If we can ever get to the point that we, the Europeans and the Chinese stop buying their oil, we can simply ignore them and let them enjoy the fruits of religious fundamentalism that they so richly deserve. After a generation or two of ignorance, primitive living conditions, mutual suspicion and hatred, misogyny, disease and general misery, some goodly portion will ditch the mosque and join the modern world.
my dad was in the Phillipines, awaiting an American invasion of Japan. He said he's never seen such euphoria when it was announce the US dropped two A-bombs instead of invading Japan, actually saving countless lives in japan, and virtually all the American troops that were scheduled to invade.
If we're going to talk the atomic bombings, my fairly conservative neighborhood bar owner in Tokyo put it about right. His comments, in no particular order: 1. If we'd (a Japanese person speaking, remember) had had it, we sure as hell would have used it on you. 2. It was a war, both sides were doing whatever it took to win. 3. By winning faster, you saved your own solidiers, which is the responsibility of your president and generals. You also saved a lot of Japanese. 4. By ending the war faster, you kept the Russians out of the main islands. 5. By ending the war faster, you saved hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops in the field from being slaughtered by the locals. 6. Through the fear generated in the Russians by your demonstration of the bomb, you got to dictate terms for the occupation of Japan and were able to turn most of the Pacific into an American lake...which was to be greatly preferred to any other alternatives. 7. If anyone has a right to bitch, it's the people who were there. Young kids from other cities, countries or cultures should go find their own cause or STFU. I loved that old man. He had the fame to be the last Japanese captain sunk in WWII. He was first mate on a cargo ship in the Guilf of Thailand and they were engaged by a US sub. Once they were crippled, the captain shot himself in the head and left Miyake on the bridge. 19 years old. He decided "Eff it" and drove the ship onto the beach whereupon he and the rest of the sailors baled out. Always poured an honest shot, too.
he ran a little yakitori place, charcoal grilled skewers of chicken along with drinks. Introduced me to 'awamori' which is distilled black cane molasses. Runs about 120 proof. tastes like white rum. A Happy drink on a summer's evening, sitting around, listening to the Japanese versions of several guys around here bitch about the Koreans, the Chinese, the Russians, basically everybody who's not Japanese.
grilled (or barbecued) chicken feet are awesome. All cartilage and skin and sauce without having to mess with dry meat. They are to wings what wings are to the rest of the chicken.
bite the skin off the bones. And, admit it, your favorite part of fried or bbq'd chicken is the skin.
Not really , I usually take the skin off before cookin unless Im makin Chicken an Dumplin. then after its Cooked I toss it.
But it's part of a cunning plan: give up chicken skin, frying in lard, salt, sweet tea and other unnecessaries in order to save liquor, red meat, tortilla chips, bacon and other truly non-negotiable items.