The result of living a life of unliberty for youth-poor Japanese kids!

Going out for a beer in Nagasaki is NOT easy. Back home, we just go to any of the open pubs downtown. But not here. The clubs for Japanese are complicated and the few clubs for foreigners are really hard to find. The pub “Ayers bar” is mentioned in “The Lonely Planet” so I and the German guy, Torsten decided to go there. The thing about that club is that it had only one little sign outside, and it was placed in a basement without windows. You couldn’t even hear the music outside the club. It’s as if the youth are “hiding” the fact that they go out and have fun. On the surface, the Japanese youth are really calm but when they go to these clubs, they freak out completely! For instance, there was a totally naked Japanese running around the club.

About the naked guy, I don’t dare to publish the photo of him on the blog (I can send it over to you by e-mail) but as far as I’ve seen the photo, the reputation about some certain Japanese male body parts is true…

The pressure on the youth is enormous here, both in academic, sports, music. Yes, they just simply have to be best on everything. The hierarchy system between the teachers and the students is strict. I find it really interesting to se how people behave when the professor enters the room. Most of them bend their heads and keeps on nodding. If they get bad recommendations letters from their professor, than their whole career is ruined.

Lee Jones (blog URL:) wrote that the youth are constantly being watched by the school or their parents, something that never gives them any freedom and that could be one of the reasons why the crime rate is pretty low here.
That’s maybe true, but also the fact that they go to these underground clubs and freak out. They are just simply like all other youth in the world when it comes to having fun (I know it’s not really breaking news).

There was an American band that played at the club, sounded a bit like “Linkin Park”. They dragged me up onstage so I could sing (beat that you karaoke singing people. I don’t dare to publish those photos either). People seem to like American music here though. And covers and Elvis. You can still smoke in the bars and restaurants here (we’ll se if Abe will do something like Gulliani did to NY) and they don’t place the booze bottles behind the bar but in front of the bar instead (talk about trusting people).
And then they gave us an “entrance band” that looks like the ones you get whenever you’re hospitalized. The drinks are really weak, mostly because of their really bad enzyme system.

This is pure fascination. I’m a convinced solipsist right now. It feels like as if the whole world is a creation of my own mind and I’m about to wake up soon…