About three years ago there was a year or so when I was living with my boyfriend and his friends.
I told my parents back home “I am living with my boyfriend, and two of his friends Ed and Jon.” And my mother said “All boys….so it’s you who cooks everyday, yeah?”
In my home town, a small rural village in Japan, the word “woman” and “housewife” are so close to each other that there is hardly any gap between. By the way, “wife” and “maid” are close, too. I mean not literary, of course…
Living in London, I have a feeling that I am now experiencing a significant milestone of cultural anthropology – the over-empowering of women. One of the most significant revolutions in fashion history was women starting to wear trousers, and since then we came too far, I fear. What are we wearing now?
The over-empowering of women has lots to do with the sexualisation of children, I think – they were discussing this today on “The Wright Stuff”.
What we have now are women who are confused about their aspirations, a media frenzy with no moral backup, and a stark difference between each country’s attitude towards women.
“Kate’s family can be traced back to a mining family. A miner to Buckingham palace, what an achievement.” “Her father must be extremely proud.”"It’s a girl’s dream, being a princess!”. During the royal wedding furore, England temporarily became Japan. I doubted my ears. “Excuse me, if women’s ultimate happiness lies in marriage, what’s all the fuss you have been making for all these years?” In appearance, women here demand equality in careers, and abuse the word “sexist” as ammunition; actually they still long for being fed by rich men.
In appearance they follow this trend of independent women, but they haven’t changed at heart. They are confused. I sometimes feel sorry for men in London.
In Tokyo, it’s been about 10 years since several train companies introduced a carriage for their rush hour trains specially dedicated to female passengers, because of the unstoppable number of molesters. Women in Japan not only have to live without the concept of Ladies First, but also live in an environment that they can’t even dare glare at the molesters. They are not educated to fight against men, not even voice their opinions. Hence, it was only authority who can stop this, not women themselves. By the way, what an insult for Japanese men, I think. They are officially a bunch of oppressed animals, and a victory to my favourite English gentlemen. But how about English women? Are they ladies? No, they are spoiled and even arrogant. I can imagine, in London, the situation is opposite – young girls wearing slutty clothes and complaining about men just glancing at them – “sexual harassment”. For me it’s obviously reverse sexual harassment. From my point of view, women here should appreciate how polite men are. (Needless to say, this is the reason why there are so many “Japanese girl and English boy” couples all over the place, I speculate. This is the perfect engagement of mutual benefits)
I love head-strong London women who are singing the praises of freedom, though. When I discussed this royal wedding matter with my friend, she said “women can’t choose, women want everything; a dependable rich husband as well as an independent career.” I agree. Maybe I am becoming this monster-like woman myself, I pretty much fear. I am spoilt by my gentle English boyfriend, and am pursuing my freelance career at the same time. But I can also tell that recently I have been encountering more and more remarkable cases that show women with less of the elegance and modesty that the good old days valued so much.