Huge topic to discuss & it seem'd as if there were 2 discussions, one on the US civil war, which i want to stay clear of, but i'll buy into the Japanese in WW2 & whether it's relevant 60 years on.
declarations, i am an aussie, & my uncle had got into the Australian airforce in the mid 1930's during the economic depression as an apprentice aircraft fitter, got into aircrew & flew Beaufighters in Papua New guinea, was flight sgt & flew a damaged aircraft
back to base with injured pilot on one mission.
first off, atrocities during the war, the Japanese army was, with few exceptions, brutal, it's treatment of military prisoners, & civilian populations is shameful, in my opinion.
my parents generation have always had huge respect for the US for two things from WW2, first is sacrifice made by thousands of US service personell fighting Japanese in WW2, many of whom were station'd here, eg marines that went in first at Guadalcanal, hung on after naval support was blitz'd by Japanese & fought there for some time were pulled out & sent to Melbourne for rest, recovery, built back up to strength then thrown into another island invasion, Pelelu ???
second is great generosity of US after WW2 with Marshall plan etc,
put that in today's dollars.
that war against Japan was when we realised the British could not defend Australia
and we needed the US as an ally.
that's why today we are the 10th largest contribitor of forces to Afghanistan,
the 2nd largest special forces contributor after US & largest non NATO contributor.
the uncle that flew in Beaufighters had 2 sons, one was conscripted & fought in infrantry in Vietnam, ( go google firebase (s) Coral & Balmoral )
he said many times that we should never forget Nurse Bullwinkle
and that if we want to protect our society & our culture we will always have to be prepared to defend it & send young men to fight
go google Nurse Bullwinkle, an aussie nurse, survivor of a group of captured army nurses order'd to wade into the sea & machine gun'd by Japanese army
the Japanese people today, there's a lot to admire about their efforts since the war
is their society perfect, no, have they made enough of an effort to discuss, apologise, make reparation for the war crimes committed, probably not, do we let that get in the way of moving to a better relationship & understanding, hell no.
about 20 years ago i knew a bloke, Ivan, who was a "human tractor"
so he's 6 foot 4 or 5 inches tall, almost as wide, giant of a man, black hair.
he had spent 2 years or so trying to grow marijuana in the bush, south of Darwin
he would occasionally appear in Darwin, organise 4 to 6 months supplies & then it is possible i may have driven him with said supplies several 100s km south,
then off to an old abandoned WW2 airfield where he would start his trek through the bush to his campsite(s), with new wheelbarrow paint'd camoflage, Ivan & barrow heavily laden.
something always went wrong with his crops, wild camels trampl'd & ate one crop
Ivan was always keen to do me a favour, bit scary at times, like he'd ask "is anyone giving you problems" and even if there were i would never offer up a name.
i casually mention i'm playing golf, Ivan demands to see my bag of clubs, & sets to & cleans & polish's & the next thing i have a caddie
Ok, i am a mug golfer. i am deadly field hockey player, but way wrists & arms work is so different when hitting with power.
i play this charity thing. Ivan visits pro shop, gets book of Rules & ettiquete of Golf and gives pro & staff slightly intimidating looks & grunts. then he has me on practising putting, which is the one part i am good at while he studies Rules & map of course etc.
we go to wait for tee off, Ivan finds out we have been changed in list & delay'd, so we are off to practice driving & irons.
we come back and at first tee we find i am in foursome with an asian guy who turns out to be Japanese and is oldest in group, an aussie & an indian, we have a split for partners and it's mixed couples.
& we have the Japanese guy. his game is good. mine is hopless but i match the indian guy & the other aussie is OK
i am the only guy with a caddy. me & the jap guy win, mainly because Ivan busts the other pair for Rule infringements enough times to add 12 penalty shots to their total & each time he never warns them but let's them move the ball the wrong way or whatever it is & even Ivan has figured out he has to speak quietly without swearing, so he just casually pulls them up on each breach & politely suggests they add a penalty shot, and most people don't refuse Ivan & they are no exception
because the Jap guy was my partner Ivan insist'd on toting both bags and gave him more respect & increasingly better service as we play'd.
we have a few drinks after, but Ivan refuses to join us, he is caddie & will gaurd our clubs is his attitude. the Japanes guy gives me a card with details for his Brisbane office, says he is coming back to Australia all the time & playing golf, mainly in Queensland & he hates rude teenage boys who are caddies, but liked Ivan as a caddie.
i explain it later to Ivan and give him the card.
compared to what he was getting out of his efforts with marijuanua in the bush & the hard effort of that, he can make a lot more money acting a role, being a servant to rich japanese business guys, he can give his temporary "master" the edge on his master's fellow japanese golfers because he is the most impressive servant, just in physical size, knows the rules better & gets the gear clean'd spotlessly & gets into all those other caddie things, why not give it a go ???
i impress upon Ivan the phsychology of some of it. That's it, Ivan starts studying Japanese with all his relentless determination, 3 months later Ivan rings the Japanese guy's office, there's a (basic) free apartment waiting for Ivan 5 minutes walk from the Gold Coast golf club at which the Japanese guy is a member, please come.
off Ivan goes. six months later Ivan flies back to visit me, shows me $25k cash, half his just received retainer for future services and news that he is getting a better apartment (& still rent free)
so there's a story about how the phschological needs of rich japanese businessmen who play golf gave a "minor criminal" an honest profession & stunning income for what is involved in terms of sweat'd labour