A lot of men on here for some reason think their female teachers in school were punishing them for being men and not for like being a bad ass kid like you were eating paper towels and screaming was she supposed to reward you?
A man traveled to Rabbit Island in Japan, and as soon as he stepped onto the ground, a crowd of animals appeared.
The local rabbits immediately came over to sniff him.
To one religious extremist in my inbox.
You keep sending me graphic images and saying things like:
“Did you forget Hiroshima and Nagasaki?”
“You’re just America’s bitch.”
No.
I didn’t forget.
No Japanese person forgets Hiroshima.
No Japanese person forgets Nagasaki.
But I’m not going to look at some American kid, student, tourist, or friend today and hate them for what happened 80 years ago.
That’s not strength.
That’s just letting the past rot inside you.
Yes, Japan’s postwar occupation is complicated.
Yes, there are things people still argue about.
But Japan rebuilt.
Japan moved forward.
And part of that history includes its relationship with America.
Remembering the past does not mean living as a prisoner of hatred.
Hiroshima and Nagasaki are not props for your rage.
They are Japanese memories.
Japanese pain.
And a warning to the world.
I will not let you use our dead to feed your hate.