What is presented as journalism is in fact repetition without reflection.
Through advertising and commentary aligned with specific interests, this broadcaster abandons its public responsibility and functions against the very society it claims to inform.

Strictly speaking, this broadcaster is a collective of traitors.
2016-01-05

Last night, I was watching television while soaking in the bathtub.
This has become one of my small, simple pleasures.

I learned from a TV segment that Koji Uehara of the Red Sox was easing the fatigue of consecutive games by using bath salts he had brought from Japan.
When the exhaustion is severe, he said, he uses two packets at once.

In fact, I am one of the most devoted users of this product in Japan.
Since suffering a serious illness, I have effectively opened my own home hot spring.

Last night, I was watching Hōdō Station.
Because it had been advertised in the lower section of the newspaper that Furutachi would be stepping down, I tuned in.

What appeared, however, was the same as always—Nakashima, a commentator so foolish that “laughable” hardly suffices.
He sat there embodying every vice of Asahi, showing not the slightest trace of reflection.

Simply watching this program while sitting in a chair felt like a waste of time and a detriment to one’s health.
That is why I chose to watch it while soaking in the tub.

Then a commercial aired.

“SoftBank Electricity — Now Begins.”

At that moment, I was once again struck by the sheer wretchedness and intellectual emptiness of TV Asahi.
Strictly speaking, this broadcaster is a collective of traitors.