Azi, pentru prima dată, îmi permit să copiez un status de pe fb, de la un om pe care nici nu-l cunosc. Dar tot ce a scris îmi este atât de aproape, încâ aș fi scris la fel, fără a umili Moldova, dacă aș fi fost măcar o dată în Japonia. El se cheamă Andrei.
Thoughts about Japan.
Everything is done as it has to be done.
Even it’s my 4th stay in Japan, each time I experience the same feeling – Japanese do things right. As it should be. Compared to Americans or Europeans (whom I live with for many years), Japanese are far different… better. Century education and modern necessities have created a perfect lifestyle. People don’t steal, because I’m sure they don’t even think about this. People a not rude, because they respect each other. People smile, because they live. People help each other, because they care about others, as they form a society. And only together they can achieve great things.
Government cares about its country, not about politicians.
Everybody is equal here. Politicians, policemen, managers, housekeepers. Extremely low level of corruption, bureaucratic rotation, control, and free mass media – all these created a better government. Compared to our countries, where corruption starts at the maternity and finish at president house, where your life costs sometimes few dollars, and where state officials only aim is to trick you, Japan is heaven. The system is so clean here, that if you forget the change at market, the cashier will run after you and return the change. You trust whom you elected, you trust state authorities. If you get lost in Tokyo (and this happens frequently) the second happiest moment after a subway station is a policeman. Because you know that he will help you. Because he knows that his wage is deducted from your taxes, from your work.
“Made in Japan”.
When you go shopping here, you don’t have do think about quality. Whatever you bay – bread, wine, pants, digital camera, bicycle – you get that feeling of confidence. You bought something good. You are not afraid that the bread is over dated, the wine is counterfeit, the pants may split when you sit, the digital camera is broken or the bike is used and painted to look as new. You get to be some kind of proud that you have staff “Made in Japan”. And all this, because Japanese are hard working. They don’t make fakes. They create long lasting goods. They have a reputation. And they will never tend to break it. But of course, you have to pay for the Japanese quality, at least twice more than for the Chinese one. When I asked a local about where I could find some cheap staff, I was answered that there is no cheap staff in Japan. Japanese don’t live cheap, because they live only once. They can’t afford it.
Observe, don’t interfere.
And only after 4 stays in Japan, I could understand why Japanese are some kind of closed to foreigners and sometimes politely avoid us. Because they understand that we can involuntary harm them and damage their system with our western thinking (that sometimes is wrong). Because they are far different… better.