This chapter argues that the moral balance of World War II reversed on August 6, 1945, when the United States dropped the atomic bomb on Japan during surrender negotiations. It denounces Truman’s “original sin,” critiques exaggerated claims such as “200,000 comfort women,” and depicts Hitler, Stalin, and an unnamed “yellow-faced chairman” within a Dantean vision of hell—revealing a sharp, provocative reevaluation of postwar history and propaganda narratives.

What follows is the continuation of the previous chapter.
The atomic bombings reversed the balance of moral standing.
Our house, which had escaped war damage, was designated for requisition.
So my father called back my older sister, who was heavily pregnant, from her husband’s home and delayed the occupation forces’ seizure by saying, “There is a pregnant woman here.”
However, after my nephew was born and my sister returned to Akita, the family had no choice but to vacate.
Scaffolding was set up to paint the Japanese-style house with Western paint.
But my father said, “Because the other side was the United States, they waited until the birth was over.
If this had been the Soviet Union, it would not have turned out that way.”
My historical assessment is the same now as it was then.
The responsibility is heavy on the military, which expanded the front in China without obeying the government and without any prospect of resolving the situation, and the newspapers that followed the military were also bad.
Since I support the Japan–U.S. alliance, I did not say this loudly, because I did not want it to be twisted for use by the left, but even if militaristic Japan was the villain in the early stages of the war, the moral positions reversed on August 6, 1945—that is how I judge it.
The United States, which dropped the atomic bombs on Japan while Japan was negotiating surrender, was the atrocious villain, and America’s original sin will be recorded for generations.
If Dante were writing The Divine Comedy today, President Truman would surely be burning in hell unless he repented the sin of ordering the atomic bombings before his death.
To wipe away that sin, there are those who make exaggerated claims such as “200,000 comfort women” or “Japanese massacres.”
But mark my words: in the “future cantica” of The Divine Comedy, I intend to have the red tongues of those hypocrites torn out.
Hitler is packed into the gas chamber in hell, and Stalin is frozen in an even deeper layer—because the number they slaughtered was greater.
But even further below, a certain large chairman with a yellow face stands proudly and says, “Mine is far greater.”
Everyone knows who that is, but we are too terrified even to speak his name.
This essay continues.