of 1917, in which Lenin established the Soviet communist state, had a significant impact on intellectuals worldwide.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa was, as his appearance suggests, a man of literature with a keen sensitivity that was the ultimate in delicacy.
He, too, has been profoundly influenced.
I felt that his suicide was partly caused by the trap of the “study school,” It said that since it had established a country of workers, there was no reason for intellectuals to exist.
That’s why I read and hunted for materials before and after the Russian Revolution in the library of my alma mater.
My teacher knew this.
When the unit on the Russian Revolution came, he put me on the podium, saying, “K knows more about this area than I do.”
The lecture I gave in front of all the brilliant students in Miyagi Prefecture lasted for two hours.
I ended the lecture by introducing Akutagawa’s “Words of a dwarf” about Lenin.
“Lenin. You are an electric locomotive born in the East, smelling of flowers and grass.

One of my classmates was one of the top two brains in science.
He was known throughout Miyagi Prefecture as a brilliant science major from the time he was in junior high school.
I was well known as a humanities major.
About five years later, he and I encountered each other on the stairs of a job security office in Sendai.
He had followed the path of Japan’s leading elite, only to be entangled by Zenkyōtō.
In stark contrast to him, I, probably because I was a liberal arts major, responded more than I should to the discord in my family where I was born and raised and went off on a sidetrack that none of my classmates knew.
In my alma mater graduation essay, it was written that “this K will eventually leave a great mark on the Japanese literary world.” Still, the main reason why this did not happen was that I encountered the writings of Le Clézio.
There is a saying that another person in this world is exactly like you, and that is how I saw him.
As long as he is writing, there is no need for me to write.
Also, it can throw books (novels) in the bucket after reading.
There should be only one book in this world.
Then I lived the life of his success story, the “Book of Escape” that I liked the most.
In the alumni directory of my alma mater, I was listed as having been missing for a long time.
I got a job at what is now Haseko Corporation.
They had been doing a background check on me for two and a half months.
One would not usually think that a man of such apparent genius would let his life go sideways due to personal and family suffering.
Wasn’t he involved in student activism?
I guess the company was concerned about this.
It was a job opening in the middle of a recession, and the halls of the head office were overflowing with job seekers for only two doors.
At the time, I was in charge of outdoor advertising sales at an advertising agency subsidiary of Sanwa Bank.
I was achieving results that were unprecedented in the history of this company.
Salaries at the subsidiary were low, and the employees were working to form a union to improve the situation.
The union’s core comprises two men, one from Kansai University and the other from Kwansei Gakuin University.
After work, we gathered in a room in a vacant building in the neighborhood and started preparing for the establishment.
However, they began to argue among themselves, so to speak, about the Sohyo line versus the Alliance line.
I said to them, “All you need to do is to ask for a raise in salary. It doesn’t matter what line you take. If that’s your main issue, then I’m out,” I said and left.
I felt a little uncomfortable.
At that time, there was a call for applications from Haseko.
The whole auditorium was filled with people in a desperate mood.
I had a feeling that most of these people would be rejected.
As for me, I was making the seven interviewers, including the one in charge who graduated from Osaka University, laugh.
I later learned that they decided to hire K because he was funny.
That was the beginning of my career in real estate.
Later, he founded Osaka Housing Distribution Group Co.Ltd., which was reputed to be one of the best real estate companies in Japan, although it was unknown nationwide.
During its heyday, the company paid over 17 billion yen in taxes to the Japanese government in just ten years.
You can find the rest of the story and today’s story in my previous blogs on goo and ameba.
In July 2010, I had no choice but to appear on the Internet because the confusion over the Osaka Station North Yard project, which I had been proclaiming to everyone around me as the key to Osaka’s revival, was too much.
Since then, I’ve been posting on goo and Amoeba, day after day, in many languages, to the world.
This time, the time has come to create this homepage as a blog with a chargeable system.
At the same time, I am starting a crowdfunding campaign, as readers know.
June 2021, lucky day!

About cloud funding.

It has been about 30 years since the age of the Internet, and this column, which appeared in July 2010, is the one and only blog in the world.
Hiroshi Furuta, whom I have known for the first time since August seven years ago, is a real scholar.
He is also one of the best scholars in the world.
However, as a long-time subscriber to the Asahi Shimbun, Weekly Asahi, etc., I had never heard of him.
It is one of the obvious facts about the mass media’s manipulation of information and biased reporting.
His definition of “intuition” is synonymous with what I have been saying since I was young: “Geniuses get inspiration, mediocre ones do not.
For people worldwide who want to know the truth of things, and for those who wish to have the correct knowledge as a human being living in the 21st century, this column will deliver genuine articles to the world every day in the language of each country.
As I have already mentioned, it is divine providence that the “turntable of civilization” is now turning in Japan, which has been the best country in the world since ancient times.
In Japan, real thinkers from all walks of life are writing genuine papers day and night.
Japanese is a beautiful language, but it is not the standard language of the world.
That is why the world did not know about Japan.
A recent book by Yoshio Kisa, former Yomiuri reporter and Berlin correspondent, “Germany is becoming ‘anti-Japanese,’ its true identity,” really proves that my article was correct.
This book is one of the most important books of the 21st century.
People around the world who make a living out of speech should become subscribers to this column.
It will keep you inspired about the truth of things. 

Don’t Underestimate Trump: The U.S. Always Sees Japan as Prey, and Takayama Tells the Truth

Masayuki Takayama exposes America’s systemic exploitation of Japanese companies—highlighting Mitsubishi’s downfall, Trump’s 25% tariff shock, and betrayal by a Japanese-American official.
A must-read political and economic reflection.

A long time ago, an elderly female professor from the Royal Ballet School of Monaco—deeply respected by prima ballerinas around the world—visited Japan.
At that time, she spoke about the true significance of artists.
“Artists are important,” she said, “because they are the only ones who can shine light on hidden truths and express them.”
No one would object to her words.
Masayuki Takayama is not only a one-of-a-kind journalist in the postwar world, but it is no exaggeration to say that he is also a one-of-a-kind artist.
The following is from Takayama’s serialized column in this week’s issue of Shukan Shincho, released today.
This essay also brilliantly proves my assertion that no one is more deserving of the Nobel Prize in Literature today than Masayuki Takayama.
It is essential reading not only for the Japanese public, but for people all over the world.

Don’t Underestimate Trump

Trump is awful.
He’s like a Chinese gangster in Shinjuku’s Kabukicho, swinging a machete to seize territory.
A blond gangster.
This time, he swung a machete called a 25% tariff.
The biggest victim was Mitsubishi Motors.
They had been exporting their flagship SUV, the Outlander.
With four-wheel drive and a hybrid system capable of 17 kilometers per liter, the front and rear wheels operate independently with different driving forces—a shining example of the technology that once produced the Zero fighter.
It sold extremely well in the U.S. market, with sales surging 40% over two years and approaching 200,000 units.
Then Trump stepped in and suddenly raised the 2.5% tariff to 25%.
Mitsubishi’s quarterly profits plummeted by 98% year-over-year.
Tariff payments to the U.S. jumped by 14 billion yen, and their operating loss reached 3 billion yen.
The more they sold, the more they lost.
One might think, “Then just pull out of the U.S. market,” but unfortunately, the car still sells well.
If they had local production bases like Toyota and Nissan, they could have avoided the tariffs.
They probably thought, “Maybe we should set up a plant too,” but in fact, Mitsubishi Motors used to have a massive factory in the U.S. employing 4,000 people.
It’s gone now.
Why it’s gone is something they don’t even want to talk about.
Because the more they talk, the more bitter it becomes.
Their first U.S. expansion was during Reagan’s time.
American companies had begun relocating manufacturing to low-wage China, leading to industrial hollowing.
States opened offices in Akasaka, Japan, begging Japanese companies to invest and create jobs.
Seeing arrogant Americans bowing their heads moved Japanese companies.
Mitsubishi Motors was one of them.
Promised high-quality labor and tax incentives, they moved into Normal, Illinois, planning to take over a Chrysler factory.
But when they arrived, what awaited them were arrogant Americans.
The city feigned ignorance of tax incentives, and Chrysler, in a supposed joint venture, insisted on keeping exclusive sales rights.
Still, Mitsubishi responded in good faith and introduced a warm, Japanese-style management approach.
They fulfilled their promise to create jobs, with even assembly line workers earning $50,000 annually.
For job openings, 200 college grads and even university professors applied.
“They used to walk around town wearing their Mitsubishi uniforms even after work. They were proud,” recalled Chairman Tsuneo Oinoue.
Just when things were finally on track, the Clinton administration filed a lawsuit through a federal agency, accusing Mitsubishi of encouraging male employees to freely harass their female colleagues “Japanese-style.”
It was a baseless claim rooted in the stereotype that “Japan is a sexist country.”
The spokesperson for this agency was Japanese-American Paul Igasaki.
With his unmistakably Japanese face, his criticism of Japan led U.S. reporters to believe, “If a Japanese person says so, it must be true.”
In reality, Clinton had devised a scheme to extort Japanese companies through lawsuits.
Mitsubishi was one such target.
Igasaki was recruited for the case and, with congressional approval, spread lies like “In Japan, women have no human rights.”
He was human scum who betrayed his homeland.
Mitsubishi fought back, but the U.S. media and Congress were deeply anti-Japanese.
Female legislators called for boycotts of Mitsubishi, supporting the racially charged lawsuit.
Eventually, Mitsubishi caved, paying $34 million to the government agency and $9.5 million to the alleged sexual harassment victims.
After their defeat, other groups followed suit—Black organizations, disabled rights groups, and even local governments all jumped on the bandwagon, extorting a total of $50 million.
Clinton targeted other Japanese companies too: Pentax was made a scapegoat, and Toshiba’s laptops were sued with the absurd demand to “swear to God they won’t break”—a claim that alone cost Toshiba $1 billion.
When Toshiba was identified as an easy target, Westinghouse sued and eventually crushed the company entirely.
Seeing the plight of other Japanese firms, Mitsubishi ceased local production in the U.S. a decade ago.
Then came Trump’s 25% tariff.
To U.S. presidents, no matter what Japan does, it’s always just a convenient mark.
Trump is not someone a lightweight like Ishiba should dare to mock.