size and moral progress of a nation can be judged by how it treats animals.
-Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi
Today I visited the Shinagawa Aquarium in Tokyo: it was not very big but well maintained and clean. I attended a performance of two dolphins leaping in the air in exchange for some herring.
In principle I do not like it Zoo earth, nor water for these poor animals are kept locked up in cages that do not make it the immensity of the bush or deep ocean depths. It pains me to see them running in circles all his life without a purpose, just waiting for the food. Some philosopher might allege that the same holds true for many men, even if they are not in cages or even all that we do not see a cage, but this is off topic philosophizing. In truth I think that animals should stay in their natural habitat, especially large ones such as dolphins: the public is on a "ooooh!" When he sees them jump into the circle or play with the classic ball and happy babies cry, but for an eye this show is worth more sensitive. The dolphins are amazing creatures and keep them trapped in a pool of ten square meters is a crime. The same is true for sharks or other large fish. A fortiori, this applies to the big cats, monkeys, hippos and all the big creatures so it's a pain being in the cell.
This summer I was at the Zoo of Pistoia and it soon becomes clear as you enter the decay of the prisons for animals, many animals are sick or sleep all day, other obese or thin as skeletons.
Steps aquariums with tropical fish or small animals that do not suffer too much, or perhaps have an advantage in terms of extending the life course and pass all the pets that over the centuries have adapted to this life but the whole rest should be prohibited by the common moral sense.
Taking up the thread I was saying that, as in all these places, even here children swarm everywhere, in fact even in the city where I live, Azamino, there are many children of all ages. From the moment you start going to school (six years) learn to fend for themselves. Crescendo will see very little their parents who work like mules so they are forced to travel alone or stay at home with no one is watching them. Typically ten years have no trouble juggling the lines of the subway, buy clothes, food etc..
This system has many positive sides certainly helps and then as an adult to act as such and not as a child to see how it happens in Italy even at forty, but let's face it I think a child should stay that way as much as possible, we are in a hostile world in which we must work to live in cages for rabbits for hours and hours daily compared repeatedly with new problems that life offers us kindly. An old Zen proverb declared: "Man is born, suffers and eventually dies." Without being so drastic we are certainly not in a happy world and perfect (after all, a perfect and happy world is a nice paradox) because you then become aware as a child? Children must have parents present and need to learn to tie his shoes at the earliest ten years or risk becoming adults before their time and lose the youth is an abominable crime.
(above: a view of the large aquarium in the restaurant)
For dinner we went to the restaurant of a friend of ours who works for a change, as a cook (he told me who works ten hours a day, five days a week, after all, you do not kill as the brother of Kanako). The restaurant's name says it all: Luxory. The entrance is shaped like a cave with marble blacks illuminated by dim red light, past the cave you will reach a large room dominated by a huge golden and beautiful aquarium (in theme with the day) not less than four meters high and off six or seven where dozens of fish swimming multicolored tropical.
The atmosphere is tasteful if a little kitsch with little light as befits this type of premises. The waiters in tuxedos and supplied headset to communicate with each compete to find the best table in the meantime we salute our friend and chef whose specialty is dessert. The restaurant offers a wide range of foreign food including the ever-obvious choice my carbonara and spaghetti with clams ordering Kanako. When I see the smiling waiter holding two huge dishes of bite to rejoice that I am going to do but, with regret, I must note that the food in them fills a tiny portion of the pot. In practice, with six forks (I've counted) I finished. Delicious but as usual too little. Cost? € 4.5 to € 5 for the carbonara, and clams. Less than any tiny Italian trattoria. Of course if I did not want to spend that evening to take the set menu that costs about 40 € and fill me with delicious food in an environment that does not even compare to the best restaurants I know of Italian luxury. I wonder how do the leaders to pay all employees including the huge aquarium and live decently. I do not know and anyway it's not my problem. About
also offered us free dessert which was excellent.
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Yesterday I went to the cinema to see The Brothers Grimm: horrible direction, terrible story, acting unwatchable (not If there is a 'Bellucci). It is not suitable for adult audiences to a young man he also ticket costs almost double that from us and the room in which he was shown was about half that of the Warner Village. I do not think I'll go to the movies except maybe to see Harry Potter 4 comes out Nov. 26. Here in Japan, films are screened in original language and subtitled in Japanese: a better system of dubbing as long as you know a little language with which they are projected. In Italy we have very good voice actors, but when I have the DVD and I watch movies in original language there is a big difference.
Often for smaller films or cartoons (not for children, those called "animated films" in Miyazaki, the Oscar winner, is the undisputed genius) the dubbing is terrible. Not to mention the Italian dubbing of video games that are always the same for 10 years: there ', Bolognese, Neapolitan and Milanese. Yuck.
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I was at the fish market: a large open warehouse where all vociano to sell their wares. There are plenty of other fish, some already living sbuzzati swimming quietly in the display cases unaware that their life is counted in minutes.
on the planks of wood are lying big tuna el'addetto of the break-up, holding a long, thin sword, makes them into slices, another member of staff takes these frogs and chops, and another takes the slices of tuna and put them inside the plastic boxes which then sells.
There are many strange fish that had never seen a more than abnormal amounts of clams, oysters and giant snails. There are also many fish eggs that will garnish the most delicious dishes.
I find myself in a seemingly chaotic frenzy where everyone runs, buy, sell, some even on the minifurgoncini charge on which the fish and bring them to the restaurant where presumably they work.
Frankly, I expected better. I remembered by the fish market I saw years ago in Spain (Bilbao? San Sebastian?) And was much more fascinating. Perhaps the problem lies in the fact that this is not just a market but a wholesale to the public especially for restaurants, supermarkets, etc., then the atmosphere changes.
Unfortunately I had to see this market quickly because we had an appointment and we were getting late, though I planned to return alone to enjoy it in peace.
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I made friends with some friends from when she works Kanako so often encounter. One of them, Roppon-chan decided to help me with the Japanese language so she offered to be my teacher in exchange for some Italian lessons. We speak English, she speaks very well (even the Chinese, which is very different from the Japanese) I am a bit less, but I just have to get used to speak as I understand it without problems. I was already filled with tasks in the evening so often I'm studying to not look bad to the next lesson.
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