Wind turbines devastate the landscape of Wakayama, yet their total output is negligible compared to a single nuclear reactor.
This essay exposes the illusion of renewable energy through firsthand experience and hard numbers.

2016-08-28
Shirahama in Wakayama Prefecture is a place to which I have a strange personal connection. At the earnest request of someone from a real estate appraisal office in Tokyo with whom I was close, I acquired a building that had been a branch office of a bankrupt life insurance company. For many years I continued paying exorbitant fixed asset taxes, yet there was no one who would rent office space in Shirahama. Just as I was trying to break this situation by converting it into a summer-only lodging facility, around 8 p.m., while holding a large gas stove purchased at a nearby Konan in both hands and wearing beach sandals, I fell into a sturdy concrete drainage ditch two meters deep, with no water flowing through it.
It was my first fracture in life, and intense pain shot through me. A complex fracture of my left heel. The fire brigade and police rushed to the scene, and I was carried standing upright on a stretcher into Shirahama Hamayu Hospital. Fortunately, a skilled doctor was on duty and forcefully aligned it into a form that required no surgery. Needless to say, I clenched my teeth.
In December 2011, after being discharged from seven months of hospitalization, for the first time that summer I felt an overwhelming urge to swim in the sea. When I was younger, I had gone several times to Takenohama on the Sea of Japan and to Wakasa Bay in Fukui Prefecture, but after encountering powerful electric jellyfish at Takenohama for the last time, I stopped going to the Sea of Japan.
When I used to travel frequently to Tokushima by car for work, crossing the Akashi Kaikyo Bridge, I saw the scenery of Matsubara Beach on Awaji Island. One year I decided to go by car. The atmosphere surrounded by pine forests was very pleasant. But once I started swimming, I was astonished. It was full of large jellyfish. Fortunately, they did not appear to be electric jellyfish like those in the Sea of Japan, but they were so unpleasant that it was impossible to keep swimming. I soon gave up, grumbling about why I had driven all that way, but it was too late.
I realized that Shirahama is two and a half hours from Osaka by JR limited express—in other words, within day-trip range. The sea at Shirahama is not only beautiful, but free of jellyfish.
Shirahama has formed a sister-city relationship with Honolulu. In other words, Shirahama and Waikiki are connected by “beautiful seas.”
Having visited Hawaii 47 times, I immediately recognized the beauty of Shirahama’s sea. I paid no attention to beachgoers and devoted myself to snorkeling along the rocky area on the right side. Finally, I soaked in Misaki-no-Yu facing the Pacific Ocean. I played golf at nearby golf courses. This was my summer routine at the time.
On August 19, on the JR train returning from Shirahama for the third time this year, I was shocked as I looked at the scenery outside the window. Wind power turbines stood in rows.
Needless to say, the scenery was ruined. I checked my smartphone.
After doing all this—this is nothing less than a crime against our ancestors—how much electricity do they actually generate?
Of course, I assumed it could not even be compared to nuclear power, but I checked the exact figures. A smartphone is, needless to say, a computer. The answer appeared immediately.
As of the end of March 2016, Wakayama Prefecture had effectively 66 wind power facilities, with a total output of only 95,160 kW.
A nuclear power plant produces 1,000,000 kW per unit. Moreover, nuclear plants naturally operate continuously for 24 hours, so the actual generation is the output multiplied by 24 hours.
Wind power cannot even be compared. Yet newspapers such as the Asahi Shimbun never convey this, so the vast majority of the Japanese people are completely unaware of this stark and simple fact.
Thus, while destroying the landscape and causing low-frequency noise, they continue to say things tantamount to crimes against the nation, such as switching to wind power, which cannot possibly supply the electricity required by prefectures or the state.
Whether it be reporting on the Nanjing Massacre or on so-called wartime comfort women, the editorial writers of the Asahi Shimbun calmly inflict massive losses of 30 trillion or 5 trillion yen on the nation in order to demean Japan and the Japanese people through their distorted ideology. All Japanese people must now realize this.
During the Great East Japan Earthquake, Tohoku Electric Power’s Onagawa Nuclear Power Plant became an evacuation site for local residents.
During the recent major Kumamoto earthquake as well, among all structures, the safest and completely unmoved facility was the Sendai Nuclear Power Plant.
Whether people have been made to believe, or have voluntarily come to believe, that the voices of anti-nuclear activists—so foolish that they can only be described as being manipulated by China and South Korea—are correct, based on editorials and commentaries continuously written by editorial writers with distorted and abnormal ideologies at the Asahi Shimbun, created by three individuals previously described as deserving of the title of traitors to the nation, I do not know.
But we must not allow such foolish and abnormal people to destroy the endeavors of our ancestors who have left this country as a splendid, magnificent, and beautiful land.
The mentality that fails even to recognize that Wakayama Prefecture, alongside Nara Prefecture, is blessed with natural beauty precisely because of its beautiful mountains, calmly lines those grotesque wind turbines across the mountain ridges.
After committing such massive destruction of scenery, the total amount of electricity generated is at a level that makes one say, do not insult us.
I was the first person in Japan to severely criticize the Asahi Shimbun and the so-called cultural figures who have aligned with it, among whom one of the leading figures is Sayuri Yoshinaga. That is only natural. While she maintains her own beauty, is praised as beautiful, and earns large sums of money, she continues to destroy the beauty of Japan—maintained since recorded history by the Japanese nation and its people—by wielding an intellect more foolish than that of a kindergarten child and pseudo-moralism under the banner of opposing nuclear power.
In Wakayama, not only grotesque wind turbines but also scenes appear where parts of fields are covered with solar panels on mountain slopes, contributing little of value—according to a close friend of mine, landowners are merely being deceived by contractors. The ugliness of this, too, needs no explanation.
What kind of sensibility do people have who can calmly accept turning Japan’s land and landscapes into something so grotesque?