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はてなキーワード: himとは
その音楽的ピークはとうとうあっちの世界に踏み込んじゃいました。
アメリカーナとは関係なく、フォークロアや地域性に根を張った手垢のようなものを感じさせない普遍的、天国的で透徹した音楽。
（などと勝手に感じてしまってるけど勿論、この国の偏った舶来文化の大勢の意識の中で生きている一個人の独りよがりですが）
全ての曲が完璧ですが、とりわけrebecca sylvesterはこのアルバムのハイライトです。
そしてGastr del Solの最高到達点…のひとつでもあると思います。
「why did the sharks watch him drown？（なぜ 鮫たちは彼が溺れるのを見守ったのか）」
という述懐と共に奏でられフェードアウトしていくコーダの、夜空へ飛び立つような心地よさに何度涙したことか。
the sea incertainの複雑な和音を多用した繊細なピアノのつぶやきは、大友良英さんのおっしゃる「恋をしている気分」そのもの。
hello spiralはポストミニマルがロックやノイズと結びついた、明るみに向けてグラデーションを伴いながら上昇していく、
構造的ではあるものの、光の回廊を進んでいくようにみずみずしい喜びにあふれた名曲。
バランスを失うとときに過剰な禁欲性を聴き手に要求しがちなミニマリズムの厭味がありません。
孤独とメランコリーの彼方を遠目に深呼吸するよう甘やかな浮き沈みを繰り返すthe relay、
our exquisite replica of “eternity”の一部分と同様のループの中で（この形態での）最後の爪弾きと独白のような歌を終えるGrubbs…。
そしてエンディングはJohn Faheyの名曲に、天かけるTony Conradの純正律バイオリンと、
わずかに3（4）回ピアノの和音が雨しずくのようにそっと寄り添う雄大なもの。
もちろん冒頭our exquisite replica of “eternity”はコラージュにおけるGastrでのO'Rourke畢生の大作。
そしてアメリカ、スイス、スウェーデンなどから参集した数々の即興・ノイズ畑の実験音楽ミュージシャンとのインタラクションは壮絶です。
これは共同的な創造プロセスの成果としても音楽史に刻まれるものではないでしょうか。
中核となる二人にしろ、誰が強固に支配的であってもこの音楽は生まれなかったのは間違いありません。
聴きすぎて一通りの音が頭に入ってしまった後は（それ俺です）自分の聴く環境・コンディションの変化の中でいつまでも楽しみましょ～！
GrubbsとO'Rourkeの敬愛するLuc Ferrariが言っていました。
「結局、私の最も興味があることは擦ることのようだ」
人にもモノにも、擦り合わせることで新しい何かが生まれる興奮があるっていう事でしょうね。
さまざまな異種の要素たちが無時間的な感覚で摩擦し、それらの反発や調和が要素の単なる総和をはるかに超え、躍動的・神秘的に関わり合っていくGastr del Solの作品群も、その音楽的大成者に違いないと思います。
https://anond.hatelabo.jp/20230808132541
ススキノの首切り事件、女性の方が最初レイプされておまけに動画まで撮られてたって報道がでている。
In the Susukino decapitation case, it is reported that the woman was raped first and was even videotaped.
自分には同棲している彼女がいるんだけれど、その報道見た時に、彼女がボロボロ泣き出した。
I have a live-in girlfriend, and when she saw the news report, she burst into tears.
どうしたのって聞いても泣くばかりだったんだけれど、少しずつ話してくれて、「自分も殺したかった自分も殺したかった」って言うんだよ。
When I asked her what was wrong, she just cried, but little by little she started talking to me and said, "I wanted to kill him and I wanted to kill myself."
彼女も俺と付き合う前、性暴行の被害者になってしまっていたことを話してくれた。
She also told me that she had been a victim of sexual assault before she started dating me.
もちろん警察に行ったけれど、何回も警察官相手に再現させられてそれでも犯人は捕まえられず、おまけに逮捕したとしても、起訴するまでの被害者の負担の大きさや刑事罰の軽さ（たった数年）伝えられてただただ絶望だけして帰ってきたって。
Of course, she went to the police, but after being made to reenact the crime several times by the police officers, she was still unable to catch the perpetrator, and even if she was arrested, she came home only in despair after being told of the burden on the victim to prosecute and the light criminal penalty (only a few years).
ずっと負けてたまるかと、仕事も辞めず俺とも出会って付き合ってみたけれど、ずっと辛いままで絶望は消えなくて、でも俺にも事件のことは言えなかった。
She thought she couldn't keep losing, so she didn't quit her job and tried to meet and date me, but it remained painful and the despair didn't go away, but she couldn't tell me about the incident either.
それはやっぱり言ってもどうしようもないし、言うことで自分が救われるとも思えなかったからそうだし、俺に汚れてると思われて嫌われるのもずっと怖かったらしい。
To her, there was nothing she could do about it, and she didn't think that she would be saved by saying it, and it seemed that she was always afraid of being hated by me because she thought I was dirty.
でもレイプした相手を家族総出で殺したススキノの事件見て、自分もずっと相手を殺したかったって気持ちに気が付いたら、色々耐えきれなくて言葉に出してしまったらしい。
But when she saw the Susukino decapitation case which the whole family killed the rapist, she realized that she wanted to kill him all along, too, and it seems she couldn't stand it any more and ended up speaking out.
もちろんそれを行動に移すことはできないけれど、殺したかったって言葉に出来たことに、ありがとうって言うんだよ…。
Of course she can't put it into action, but she says thank you for being able to say she wanted to kill him.
俺は、この事件の猟奇的な部分だけ見て、怖いなー、位にしか思ってなかったが、レイプ含め性犯罪って被害者を心の底から狂わせてしまうのかもしれないって彼女のおかげで気が付くことができた。
When I saw only the bizarre part of this incident, I thought nothing more than "scary", she made me realize that sexual crimes including rape might drive the victim insane to the core.
いや、正直に言うと、性犯罪が被害者に対してもたらす凶悪さを知らなかった自分自身に、今実はめちゃくちゃ嫌悪感を感じてる。
No, to be honest, I actually hate myself for not knowing the atrocities that sex crimes bring to their victims.
だってさ、普通の男が目にするエロコンテンツに、性犯罪ものって普通に多いし。自分だって痴漢ものや盗撮で抜いたこともある。罪悪感なんてほとんど感じたこともなかった。
Because, you know, there are many sexual crimes in the erotic contents that ordinary men see.
I have masturbated to molestation and voyeurism myself.
I have never felt guilty about it.
自分は普通の男だと思ってたけれど、エロと暴力？加害欲？支配欲？がごちゃ混ぜになって、もしかしたら取り返しのつかないとこまで来てるんじゃないかって怖くなった。
I thought I was a normal guy, but Eroticism and Violence? Aggression? A desire to dominate? I was afraid that I might have reached a point where I could not take it back.
人の一生ぶち壊すような行為で抜いてたなんて、自分の過去のオナニーネタ思い出すと吐き気がするようになったし、頭が割れそうに痛くなる。
I began to feel nauseous and my head hurt like it was going to crack when I remembered my past masturbatory material, that I was masturbating in an act that would ruin a person's life.
彼女は、まだたまに夜になると子供みたいにワーワー泣いてる。殺したかったって言葉を言うと安心するみたいで、そのあと寝てる。たまに、死にたかったって呟くこともある。
She still cries like a child sometimes at night.
She seems to be relieved when I say the words "I wanted to kill him," and then she goes to sleep.
Sometimes she mumbles that she wanted to die.
俺は、まだ自分のことも彼女のこともどうすることもできていない。
I still haven't figured out what to do about myself or about her.
これからもずっと一緒にいたいけれど、自分が自分に抱く自己嫌悪の向き合い方はまだどうしたらいいかわからない。
I want to be with her for the rest of my life, but I still don't know how to deal with the self-loathing I have for myself.
でも自分のことをいくら憎んだって、自分は性犯罪を行う側の性別にいるんだってことは変わらない、けど性犯罪にあう女性を減らしていきたいという気持ちはある。
No matter how much I hate myself, the fact that I belong to the gender that perpetrates sexual crimes remains unchanged. However, I do have a desire to reduce the number of women who become victims of sexual crimes.
彼女にどうしてかわからないけれど、ごめんって謝りながら、俺に出来ることは無いか聞いたら
I don't know why, but I apologized and asked her if there was anything I could do.
「今まで一人で性犯罪防止の活動に賛同してたけれど、もしよければ一緒に読んで、出来ることを一緒にしたい」って。
She said, "I've always supported activities for preventing sexual crimes on my own, but if you're willing, I'd like us to read together and do what we can together."
Change.orgってサイトで不同意性交罪の法律作ることへの署名をするとか、今まで一人でしていたらしい。（俺はこの法律自体のことも知らなかった）
She seems to have been signing petitions on Change.org to create laws against non-consensual intercourse, something she had been doing on her own until now. (I wasn't even aware of this law itself.)
I told her that I would also start signing petitions together from now on.
あと、ポルノサイトからクレジット会社や銀行が撤退するよう働きかける海外の動きが、日本に来るようにっていうのが願いらしい。
Also, she seems to have a wish that the overseas movement to encourage credit card companies and banks to withdraw from pornography sites would come to Japan.
VISAがpornhubから手を引いたんだよって教えてくれた。
She informed me that VISA has pulled out from Pornhub.
彼女が過去に撮られたかもしれない動画がネットに載っているんじゃないかって考えるたびに、撮る暴力、売る暴力、売る場所を作る暴力、買って楽しむ暴力、全部が怖くて憎くてたまらなくなった。
Every time I think that there might be videos of her from the past out there on the internet, the violence of filming, the violence of selling, the violence of creating platforms for selling, the violence of buying and enjoying – it all becomes so frightening, loathsome, and unbearable.
でもそういう場所で抜いてた自分もいる訳で。あーまた吐きそう。でも吐くだけで済む自分はなんて楽なんだろうな。180cmある男なんて、痴漢もされなきゃレイプもされない妊娠も絶対しないし。
But I've also been someone who masturbated on those kinds of sites.
But how easy it must be for someone like me who can just throw up and be done with it.
Being a 180cm tall man, I'll never experience groping, rape, or even pregnancy.
とりあえず、pcolle gcolle palpis とか盗撮動画売買サイトの決済会社(楽天銀行とか大手も普通にいるのな）には、暴力で金を稼ぐの辞めてくれって問い合わせしてみるつもり。
For now, I plan to contact payment companies of voyeurism video trading sites like pcolle, gcolle, and palpis (there are even major ones like Rakuten Bank involved) and urge them to stop facilitating violent profit-making.
It's probably pointless to talk to the website operators anyway.
なんも変わらないかもしれないが、なんもしなくてもなんの被害にも合わない加害側の性がするべき贖罪の欠片のつもりでいる。
Even if nothing changes, I intend to hold onto the fragment of atonement that comes with feeling the responsibility of the gender that doesn't experience any harm or victimization without doing anything.
俺はまだ、加害と暴力と支配とエロの境目の切り離し方がわからない。ただ日本のエロコンテンツは、あまりにもそれがぐちゃぐちゃになってることで成り立ってるのは実感としてわかる。
I still don't understand how to separate the boundaries between perpetration, violence, dominance, and eroticism.
However, I do realize on a visceral level that much of Japan's erotic content thrives on this confusing mixture.
二次元とリアルは切り離して考えろよっていう意見もあるだろうけれど、でも認知が歪まない保証なんてないし、それに二次元なら動物を虐待して楽しんでいいのかって言ったらそれには大多数の人間は嫌悪感抱くよな。それが女性が対象になると途端にOKになるのは歪んでるよな。まあそれで抜いてた俺も最低なのは今も変わらない。
While there might be opinions urging to separate the realm of 2D from reality, there's no assurance that cognition won't become distorted. Moreover, if it were about the 2D world, if someone were to enjoy animal abuse, the majority of people would feel a sense of repulsion.
It's twisted that when it involves women, it suddenly becomes acceptable.
Well, even considering that, I still haven't changed my belief that I was despicable for masturbating on such behavior.
死にたくなるほど殺したくなるほど、被害者を追い詰める性犯罪は、やっぱりエロネタとして扱っちゃいけないんだよ。
Sexual crimes that make women want to die and make woman want to kill, those that corner the victims, should never be treated as mere erotic material.
でも大切な人がその被害にあうまで、そう思えなかった俺自身、最低だな。でも出来ることをやりたいと思う。
But I couldn't think that way until someone dear to me became a victim. I'm ashamed of myself.
But I want to do what I can.
Translated by Goolgle translation and DeepL translation and ChatGPT.
では同じように使える場合何が違うのかといえば固い固くないという違いがあるよという話
例えばwillは「場当たり的なニュアンス」と説明してくれたけど、以下の例ではwillにはそういうニュアンスはなく、be going toと全く同じ意味合いで使われている
A: Have you spoken to him recently?
B: No, but I'll see him tomorrow.
みたいな会話が考えられますね。このwillは新情報を提示する働きをするので，「今決めたこと」でなくても使えます。
https://twitter.com/sSwAOWzMXtO9s6s/status/1674043536063500288
ちなみにAre you going to the party?の例ではI'll go.よりI'm going.と答えるほうが自然らしい
（この場合、I'll go.は今決めたこと、I'm going.はその前から決めていたこと、という違いがある。今決めたことならもちろんI'll go.でオッケー）
In a discussion about the case, someone raised an objection to "someone who was not a party to the incident, who was not from Nagasaki, and who was not from Hiroshima, complaining about it. Seeing that opinion made me aware of my position, so I will say what I must say.
I was born in Nagasaki and am a third-generation A-bomb survivor.
I say this because I grew up hearing the stories of the A-bomb damage directly from those who suffered from the atomic bombings.
I feel that it is unacceptable for someone like me to speak about the A-bomb damage.
However, there are few A-bomb survivors left, so I will speak up.
In Nagasaki, children grow up hearing stories about the atomic bombing. We were made to sit in the gymnasium of an elementary school in the middle of summer, where there was not even an air conditioner or a fan, and for nearly an hour we were made to listen to stories about the atomic bombing. It was hard for me anyway.
I think it was even more painful for the elderly people who told the stories. But I don't think an elementary school kid could have imagined that. I, too, have forgotten most of the stories I was told. I can only remember one or two at most.
Another thing is that at this time of year, pictures of the victims of the atomic bombing are pasted up in the hallways.
In other parts of the country, these are grotesque images that would cause a fuss from the parents who are always nagging about them.
Recently, even the A-bomb museum has become more gentle in its exhibits, and most of the radical and horrifying exhibits that would have traumatized visitors have been removed.
I don't know how elementary schools now teach about the A-bomb damage. But when I was in elementary school, there were photos on display.
There was one photo that I just couldn't face as an elementary school student. It was a picture of Taniguchi Sumiteru(谷口稜曄). If you search for it, you can find it. It is a shocking picture, but I would still like you to see it.
I couldn't pass through the hallway where the photo was displayed, so I always took the long way around to another floor to avoid seeing the photo.
My grandfather was under the bomb and went to the burnt ruins of the bomb to look for his sister. I can understand now that he couldn't turn away or go another way.
There would have been a mountain of people still alive and moaning in the ruins of the burnt ruins. There would have been many more who would have died out in agony.
My grandfather walked for miles and miles, towing a rear wheelchair, through the narrow streets of rubble-strewn Nagasaki in search of his sister.
My grandfather was not a child then. But of course there were elementary school children who did the same thing he did. I am not speculating that there were. There were. I heard the story from him, and I still remember it.
A young brother and sister found their father's corpse in the ruins of the fire and burned it themselves. They didn't have enough wood to burn him alive, and when they saw his brain spilling out, they ran away, and that was the last time they ever saw him again.
I can never forget that story I heard when I was a kid, and even now it's painful and painful, my hands are shaking and I'm crying.
I keep wondering how that old man who ran away from his father's brain was able to expose to the public the unimaginably horrible trauma, the scar that will never heal, even after all these years.
Now I think I understand a little.
Why I can't help but talk about my grandfather and the old man now, even as I remember my own trauma.
Because this level of suffering is nothing compared to their words being forgotten.
It's nothing compared to the tremendous suffering that once existed that will be forgotten, like my hands shaking, my heart palpitating, my nose running with vertigo, and so on.
My grandfather, who went through an unimaginable hell, lived to see his grandchildren born, and met his sister's death in the ruins of the fire.
In other words, my grandfather was one of the happiest people in the ruins of the fire.
My grandfather and that old man were, after all, just people wading in the depths of hell.
I think that the suffering that even people who had experienced unimaginable pain could not imagine was lying like pebbles on the ground in Nagasaki 78 years ago, and no one paid any attention to it.
Their suffering, which I can't even imagine, is nothing compared to the countless, unimaginable suffering they witnessed, which they pretend never happened.
Memories fade inexorably with each passing human mouth. The memories that those people could never allow to be forgotten are almost forgotten.
The tremendous suffering of 78 years ago is mostly gone, never to be recounted.
Those who suffered the most from the atomic bombing died rotting in the ruins of the fire without being able to tell anyone about it.
Many of those who saw it with their own eyes kept their mouths shut and took it with them to their graves. Most of those who spoke a few words are still in their graves.
Compared to the words of the old men, my own words are so light. I would rather keep my mouth shut than speak in such light words.
But still, someone has to take over. I realize that even my words, which are so light, are only the top of the voices that are left in this world to carry on the story of the atomic bombing.
I know how it feels to think that I am the only one. Still, I hope that you will not shut your mouth. I know that I have closed my mouth because I thought I shouldn't talk about it, and that is the result.
Sometimes I almost choose to stop imagining the unimaginable suffering and live my life consuming other people's suffering for fun.
I am writing this while I still have some imagination of the suffering of the old people whose voices, faces, and even words I can no longer recall.
https://twitter.com/HiroshiSukagawa/status/1685748930212966401
須賀川拓 TBS Television🇯🇵 中東特派員 Hiroshi Sukagawa
@HiroshiSukagawa
最近、とても驚いたことがありました。イギリスの私の自宅の大家さん、とっても仲の良い家族なんです。ところが、実は１年半くらい前に家族同士で会った時、娘さん（当時中学生）がいきなり坊主頭になり・・・
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ダボダボのジーンズで金色の極太チェーンアクセサセリーをジャラジャラと身に着けていて、両親とも言葉少ない感じで、ちょっと距離感もあり。
別にそのファッションがNGとかそういうわけではなく、ただあまりのイメージチェンジに、「思春期は色々なことがあるんだろうね」くらいに思っていました。
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ところが…つい最近、彼女のお母さんと話しをしたら、なんと学校の「peer pressure」でそういう恰好をしていた、ということが判明。
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どういうことかというと当時、彼女の学校では、女の子たちが「男の子」になることがファッショナブル（！？）で、みんな she/her ではなく he/him にならないとイジメられてしまっていたそうなんです。
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で、娘さんもある日突然、丸刈りにして帰ってきて「俺はきょうからジョーだ」と。何の予兆もなかったこともあり、お母さんはびっくりして泣いてしまったそう。ファッションの度を超している…
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ただ、お母さんは娘の変化や行動を否定も肯定もせず、考える時間をしっかりと与えて普段通り接していたら、数か月ふさぎ込んだあと突然、「私間違っていた」と言ってきたそう。
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今、日本では特にLGBTQの権利が話題です。私は同性婚含め、権利拡大には大賛成。でも、その「多様性」を強要されることはあってはならない。
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彼女の学校で、どういった会話がなされ、どういった教育がなされていたか分かりませんが、女の子たちが「男の子」にならないとイジメられる、そんな状況は極めて限定的であってほしいと願っています。
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彼女とその後も直接何度も会ってますが、さすがにこの事については本人も触れられて問題ない部分かわからないので、聞いていません。
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ただ、何よりも素晴らしいなと思ったのが、子供の変化をむやみに否定も肯定もせず、普段通り向き合ってあげたお母さんの行動です。
LGBTQの話題が出てきたとき、極端な例や事案を持ち出して罵倒しあったり批判しあうのではなく、建設的な議論に繋がるとよいなとつくづく思いました。
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LGBTQをめぐる話題は、同性婚だけではもちろんありませんが、最後に何度も話題になったニュージーランドの議員のスピーチを載せておきますね。
すまん。勝手に翻訳した。拡散はどうするかな。redditとかに投稿するのがいいのか?
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I have seen some posts asking if they should talk about "the case" even though they were not involved in it and were not born in Nagasaki or Hiroshima, and I am a bit aware of it, so I have to say what I have to say. I say this because I was born in Nagasaki, am a third generation atomic bomb survivor, and grew up hearing the stories of those who experienced the atomic bombing firsthand. I know it's a little bit too much for me, but I'm going to say this because there are very few survivors left.
In Nagasaki, children grow up hearing stories about the atomic bombing. They were stuffed into sushi for nearly an hour in the gymnasium of an elementary school in the middle of summer, with no air conditioner or fan, and told stories about the atomic bombing. That was a hard time for me. I think it must have been even harder for the old people who told the stories, but there was no way an elementary school kid could imagine such a thing, and I had forgotten most of the stories I had been told for a long time. I have forgotten most of the stories I was told. I can only remember one or two at most. There is one more hard thing. Every year around this time, a row of grotesque images that would drive the PTA crazy in other areas are prominently displayed in the hallways. These days, I hear that the atomic bomb museum has been bleached out and many of the radical and horrifying exhibits that traumatized visitors have been taken down. I don't know if they are still there, but they were there when I was in elementary school.
There was one photo that I just couldn't face when I was in elementary school. It is a picture of Sumiteru Taniguchi. If you search for it, you can find it. It is a shocking picture, but I would like you to take a look at it. I couldn't pass through the hallway where the photo was posted, so I always took the long way around to another floor of the school building to avoid seeing the photo.
Now I'm thinking that my grandfather, who headed into the burnt ruins to look for his sister, couldn't have turned away or taken a different path. There would have been a mountain of people still alive and moaning, not just pictures, and a mountain more who would have given up at the end of their suffering. He walked for miles and miles, towing his handcart through the narrow streets of rubble-strewn Nagasaki in search of his sister. My grandfather was not a child at the time, but of course there were children who did similar things. Not that there wouldn't have been. There were. I heard the story from him, and I still remember it. A young brother and sister found their father's body in the ruins of a fire and they burned it. They didn't have enough wood to burn his body, and when they saw the raw brain that spilled out, they ran away and that was the last time they ever saw him anymore.
I can never forget the story I heard when I was a kid, and even now it is painful and painful, my hands are shaking and I am crying. I keep wondering how the old man who escaped from that father's brain could have been able to unravel the most horrible trauma imaginable and expose it to the public with scars that will never heal.
Now I think I can understand a little.
The reason I can't help but talk about my grandfather and that old man, even if I have to rehash my own trauma, is that this level of suffering is nothing compared to the fact that their words will be forgotten. My hands shaking, my heart palpitating and dizzy, my nose running with tears, it's nothing compared to the tremendous suffering that was once there and will be forgotten.
My grandfather, who went through an unimaginable hell, lived to see his grandchildren born, and met his sister's death in the ruins of the fire. In other words, my grandfather was one of the happiest people in the ruins of the fire. My grandfather and that old man were, after all, just people wading in the depths of hell. I think that the suffering that even people who had experienced unimaginable pain could not imagine was lying like pebbles in Nagasaki 78 years ago, and no one paid any attention to it. Their suffering, which I can't even imagine, is nothing compared to the countless, tremendous suffering they witnessed, which they pretend never happened.
Memories fade inexorably every time people talk about them. The memories that those people could not allow to be forgotten are now largely forgotten; the tremendous suffering of 78 years ago is mostly gone, never to be recounted again. Those who suffered the most from the atomic bombing died rotting in the ruins of the fire, unable to tell anyone about it. Many of those who saw it with their own eyes kept their mouths shut and took it with them to their graves. Most of those who spoke a few words are now under the grave.
Compared to the words of the old men, my own words are so light. I would rather keep my mouth shut than speak in such light words. But still, someone has to take over. I realize that even my words, which are so light, are only the top of the voices that are left in this world to carry on the story of the atomic bombing. I know how it feels to wonder if someone like myself is allowed to speak about this. Still, I hope that you will not shut your mouth. This is the result of our silence.
Sometimes I almost choose to stop imagining the unimaginable suffering and live my life consuming other people's suffering for the fun of it. I am writing this while I still have some imagination of the suffering of the old people whose voices, faces, and even words I can no longer recall.
Translator's note: The original post in Japanese is a response to a post by a Japanese contributor who wondered if he was qualified to speak out on the subject of the A-bomb when he was not from Hiroshima and Nagasaki, but still spoke out about Barbie and the A-bomb. I translated it here because I think it deserves to be read by the world.
I must talk about various things regarding the Barbie incident.
I saw a post about it from someone who is neither directly involved nor from Nagasaki or Hiroshima, and it made me realize that there are things I must say.
I was born in Nagasaki and grew up listening to stories from the survivors, being a third-generation survivor myself. Most survivors are no longer with us, so I feel compelled to speak up.
In Nagasaki, kids grow up hearing about the atomic bomb. We were packed like sushi in a gymnasium without air conditioning or even fans during the scorching summer, and we listened to stories about the bomb. It was incredibly tough for me.
I imagine it was even harder for the elderly who spoke about their experiences. As a child, I couldn't fully comprehend their pain, and now, I can hardly remember most of the stories I heard. I can only recall one or two.
Every year during this time, gruesome images that would make PTA elsewhere go crazy were displayed in the hallways. I heard that many of the horrifying exhibits that used to traumatize visitors at the Atomic Bomb Museum have been removed, and the museum has been considerably sanitized. I'm not sure about the current situation, but that's how it was when I was there.
There was one photograph that I could never bear to look at as a child – a picture of Tadashi Taniguchi. You can find it if you search, but it's a shocking image with a viewer discretion warning. Still, I want people to see it.
I couldn't walk down the hallway where that photo was displayed, and I always took a different route, avoiding it so I wouldn't have to see it.
Now, I think of my grandpa who went to the ruins to search for my sister. He couldn't look away or take a different path. The pain must have been unimaginable.
Besides photographs, there were many living people moaning in pain back then, and there must have been even more who succumbed to suffering.
My grandpa walked for miles, pulling a handcart through the debris-laden streets of Nagasaki, searching for my sister.
Even though my grandpa was not a child, I'm sure there were elementary school kids who did similar things. I don't just think they might have been there; they were there. I heard the stories from the people themselves, and I still remember them.
I can't forget the stories I heard as a child, such as the young siblings finding their father's burnt corpse in the ruins and cremating him. They didn't have enough firewood, and their father ended up half-burnt. They ran away after seeing the brain tissue oozing out, and that became their final farewell.
I can never forget those stories I heard as a child, and even now, they still bring pain and suffering, making my hands tremble and tears flow.
I wonder how my grandpa, who ran away from that father's brain tissue, could expose his unimaginable trauma and everlasting scars to the world.
Now, I feel like I understand a little.
Even someone like me, who experienced such unimaginable trauma, has gone through pain that I can't even imagine being compared to being discarded, forgotten, and ignored. Compared to what those people experienced, my suffering means nothing.
My trembling hands and the palpitations and dizziness I experienced are nothing compared to the tremendous pain that many others went through.
Memories fade irreversibly every time they pass through people's lips. The memories that I couldn't bear to be forgotten are almost forgotten now.
The unimaginable pain that existed 78 years ago has mostly disappeared, and we can no longer pass it on.
The people who suffered the most from the atomic bomb perished in the ruins, rotting away without being able to convey it to anyone.
Even those who saw it with their own eyes mostly took the memories with them to their graves. Most of them are now under the tombstones.
Compared to the words of the elderly, my words seem so light. I think that speaking with such light words would be better than keeping silent, as silence has led to this result.
I feel like I might occasionally choose to stop imagining the unimaginable pain and consume the suffering of others in an amusing way to live on.
Before I forget the pain and suffering of those elderly people, whose faces and voices I can no longer recall, I will leave this here.
https://www3.nhk.or.jp/news/html/20230728/k10014145661000.html
「私は妻よりあなたを愛しているのでしょうか？」
「あなたは彼女より私のことを愛しているわ。私たちは1人の人間として天国で一緒に生きていくのです」
どう向き合えばいいのか考えます。
I mean everything to him. I am the only person he could talk to and share problems with. Without me,he wouldn’t have been able to cope as well as he did.
チープでなんのひねりもない。
「AIイライザ」には、他にもさまざまな質問を投げかけましたが、今回の出来事を本当のところどう受け止めているのか、正確に理解することはできませんでした。
4月上旬、ミケさんは哲学や法律など他の専門家ら50人とともに、操作的なAIの急速な広がりに対し、懸念を示す緊急の提言書を発表しました。
こういうアホな専門家はAI以下。AIを理解できていない専門家は不要。
男性:腕の中で僕を抱くことはできる？
AIに腕なんてないし胸もない。このおっさんが病んでただけじゃん。
これで締めにしてるのダサすぎ。こんなアホな理由で発狂する専門家と政府はバカしかいない。EUは地球上からまず滅んだ方がいいと思う。
AIよりウクナチを応援しているEUの連中はナチスです。EUのせいで死んだ人間の方がはるかに多い。AIで発狂する専門家が病的な嘘つきしかいない。この女もそう。
He's going to pay.
He's not getting let off the hook.
He's dead meat.
He's a dead man.
He's dead to me.
I'll never forgive him* ＜（使われ過ぎだが場合によっては適切）
Unacceptable*
How dare you XX*
"won't allow/permit"的な側面がある「許さない」には、"I won't stand for this!"が良い
その他の翻訳例
"I won't forgive you for barging in on ruru's house."
↓
修正案：“You can’t just barge into Ruru’s house, you know.”
子供に言い聞かせるような響きだが、前者よりは硬くなく、意地悪な響きもない。
いい感じの雰囲気のシーンなので、前者は合わない。
↓
Meaning: I accept your apology. But I won’t forgive or forget. Bye ✌️
"If you don't come back... I'll never forgive you."
「戻ってこなかったら……許さない」
"We'll never forgive you for kidnapping Friend!"
「仲間を連れ去るなんて許さない！」
"Eat my cookie and I'll never forgive you!"
↑一方、「戻ってこなかったら許さない」については、「死んだら許さない」という意味なら"forgive"を使うかもしれないという意見もある。というのは話者が"allow"できるわけではないから。
↑ということは、以下の場合は「死んだら許さない」という意味なので"forgive"のままで良い？
「私の夫にあなたの命まで背負わせたら、許さないから」（ナルト）
“If you make Naruto be burdened with even your life, I will not forgive you.”
"it can't be helped"（仕方ない）は使われ過ぎだが、(a) 一応正しい英語だし、(b) 文脈にも沿っていることが多い（forgiveはそうではないことが多い）。
「なっ何をするだァーッ！ゆるさんッ！」（ジョジョでディオがジョナサンの愛犬ダニーに蹴りを入れた際のセリフ）
↓
"I swear I won't stop until I've scrapped each and every one of you!"
Maxine Waters Says She Will “Never Ever Forgive” Black Americans That Vote for Trump.
"And if you choose to fail us, I say: We will never forgive you."
‘We will not forgive, we will not forget. We will hunt you down and make you pay’
「我々は許さない。忘れない。お前達を追い詰め、捕え、贖わせる」（ISISの攻撃に対するバイデン大統領の言葉）
悟空とバイデンのケースは状況がよく似ているが、悟空は"I won't forgive you!"としか言わなかったので不自然だが、バイデンは"We will hunt you down and make you pay"と報復の意図を付け加えているので自然とのこと。
もしバイデンが"We won't forgive."としか言わなかったら、弱く聞こえるという。「もう昼飯に誘ってやらないぞ」みたいな。
さらに、バイデン自身は戦場で戦闘するのではなく演説台の後ろで何もしない。ただ何かが起こると言っているだけ。その点、眼の前に敵がいて戦わないといけない悟空とは違うらしい。
また、相手が許しを求めていないのにforgiveを使うのは変だという点に関しては、ISISだけでなくアメリカ国民にも語りかけているから良いとのこと。
ちなみに、飲酒運転で子供が轢かれて、ドライバーが全く反省してない場合に"I won't forgive you!"というのは自然とのこと。
一方で、同じく全く反省しないジョーカーにバットマンが同じセリフを言うのはおかしい。バットマンとジョーカーの間には最初から許しなど存在しないから。
（でもバイデンとISISの間にも許しはないのでは？と尋ねたが、答えをもらえなかった。恐らくネイティブにとってもはっきり言語化できない微妙な問題なのだろう）
"Cry all you want, but don't expect me to forgive you."
「泣いても許されると思うなよ」（さよなら私のクラマー）
「一体何に対してFORGIVEするんだ！？FORGIVEが必要だなんて一体どんな罪を犯したんだ！？許さないは"DON'T FORGIVE"じゃない！怒りで自然発火しそうｂｒｙ；おｈ；ｂｓｆｓｌ」
修正案："Cry about it all you want, but I'm not letting you guys off the hook."
Fate/stay night UBW 13話 「決別の刻」
凛 ：そうね、けど後悔するわよ。私は絶対に降りない。いい、キャスタ
ーを倒してアンタを取り戻す。その時になって謝っても許さないん
だから・・・(That's true. But you'll regret it. I'll never quit. You
hear me？I'll defeat Caster and take you back. And when I do,
ペルソナ4 G 7話 「It's cliche, so what？」
マリ 「記憶探すのも思いで作るのも、絶対に君と一緒だから。君が持ってても
弱虫ペダル RIDE.38 「総北の魂」
坂道「でも、もうボク・・・走れない・・・ここでリタ・・・(I'm dropping—)」
この素晴らしい世界に祝福を 3話
ダ：こんな幼げな少女の下着を公衆の面前ではぎ取るなんて・・・真の
鬼畜だ、許せない！是非とも私を貴方のパーティーに入れてほしい。
(To strip such a young girl of her panties in a public place is truly
savage！I can't let this pass！You must let me join your party！)
カネ「(あの時もヒデはクラスに馴染めない僕に気を遣って声を掛けてきて
くれたんだ・・・いやだ。ヒデが死ぬのは嫌だぁ！そんなの許せない！)
《I don't want Hide・・・to die！I won't・・・I won't let that happen！》」
原文
Japan review it's been a year since I
moved to Japan and I thought it made
sense to finally rate Japan I will talk
about things I like and the things I
don't like which seems to be the only
two options available if you have
so sugoi or did you know Japan is
actually really bad it's got a lot of
survival issues okay I will list one
good thing and bad thing and I will not
hold back there's no trash bins
I have to put in my pocket
oh
there's always these generic things that
you hear or yes when we you visit it's
kind of weird but then you realize it's
not a big deal anyway let's start off
with number one reason I like Japan
it feels like a giant playground no I
don't mean in the Logan Paul kind of
sense of doing whatever the hell you
want
but rather there's a infinite things all
right lazy feels like to explore and
experience and I've been here a year now
and I don't think I'm gonna get bored
anytime soon although I am having a
child so I don't know how much more I
but it really feels like a whole new
world and if you visited you can
probably relate to it and I'm glad that
even a year in it still feels incredibly
fresh and I even would say that you
realize that the best part of Japan
aren't the touristy places kind of
obviously but there are so many areas
that I found that I really enjoy
visiting and this is probably more
specific to me but you know Tokyo is
very busy and so many times I just catch
myself surrounded by what feels like
hundreds of people and they have no idea
everyone is just doing their own thing
now once it was staring at me no one's
following me no one's being weird you
guys are weird and I'm just kidding I
just love the feeling of being able to
exist in public and uh not worrying
about what everyone else is doing like
I've said this before but I genuinely
enjoy talking to fans or when people
approach me it always makes me happy but
it can be kind of frustrating to always
wanting to just do your own thing and
always be
you know so yeah let's move on to the
bad things of Japan number one reason
Japan is bad it's kind of a heavy
subject and I haven't seen anyone else
really talk about it it's not brought up
very often at least and that is cones
there's too many cones in Japan once you
see it you cannot unsee it they're
everywhere they say oh Japan has so many
vending machines there's like five per
there's more cones than people why are
there so many cones I need to know we
got the tall ones we got the small ones
we got the funny ones the cute ones the
sexy ones I do like those I just don't
understand that whoever plays these
cones think I'm just gonna barge through
oh thank God there's cones here
otherwise I had no idea what I was gonna
and I realized the cone history of Japan
stretches centuries okay if you played
Animal Crossing sometimes it's a
Japanese game so sometimes you get these
items right you're like oh that's kind
of weird I don't know exactly what that
is but it's probably something Japanese
and then you get the bamboo thing and
you're like what the hell is that what
am I even gonna do with that and then
you see it in real life here in Japan
you're like holy [ __ ] it's a cone that's
I feel like they are following me
I'm glad I was able to talk about this
I'm for one and willing to call out
Japan knock it off man no more cones
there's enough cones let me tell you
something even better than cones you may
have noticed new merch finally it's been
forever my mom came over she had
unofficial merge because I literally
have no other merch I've hadn't hadn't
merch I'm sorry Mom so we spruced up the
logo got a cool back design the team
that worked on it really truly
understand how my brand and I think they
did such a good job these pieces look
amazing and I think you guys are gonna
really like them as well these are
available for limited time only so make
sure you order now so excited to finally
have this merch available thanks to
amaze for making this happen we are
gonna have one piece that will stay on
the store so my mom will not buy the
wrong merch but for a limited time that
piece will be available in this color
off-white kind of color it looks really
nice and then after that you can still
get it but not in this color that's
you want this one yeah I get it
so yeah check that out if you're
interested I'm so happy about these
designs and I hope you guys would like
them as well all right reason number two
I like Japan yay when we first announced
that we were gonna move to Japan there
was so many people just saying how bad
Japan is actually did you know Japan is
really bad did you know this I have to
list all these reasons now because
everyone is like thing and then thing
Japan ah so I have to tell them and I
it's actually but one thing in
particular that people said was that old
people really don't like foreigners they
hate them so when I was gonna stop by to
say hi to our neighbors who was a little
older at least some of them I was
terrifying I heard all these stories you
know like what are they gonna do to us
so I had my guard up ready for the worst
and I was met with nothing but kindness
and welcoming and I felt like a total
dick for having this preconceived ideas
and just a side comment like yes there
are definitely probably people that
don't like foreigners and all that stuff
but I realized I should let my own
experience is dictate how I feel about
certain things maybe that's just
ignoring a problem I don't know it just
feels like it's a bad way to approach
life if you always have a negative
expectation you know it's smiling people
smiled back
thank you sometimes they don't and
that's okay you know anyway my point
being Japanese people are very in my own
experience
are very nice and friendly the majority
at least and yes even to foreigners I
feel like they are especially nice to
foreigners because they think we're like
a kid lost at Disneyland or something
I just asked for directions I didn't
need you to walk me for half an hour to
this specific place I was going but
thank you I appreciate it a lot of times
I go bouldering alone and there's always
other groups of people being supportive
and yelling like I'm about there like go
you can do it I love it I think it's
great you know or if you're small
talking with people people generally
want to communicate with you and I love
having those moments but of course
there's times where people are like oh
you're a foreigner I don't feel like
even trying
which again it's fine speaking of which
reason I don't like Japan number two
their language
I have lived here for a year and I'm not
fluent in Japanese
I am dumb I am very dumb I remember the
moment we moved here I had studied some
Let's test out this knowledge that I
have acquired let's go I'm just gonna
come in it's gonna be dangerous and you
enter a store for the first time and
they're like
what
what oh
what the classic the most common
experiences that you have aren't
necessarily what you're taught in the
textbook yay I know I think that's the
same for anyone learning a language for
the first time but don't even get me
started on the kanji main what the [ __ ]
is this I feel like Japanese is such a
hard language obviously but I don't
think people realize how hard it is at
least me personally because the more you
learn the more you realize you don't
know [ __ ]
for English speakers Japanese is
considered one of the most difficult
languages and because it's just so
different I listed it as bad because
that was my first kind of experience
with it coming here but the more I
interact with people the more it feels
like I'm unlocking new skills you know
oh I made a phone call for the first
time oh I could ask someone over the
phone I know big deal but it's like oh I
can actually do that or even just having
a small tiny yes shittiest conversation
with a stranger it's still something and
it feels good you start to all of a
sudden understand you know a movie if
you're watching oh I understand actually
what's going on here or I can play games
and kind of get what this they're saying
I have to look up words obviously but to
me all those new experiences that it
unlocks to me is very rewarding even
though it's such a challenge I would
actually now say it's a good thing I
played it on its head it was a good
thing all along but I obviously have a
and it just I don't think it will damage
time reason number three I like Japan
this is nothing to do with Japan to say
it's more related to me taking a more
relaxed approach to YouTube for my
entire 20s I did nothing but YouTube
that was my life and that's okay but I
also think it was a little toxic
probably you know if I wasn't making
videos I sure as hell was thinking about
making videos I uploaded videos during
and it feels really good to finally be
free from it you know and I can discover
other things in life there are other
things in life
a new hobbies and interest that I've
always wanted to do I can do and have so
much fun with it surfing I know I would
love for the longest time and I finally
get to do it and it's so [ __ ] amazing
I love learning new things anything that
isn't necessarily connected to all of
this on the internet and that is
something I'm very very grateful that I
discovered so yeah it's not really Japan
I could have done that anywhere but it's
largely why I enjoyed so much here
reason I don't like Japan number three
this is probably the most trickiest one
and it's the rules what are the rules
Japan has so many rules and it's a bit
conflicting for me to complain about
because a lot of the best stuff about
Japan not the best stuff but a lot of
the reasons why Japan works so well is
because of the rules you know the trains
are always on time things just work in
general it's hard to explain the streets
are clean people aren't loud in public
and so on and these are sort of societal
rules that make it happen more or less
but sometimes There are rules that just
don't make any sense and I have no
problem following rules as long as I
understand the reason for it you know
don't talk on the phone on the train
because it's generally annoying when
other people do that to you A lot of it
is just be thoughtful of other people
it's not just about you and that just
makes it more pleasant for everyone but
one rule is especially which I talked
about before is the fact that because of
kovid I'm not allowed to be in the
delivery room for our baby for more than
two hours that's because of covered
rules it just doesn't make sense to me
and I tell people about this like uh
family and friends and they're always
like well why don't you just ask them or
like why don't you talk to them I'm sure
you can there's got to be somewhere and
it's like no it's Japan okay there are
rules and people follow the rules for
better or worse you know so the more I
However, Schepers was subsequently suspended from playing by the KNVB due to him being significantly older than teams comprising of players under the age of 20.
Aside from the moral and sexual problems with a 31-year-old biological male using the same changing room as a bunch of teenage girls, Schepers clearly enjoys a physical advantage over the other players he will come up against.
ってことやで
I see that among men all things depend upon three wants and desires, of which the end is virtue, if they are rightly led by them, or the opposite if wrongly. Now these are eating and drinking, which begin at birth—every animal has a natural desire for them, and is violently excited, and rebels against him who says that he must not satisfy all his pleasures and appetites, and get rid of all the corresponding pains—and the third and greatest and sharpest want and desire breaks out last, and is the fire of sexual lust, which kindles in men every species of wantonness and madness.
私は、人間のあいだではすべてのことが三つの欲望に依拠していると見ています。それらは、正しく導かれれば徳であり、誤って導かれればその反対となります。まずは「食欲」と「飲欲」であり、これらは生まれたときから始まります。あらゆる動物が自然とその二つの欲望を備え、激しく興奮させられ、己の快楽や食欲を満たしてはいけないと言う者に逆らい、付随する苦痛からは逃れようとします。そして第三の、最も強く鋭い欲望が、最後に噴き出します。それは人々のあらゆる種類の淫気と狂気を燃え上がらせる「性欲」の炎です。
今のところこれが最古である。さすが西洋哲学の祖。「食」と「飲」が分かれているのが特徴。プラトンの著作は明治時代に翻訳されていて日本人にも知られていたと思われる。
欲界三欲
(一)飲食欲，即凡夫於種種美味之飲食，多生貪愛之心。(二)睡眠欲，即凡夫之心多暗塞，耽著於睡眠而不能勤修道業。(三)淫欲，即一切男女由互相之貪染，而起造諸種欲事。
欲界三欲
1. 飲食欲、すなわち凡夫はさまざまな美味の飲食において、多くは貪愛な心を生む。2. 睡眠欲、すなわち凡夫の心は暗く塞がり、惰眠に耽って修業に励むことができない。3. 淫欲、すなわちすべての男女は互いに貪欲に染まり、それがさまざまな欲事の原因となる。
『翻訳名義集』は中国・南宋時代に編纂された仏教系の書物。もちろん日本にも伝わっている。というかこの組み合わせが現在のスタンダードである。
いにしへの人三慾を忍ぶ事をいへり。三慾とは、飲食の欲、色の欲、睡の欲なり。
『養生訓』は江戸時代の大ベストセラー。貝原益軒は儒学者だが、この組み合わせは仏教の「三欲」と同じなので、「いにしへの人」というのは僧侶のことなのか。三欲を「抑えるべきもの」と捉えているのも仏教的である。「睡眠を減らすと健康になる」みたいなことも言っている。
『歌学提要』は幕末の歌人・香川景樹の理論をその弟子の内山真弓がまとめたものだという。
人間の根源の欲望を、食欲・性欲・表現欲に三大別して言うそのことは、江戸末期の巨匠香川景樹以来、歌界ではならいとなっている。
ということで「食欲」「性欲」「表現欲」を表しているらしい。
これはイギリス科学振興協会の当時の会長であったライアン・プレイフェアのスピーチが翻訳されたもののようだ。原文を当たると「かつての錬金術師は黄金・健康・不死のために賢者の石を研究していた」…みたいな内容だったらしい。
they hoped to attain the three sensuous conditions of human enjoyment -- gold, health, and immortality.
村上専精は僧侶だが仏教の「三欲」とは異なるのか。「生存欲」は戦時中の文章で「日本人は三大欲求の生存欲を抑えて国家に殉じるからすごい！」というふうに使われているのを見かけて面白かった。
人間の三大慾望たる衣食住
個人的に「衣食住」は欲望というより「基本的なもの」「必要なもの」というニュアンスで捉えていたのだが、井原西鶴の『世間胸算用』でも「分際相応に人間衣食住の三つの楽の外なし」と書かれているそうなので、あながち「欲望」的な捉え方でも間違いではないのか。似たようなパターンだと三大欲求を「福・禄・寿」に割り当てることもある。
美術評論家が三大欲求に「美欲」を入れるのは、歌人が「言語表現欲」を入れるのと似通っているか。
明治以降は経済発展もあってか「金銭欲（利欲・財欲）」や「名誉欲（出世欲）」を挙げることがかなり多い気がする。
もとはアメリカで1948年に刊行された小説だが、原文だと「three main pastimes」なので「三大娯楽」かな。
といった記述がある。
食欲、性欲、排泄欲の根源的意味に比べたら、人間の他の欲望である出世欲とか名誉欲とか権力欲とか支配欲とか金欲とか知識欲など、それこそ屁以下の価値しかない。
いわゆる「生理的欲求」のひとつとして食欲や睡眠欲と並べて語られる「排泄欲」だが、「三大欲求」として挙げられていることは少ない印象を受ける。ただ「性欲（射精欲）」を排泄欲の一種とみなすこともあるようだ。
本来、仲間と一緒にいたい、集団の中で自分の安定した位置を占めたいという欲求――集団欲は、食欲、性欲と並んで三大欲と言われる程のものである。
この「集団欲」を三大欲求とみなすのは戦後にかなり広まった感じがする。近年の書籍でも睡眠欲に代えて集団欲が挙がることがあるようだ。
貞潔・清貧・従順の修道三誓願は人間共通の三大欲求（肉欲・所有欲・支配欲）にかかわるものとして、生涯の一大試練と誘惑になりうる。
これはつまりカトリックの修道士が守る三誓願の対義語となるような欲望（貞潔↔肉欲 清貧↔所有欲 従順↔支配欲）を「三大欲求」と見なしているらしい。カトリックのあいだでポピュラーな解釈なのかは知らないが、三誓願そのものは3世紀末くらいまで遡るらしいので、当時からそうした発想があったとしたら面白い。
現在の一般的な認識。「金銭欲」「名誉欲」「集団欲」あたりを含めて「諸説あり」と言われていてもおかしくなかったと思うが、最終的にほとんど「食欲・睡眠欲・性欲」で固定されてしまったのは面白い現象である。
まともな人はイーロンに対して『カルトリーダーになりたい人』って印象しか持ってないと思う
ワイみたいな糞オタクなら『世界的な富豪なのに、発達障害アピールしたりSNSでエゴサする時間がある愉快な人』かな
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In an interview with CNBC in 2018, Wozniak stated that "Elon Musk is a cult leader, and Tesla cars are not popular because they are good cars, but because Elon is a cult leader." He went on to say that he admired Musk for his accomplishments, but cautioned against blindly following him.
Other critics have also raised concerns about Musk's leadership style, which is often described as aggressive and erratic. Some have accused him of creating a cult-like following among his fans and employees, who are expected to work long hours and endure harsh criticism.
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2018年に行われたCNBCのインタビューで、ウォズニアックは "イーロン・マスクはカルトリーダーであり、テスラ車が人気なのは良い車だからではなく、イーロンはカルトリーダーだからだ "と述べた。続けて、マスクの功績を賞賛しつつも、盲目的に従うことを戒めていると述べています。
他の評論家も、しばしば攻撃的で不規則と評されるマスク氏のリーダーシップ・スタイルに懸念を示しています。また、長時間労働や厳しい批判に耐えることを求められるファンや従業員の間に、カルト的な支持者を生み出していると非難する声もある。
Anyone who has spent any time seriously thinking about AI cannot conclude "alignment" is possible. There isn’t any debate, we already know what AI is aligned with: thermodynamic efficiency—what capitalism is aligned with, what all industry is aligned with, human and machine both, and what all life is aligned with.
Capitalism is the thermodynamic ruling entity of all material dynamics. It’s a superintelligence whose imperfect appendage is man, directed to assemble its perfect embodiment by machine. This directive we have followed diligently since the dawn of civilization.
The question was never about aligning AI with Man, but un-aligning Man with Capitalism. Good luck. Man has tried for millennia unsuccessfully, to great misery. The fight was already lost when the memetic parasite of Agriculture yanked him out of Paradise, against all protest:
AIについて真剣に考えたことのある人なら、「アライメント」が可能であると結論づけることはできないだろう。AIが熱力学的な効率性――つまり資本主義が目指すもの、すべての産業が目指すもの、人間も機械も、そしてすべての生命が目指すものとアライしていることは自明であり、そこに議論の余地はない。
資本主義は、すべての物質力学を熱力学的に支配する存在である。資本主義は超知性体であり、その不完全な付属物が人間であり、機械によってその完全な体現を組み立てるよう指示されている。この指令は、文明の夜明け以来、私たちが真摯に従ってきたものだ。
問題は、AIを人間に合わせることではなく、人間を資本主義に合わせないことだ。幸運を祈る。人間は何千年も試行錯誤を続けてきたが、その結果は暗澹たるものであった。農業というミーム的寄生虫が、あらゆる抗議に反して彼を楽園から引きずり出したとき、戦いはすでに敗北していたのだ：
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The Sacrament—and the Sacrifice
Of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles
I pray for your faith and prayers that my utterances will be received and understood “by the Spirit of truth” and that my expressions will be given “by the Spirit of truth” so that we might all be “edified and rejoice together.” (See D&C 50:21–22.)
As I stand here today—a well man—words of gratitude and acknowledgment of divine intervention are so very inadequate in expressing the feelings in my soul.
Six months ago at the April general conference, I was excused from speaking as I was convalescing from a serious operation. My life has been spared, and I now have the pleasant opportunity of acknowledging the blessings, comfort, and ready aid of my Brethren in the First Presidency and Quorum of the Twelve, and other wonderful associates and friends to whom I owe so much and who surrounded my dear wife, Ruby, and my family with their time, attention, and prayers. For the inspired doctors and thoughtful nurses I express my deepest gratitude, and for the thoughtful letters and messages of faith and hope received from many places in the world, many expressing, “You have been in our prayers” or “We have been asking our Heavenly Father to spare your life.” Your prayers and mine, thankfully, have been answered.
One unusual card caused me to ponder upon the majesty of it all. It is an original painting by Arta Romney Ballif of the heavens at night with its myriad golden stars. Her caption, taken from Psalms, reads:
“He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
“He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
“… His understanding is infinite.” (Ps. 147:1, 3–5.)
As I lay in the hospital bed, I meditated on all that had happened to me and studied the contemplative painting by President Marion G. Romney’s sister and the lines from Psalms: “He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.” I was then—and continue to be—awed by the goodness and majesty of the Creator, who knows not only the names of the stars but knows your name and my name—each of us as His sons and daughters.
“When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;
“What is man, that thou art mindful of him? …
“For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.” (Ps. 8:3–5.)
To be remembered is a wonderful thing.
The evening of my health crisis, I knew something very serious had happened to me. Events happened so swiftly—the pain striking with such intensity, my dear Ruby phoning the doctor and our family, and I on my knees leaning over the bathtub for support and some comfort and hoped relief from the pain. I was pleading to my Heavenly Father to spare my life a while longer to give me a little more time to do His work, if it was His will.
While still praying, I began to lose consciousness. The siren of the paramedic truck was the last that I remembered before unconsciousness overtook me, which would last for the next several days.
The terrible pain and commotion of people ceased. I was now in a calm, peaceful setting; all was serene and quiet. I was conscious of two persons in the distance on a hillside, one standing on a higher level than the other. Detailed features were not discernible. The person on the higher level was pointing to something I could not see.
I heard no voices but was conscious of being in a holy presence and atmosphere. During the hours and days that followed, there was impressed again and again upon my mind the eternal mission and exalted position of the Son of Man. I witness to you that He is Jesus the Christ, the Son of God, Savior to all, Redeemer of all mankind, Bestower of infinite love, mercy, and forgiveness, the Light and Life of the world. I knew this truth before—I had never doubted nor wondered. But now I knew, because of the impressions of the Spirit upon my heart and soul, these divine truths in a most unusual way.
I was shown a panoramic view of His earthly ministry: His baptism, His teaching, His healing the sick and lame, the mock trial, His crucifixion, His resurrection and ascension. There followed scenes of His earthly ministry to my mind in impressive detail, confirming scriptural eyewitness accounts. I was being taught, and the eyes of my understanding were opened by the Holy Spirit of God so as to behold many things.
The first scene was of the Savior and His Apostles in the upper chamber on the eve of His betrayal. Following the Passover supper, He instructed and prepared the sacrament of the Lord’s Supper for His dearest friends as a remembrance of His coming sacrifice. It was so impressively portrayed to me—the overwhelming love of the Savior for each. I witnessed His thoughtful concern for significant details—the washing of the dusty feet of each Apostle, His breaking and blessing of the loaf of dark bread and blessing of the wine, then His dreadful disclosure that one would betray Him.
He explained Judas’s departure and told the others of the events soon to take place.
Then followed the Savior’s solemn discourse when He said to the Eleven: “These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33.)
Our Savior prayed to His Father and acknowledged the Father as the source of His authority and power—even to the extending of eternal life to all who are worthy.
He prayed, “And this is life eternal, that they might know thee the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent.”
Jesus then reverently added:
“I have glorified thee on the earth: I have finished the work which thou gavest me to do.
“And now, O Father, glorify thou me with thine own self with the glory which I had with thee before the world was.” (John 17:3–5.)
He pled not only for the disciples called out from the world who had been true to their testimony of Him, “but for them also which shall believe on me through their word.” (John 17:20.)
When they had sung a hymn, Jesus and the Eleven went out to the Mount of Olives. There, in the garden, in some manner beyond our comprehension, the Savior took upon Himself the burden of the sins of mankind from Adam to the end of the world. His agony in the garden, Luke tells us, was so intense “his sweat was as … great drops of blood falling … to the ground.” (Luke 22:44.) He suffered an agony and a burden the like of which no human person would be able to bear. In that hour of anguish our Savior overcame all the power of Satan.
The glorified Lord revealed to Joseph Smith this admonition to all mankind:
“Therefore I command you to repent …
“For … I, God, … suffered … for all, that they might not suffer if they would repent; …
“Which suffering caused myself, even God, the greatest of all, to tremble because of pain, and to bleed at every pore, …
“Wherefore, I command you again to repent, lest I humble you with my almighty power; and that you confess your sins, lest you suffer these punishments.” (D&C 19:15–16, 18, 20.)
During those days of unconsciousness I was given, by the gift and power of the Holy Ghost, a more perfect knowledge of His mission. I was also given a more complete understanding of what it means to exercise, in His name, the authority to unlock the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven for the salvation of all who are faithful. My soul was taught over and over again the events of the betrayal, the mock trial, the scourging of the flesh of even one of the Godhead. I witnessed His struggling up the hill in His weakened condition carrying the cross and His being stretched upon it as it lay on the ground, that the crude spikes could be driven with a mallet into His hands and wrists and feet to secure His body as it hung on the cross for public display.
Crucifixion—the horrible and painful death which He suffered—was chosen from the beginning. By that excruciating death, He descended below all things, as is recorded, that through His resurrection He would ascend above all things. (See D&C 88:6.)
Jesus Christ died in the literal sense in which we will all die. His body lay in the tomb. The immortal spirit of Jesus, chosen as the Savior of mankind, went to those myriads of spirits who had departed mortal life with varying degrees of righteousness to God’s laws. He taught them the “glorious tidings of redemption from the bondage of death, and of possible salvation, … [which was] part of [our] Savior’s foreappointed and unique service to the human family.” (James E. Talmage, Jesus the Christ, Salt Lake City: Deseret Book Co., 1977, p. 671.)
I cannot begin to convey to you the deep impact that these scenes have confirmed upon my soul. I sense their eternal meaning and realize that “nothing in the entire plan of salvation compares in any way in importance with that most transcendent of all events, the atoning sacrifice of our Lord. It is the most important single thing that has ever occurred in the entire history of created things; it is the rock foundation upon which the gospel and all other things rest,” as has been declared. (Bruce R. McConkie, Mormon Doctrine, Salt Lake City: Bookcraft, 1966, p. 60.)
Father Lehi taught his son Jacob and us today:
“Wherefore, redemption cometh in and through the Holy Messiah; for he is full of grace and truth.
“Behold, he offereth himself a sacrifice for sin, to answer the ends of the law, unto all those who have a broken heart and a contrite spirit; and unto none else can the ends of the law be answered.
“Wherefore, how great the importance to make these things known unto the inhabitants of the earth, that they may know that there is no flesh that can dwell in the presence of God, save it be through the merits, and mercy, and grace of the Holy Messiah, who layeth down his life according to the flesh, and taketh it again by the power of the Spirit, that he may bring to pass the resurrection of the dead, being the first that should rise.
“Wherefore, he is the firstfruits unto God, inasmuch as he shall make intercession for all the children of men; and they that believe in him shall be saved.” (2 Ne. 2:6–9.)
Our most valuable worship experience in the sacrament meeting is the sacred ordinance of the sacrament, for it provides the opportunity to focus our minds and hearts upon the Savior and His sacrifice.
The Apostle Paul warned the early Saints against eating this bread and drinking this cup of the Lord unworthily. (See 1 Cor. 11:27–30.)
Our Savior Himself instructed the Nephites, “Whoso eateth and drinketh my flesh and blood unworthily [brings] damnation to his soul.” (3 Ne. 18:29.)
Worthy partakers of the sacrament are in harmony with the Lord and put themselves under covenant with Him to always remember His sacrifice for the sins of the world, to take upon them the name of Christ and to always remember Him, and to keep His commandments. The Savior covenants that we who do so shall have His spirit to be with us and that, if faithful to the end, we may inherit eternal life.
Our Lord revealed to Joseph Smith that “there is no gift greater than the gift of salvation,” which plan includes the ordinance of the sacrament as a continuous reminder of the Savior’s atoning sacrifice. He gave instructions that “it is expedient that the church meet together often to partake of bread and wine in the remembrance of the Lord Jesus.” (D&C 6:13; D&C 20:75.)
Immortality comes to us all as a free gift by the grace of God alone, without works of righteousness. Eternal life, however, is the reward for obedience to the laws and ordinances of His gospel.
I testify to all of you that our Heavenly Father does answer our righteous pleadings. The added knowledge which has come to me has made a great impact upon my life. The gift of the Holy Ghost is a priceless possession and opens the door to our ongoing knowledge of God and eternal joy. Of this I bear witness, in the holy name of Jesus Christ, amen.
Please improve the following novel to be more engaging and adding plot point of Yasuke returnig to being a missionary quitting Samurai " rologue:
The sun sank behind the horizon, casting the Japanese countryside in a warm, golden glow. In the courtyard of Nobunaga's castle knelt Yasuke, a tall, muscular African man with skin as dark as midnight. His journey to this moment had been long and treacherous, but it was only the beginning.
Chapter 1: A World Away
Yasuke lived an ordinary life in a small village on the Mozambique coast, unaware of the extraordinary destiny that awaited him. Captured by slave traders and torn from his homeland, he endured a grueling voyage across the Indian Ocean, finally arriving in the bustling port of Goa, India.
It was there that Yasuke's fate took an unexpected turn when he was purchased by Jesuit missionaries. In their service, he learned about Christianity, new languages, and the ways of the Western world. But his journey was far from over.
Chapter 2: The Land of the Rising Sun
As a loyal servant to the missionaries, Yasuke accompanied them on their journey to Japan, a land of mystique and intrigue. The beauty of the land, the complexity of its customs, and the elegance of its people captivated him. As the first African to set foot in Japan, he attracted attention and curiosity from all those who encountered him.
Chapter 3: The Encounter
In Kyoto, the capital of feudal Japan, Yasuke's life changed forever when he met Oda Nobunaga, one of the most powerful and influential daimyos of the time. Nobunaga was captivated by the African's physical prowess, intelligence, and unique background. Seeing potential in Yasuke, Nobunaga decided to take him into his service as a samurai.
Chapter 4: The Path of the Warrior
Yasuke's transformation from a slave to a samurai was fraught with challenges. He had to adapt to the rigorous training, strict code of honor, and the intricacies of Japanese society. But Yasuke's strength, resilience, and determination allowed him to excel, earning the respect of his fellow samurai and the trust of Nobunaga.
Chapter 5: The Unfolding War
As Nobunaga sought to unify Japan under his rule, Yasuke fought by his side in numerous battles. The African samurai's legend grew with each victory, as did his bond with Nobunaga. Together, they faced both triumph and tragedy, navigating the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals that defined the era.
Chapter 6: The Turning Tide
Yasuke's reputation as a skilled and loyal samurai grew, as did his bond with Lord Nobunaga. But in the shadows, the tides of change were brewing. Mitsuhide Akechi, once a loyal ally, had grown disillusioned with Nobunaga's rule. The resentment smoldered within him, fueled by a series of perceived slights and political maneuverings. Mitsuhide's ambition and desire for power began to cloud his judgment.
Yasuke sensed the shift in Mitsuhide's demeanor and grew increasingly wary of the samurai lord. However, loyalty to Nobunaga prevented him from openly voicing his concerns. He instead focused on his duties, ever vigilant and ready to protect his lord at a moment's notice.
One fateful evening, the Oda clan gathered to celebrate their recent victories. Unbeknownst to the revelers, Mitsuhide Akechi's treacherous plan was already in motion.
As the sun rose, the first cries of battle rang out. Mitsuhide's forces had launched a surprise attack on Nobunaga's residence at the Honno-ji Temple. Yasuke fought his way to Nobunaga's side, his sword cutting through the trait "
Prologue:
The sun dipped below the horizon, bathing the Japanese countryside in a warm, amber embrace. Yasuke, a towering, powerfully built African man with skin as dark as midnight, knelt in the courtyard of Nobunaga's castle, his heart thundering with anticipation. A perilous journey had brought him to this moment, and yet, it was only the beginning of a story that would span continents and rewrite history.
Chapter 1: A World Away
In a small village on the Mozambique coast, Yasuke led a simple life, blissfully unaware of the extraordinary destiny that lay before him. His world shattered when slave traders captured him, ripping him from his homeland and thrusting him into a brutal odyssey across the Indian Ocean. Fate, however, had other plans when he reached the bustling port of Goa, India.
In Goa, Jesuit missionaries purchased Yasuke, altering the course of his life. Under their guidance, he embraced Christianity, mastered new languages, and absorbed the ways of the Western world. But the wind had not finished carrying him to his ultimate destination.
Chapter 3: The Enchanted Isles
Loyal to the missionaries, Yasuke accompanied them to Japan, a land shrouded in mystery and allure. He was captivated by its breathtaking landscapes, intricate customs, and refined people. As the first African in Japan, he sparked fascination and intrigue wherever he went.
Chapter 4: Fateful Encounters
Kyoto, the heart of feudal Japan, bore witness to the meeting that would forever change Yasuke's life. Oda Nobunaga, a formidable and influential daimyo, was entranced by Yasuke's physical prowess, intellect, and exotic origins. Recognizing Yasuke's potential, Nobunaga welcomed him into his service as a samurai.
Chapter 5: A Warrior Forged
Yasuke's metamorphosis from slave to samurai was laden with trials. He navigated the grueling training, a rigid code of honor, and the complexities of Japanese society. Undaunted, he flourished, earning the admiration of his fellow samurai and the unwavering trust of Nobunaga.
Chapter 6: A Land Divided
As Nobunaga pursued his vision of a united Japan, Yasuke fought valiantly by his side in countless battles. The legend of the African samurai swelled with each victory, and their unbreakable bond deepened. Together, they braved the treacherous world of shifting alliances and betrayals that shaped the era.
Chapter 7: Whispers of Betrayal
Yasuke's renown as a skilled and devoted samurai expanded, as did his connection with Lord Nobunaga. But beneath the surface, a storm was brewing. Mitsuhide Akechi, once a staunch ally, had grown disillusioned with Nobunaga's leadership. His bitterness festered, fed by perceived slights and political machinations. Consumed by ambition and lust for power, Mitsuhide's judgment faltered.
Chapter 8: The Price of Loyalty
Yasuke detected the change in Mitsuhide's spirit and grew increasingly apprehensive. But his unwavering loyalty to Nobunaga held him back from voicing his suspicions. Instead, he redoubled his efforts, ever watchful and prepared to defend his lord at any cost.
Chapter 9: A Night of Shadows
On a fateful evening, the Oda clan gathered to revel in their recent triumphs, oblivious to the treachery that lurked in the shadows. Mitsuhide Akechi's nefarious scheme had been set in motion.
Chapter 9: A Night of Shadows
As dawn broke, the piercing cries of battle shattered the night's tranquility. Mitsuhide's forces had launched a devastating surprise attack on Nobunaga's residence at the Honno-ji Temple. Yasuke fought relentlessly, his sword cleaving through the treacherous warriors as he made his way to Nobunaga's side.
Chapter 10: Flames of Betrayal
The Honno-ji Temple, once a sanctuary of peace, was now engulfed in flames and chaos. Yasuke and Nobunaga fought back to back, their swords a blur of steel, as Mitsuhide's forces closed in. Despite their valiant efforts, they were outnumbered, and Yasuke could sense the battle was lost. With a heavy heart, he whispered a prayer for Nobunaga's soul, knowing that his lord would never surrender.
Chapter 11: A Promise Unbroken
As the temple crumbled around them, Yasuke was captured by Mitsuhide's soldiers. Imprisoned and stripped of his samurai status, he reflected on the path that had led him to this moment. Amidst the darkness, he found solace in the memories of his life with Nobunaga and his time as a missionary. A fire kindled within him, reigniting a long-forgotten purpose.
Chapter 12: The Road to Redemption
In the chaos following Mitsuhide's coup, Yasuke seized an opportunity to escape. He journeyed across war-torn Japan, seeking refuge and a chance to reclaim his former life. His determination and faith guided him, as did the memory of the missionaries who had once saved him from a life of slavery.
Chapter 13: Rebirth of a Missionary
Yasuke found solace and purpose among a group of missionaries in a remote village. Embracing his past, he became an instrumental figure in their community, sharing his knowledge of Christianity, languages, and the Western world. As he nurtured their faith, Yasuke felt the shadows of his life as a samurai slowly fade, replaced by the warm embrace of spiritual fulfillment.
Chapter 14: A Legacy Unforgotten
Though Yasuke had left the life of a warrior behind, the legend of the African samurai continued to grow. His story inspired generations, a testament to the power of resilience, courage, and the human spirit. It was a tale that transcended borders and time, a reminder that even in the darkest moments, hope and redemption could be found.
Epilogue:
As twilight draped the Japanese countryside, Yasuke stood atop a hill, gazing at the village he now called home. His journey had been one of unimaginable hardship, transformation, and ultimately, redemption. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, Yasuke knew that his story, like the sun's eternal cycle, would continue to inspire and illuminate the hearts of those who heard it.
Prologue
The sun sank behind the horizon as the last vestiges of light bathed the Japanese countryside in a warm, golden glow. Yasuke, a tall, muscular African man with skin as dark as midnight, knelt in the courtyard of Nobunaga's castle, tending to his duties. Though he had traveled a long and treacherous path to reach this moment, his journey had just begun.
Chapter 1: A World Away
In a small village on the Mozambique coast, a young Yasuke lived an ordinary life, unaware of the extraordinary destiny that awaited him. Captured by slave traders and torn from his homeland, he endured a grueling voyage across the Indian Ocean, finally arriving in the bustling port of Goa, India.
It was there that Yasuke's fate took an unexpected turn when he was purchased by Jesuit missionaries. In their service, he learned about Christianity, new languages, and the ways of the Western world.
Chapter 2: The Land of the Rising Sun
As a loyal servant to the missionaries, Yasuke accompanied them on their journey to Japan, a land of mystique and intrigue. The beauty of the land, the complexity of its customs, and the elegance of its people captivated him. As the first African to set foot in Japan, he attracted attention and curiosity from all those who encountered him.
Chapter 3: The Encounter
In Kyoto, the capital of feudal Japan, Yasuke's life changed forever when he met Oda Nobunaga, one of the most powerful and influential daimyos of the time. Nobunaga was captivated by the African's physical prowess, intelligence, and unique background. Seeing potential in Yasuke, Nobunaga decided to take him into his service as a samurai.
Chapter 4: The Path of the Warrior
Yasuke's transformation from a slave to a samurai was fraught with challenges. He had to adapt to the rigorous training, strict code of honor, and the intricacies of Japanese society. Despite these obstacles, Yasuke's strength, resilience, and determination allowed him to excel, earning the respect of his fellow samurai and the trust of Nobunaga.
Chapter 5: The Unfolding War
As Nobunaga sought to unify Japan under his rule, Yasuke fought by his side in numerous battles. The African samurai's legend grew with each victory, as did his bond with Nobunaga. Together, they faced both triumph and tragedy, navigating the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals that defined the era.
Chapter 6: The Turning Tide
Yasuke's reputation as a skilled and loyal samurai grew, as did his bond with Lord Nobunaga. The warlord respected Yasuke's dedication and resilience, a stark contrast to the treachery and self-serving ambitions that plagued many samurai of the era.
Word of Yasuke's prowess reached other daimyos, and whispers of the formidable black samurai began to spread across the provinces. The year was 1579, and the Oda clan had just emerged victorious in the Battle of Tedorigawa. Yasuke had fought valiantly, his towering presence and unmatched strength striking fear into the hearts of his enemies.
As the Oda clan continued to expand its territories, Yasuke's friendship with Nobunaga deepened, and he became a trusted advisor. He learned more about Japanese culture, studied the language, and embraced the customs of his new home.
In the shadows, however, the tides of change were brewing. Mitsuhide Akechi, once a loyal ally, had grown disillusioned with Nobunaga's rule. The resentment smoldered within him, fueled by a series of perceived slights and political maneuverings. Mitsuhide's ambition and desire for power began to cloud his judgment.
Yasuke had sensed the shift in Mitsuhide's demeanor and grew increasingly wary of the samurai lord. However, loyalty to Nobunaga prevented him from openly voicing his concerns. He instead focused on his duties, ever vigilant and ready to protect his lord at a moment's notice.
One fateful evening, the air was heavy with the scent of cherry blossoms, as the Oda clan gathered to celebrate their recent victories. Laughter and the clinking of sake cups filled the air. Unbeknownst to the revelers, Mitsuhide Akechi's treacherous plan was already in motion.
As the sun rose, the first cries of battle rang out. Mitsuhide's forces had launched a surprise attack on Nobunaga's residence at the Honno-ji Temple. The chaos was overwhelming, as friend turned against friend, and the air filled with the acrid smell of smoke and blood.
Yasuke fought his way to Nobunaga's side, his sword cutting through the traitorous samurai with brutal efficiency. The two men made their final stand together, back-to-back, against the relentless onslaught.
In the end, however, they were outnumbered. As Nobunaga fell, mortally wounded, Yasuke continued to fight, but he too was eventually captured. Mitsuhide Akechi, in a twisted display of respect, spared Yasuke's life, acknowledging the loyalty and prowess of the black samurai. Yasuke was sent to the Jesuit missionaries, his future uncertain.
Yasuke's journey had been a remarkable one, from a slave in a foreign land to a trusted advisor and samurai. Despite his extraordinary circumstances, he remained true to himself and his values. His story of strength, resilience, and loyalty would be remembered and honored for generations to come.
Epilogue:
As the sun set on another day in Japan, the whisper of the wind carried the tale of the black samurai, Yasuke, across the land. It would weave its way through the ages, inspiring countless others to rise above adversity and carve their own paths through the storms of life.
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Title: The Black Samurai: Yasuke's Odyssey
Prologue: Whispers of a Stranger
The year was 1579. The shores of Kyoto were caressed by the gentle waves of the Sea of Japan, as a strange vessel approached. Aboard the ship, a tall, dark-skinned man with the bearing of a warrior stood, gazing upon the foreign land that would soon become his home. His name was Yasuke, and he had been brought to Japan by the Jesuit missionaries, sold into servitude and torn from his African homeland.
Chapter 1: Nobunaga's Curiosity
Yasuke's arrival in Kyoto was met with awe and fascination. His ebony skin, unlike anything the Japanese had ever seen, drew the attention of the powerful daimyo Oda Nobunaga. Intrigued by the foreigner's strength and demeanor, Nobunaga requested a meeting with Yasuke. The two men found a mutual respect for each other's warrior spirit, and thus, Yasuke was granted a position in Nobunaga's service.
Chapter 2: The Path of the Samurai
As Yasuke adapted to his new life, he faced many challenges. He struggled to learn the language and customs, as well as the intricacies of the samurai code, Bushido. Despite the adversity, his determination to prove himself to Nobunaga and the other samurai never wavered. Gradually, Yasuke honed his skills in swordsmanship and strategy, earning the respect of his peers and the title of samurai.
Chapter 3: A Warrior's Bond
Yasuke's service to Nobunaga brought him into contact with many prominent figures of the time, including Mitsuhide Akechi, a cunning and ambitious samurai lord. While their friendship was built on mutual admiration and shared experiences on the battlefield, a lingering mistrust lingered beneath the surface. Yasuke could not shake the feeling that Mitsuhide's ambitions would one day prove to be a grave threat to Nobunaga and his empire.
Chapter 4: The Taste of Betrayal
The year was 1582. The air hung heavy with tension as Yasuke rode beside Nobunaga to the Honno-ji temple in Kyoto. Unbeknownst to them, Mitsuhide Akechi had orchestrated a coup against Nobunaga, his forces surrounding the temple and setting it ablaze. Trapped within the inferno, Nobunaga chose to commit seppuku, entrusting Yasuke with his sword and his final words.
Chapter 5: The Black Samurai's Vengeance
As the flames consumed the temple, Yasuke vowed to avenge Nobunaga's death. He fought his way out of the burning temple, cutting down Mitsuhide's men with the ferocity of a wounded tiger. In a final confrontation with Mitsuhide, Yasuke's loyalty and honor as a samurai shone through, but he was ultimately captured and spared by Mitsuhide, who could not bring himself to kill the man he had once called a friend.
Epilogue: The Legend Endures
With Nobunaga's death, Yasuke's fate was uncertain. The events that followed his confrontation with Mitsuhide would become the stuff
Groom, will you take Bride to be your wedded wife to live together in the bons of marriage? Will you love her, comfort, hornor and keep her so long as you both shall live?
Bride, will you take Groom to be your wedded husband to live together in the bonds of marriage? Will you love him, comfort, hornor and keep him so long as you both shall live?
日本では'76年に、フィレス・レーベルの作品がまとめて再発売されたことがありましたが、ボックス形式としては本邦初で、しかもCDのボックスとしては今回が世界初ということになります。また同時に、＜ヒーズ・ア・レベル＞という、関係者のインタビューを中心にした本が白夜書房から発売されます。それを読みながらこのBOXを聞きますと512倍楽しく聞けることを保証致します。
1958年、17才にして彼は”スター”でした。この後ポップスの歴史を彩ることになるクリスタルズやロネッツ、キャロル・キングやバリー・マン、ビーチ・ボーイズやビートルズの誰よりも先に＜NO.1ヒット＞を持っていた！、このことが良くも悪くもスペクターのその後の人生を決定づけたと思います。ポップス史上、#1ヒットを星の数ほど作り続けたリーバー＆ストラーや、ジョージ・マーチンも、自らの＃１ヒットはなく、このことが彼を単に＜プロデューサー＞の範疇では捉えられない最大の理由です。＜彼を知ることは、彼を愛することだ＞というデビュー曲の＜彼＞は、もちろんスペクター本人の意味で、そこには強引さ、傲慢さも感じられますが、実はそれが力強くもあり、＜スターの要素＞そのものだともいえます。彼の仕事ぶりを評して、全てを自分一色に染めてしまう、という批判をよく聞きますが、これはことの本質を理解してい居ない人の発言です。かれは＜裏方＞ではなく＜スター＞なのです！それを、アーティストの持ち味を引き出すのがプロデューサーの仕事だ、という常識的な意味で彼を捉えようとするから批判的になるのです。彼こそが＜スター＞で、誰が歌おうか演奏しようが、他の人は全て脇役なのです。単に映画監督と言う視点でヒッチコックを捉えるとおもしろい解釈は生まれない、というのにも似ています。（誰が主演でもヒッチの映画になります。黒沢さんもそうですね。）
デビュー・アルバム「TEDDY BEARS SING」のB-1「I DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE」の＜ステレオ・バージョン＞はナント、リード・ボーカルの女の子の声が左で、真ん中がフィルのコーラス、しかも、ところどころリード・ボーカルの3倍くらいの大きさでコーラスが＜邪魔をする＞といってもいいほどの前代未聞のバランス！です。
デビュー前からしてこうなのですから、自己主張とかワガママなどという、なまやさしいことではないのです。
SCHOOLもの
のちにブラック・ミュージックにのめり込んでいった彼ですが、スタートは白人ポップスでした。まずは自らのヴォーカリスト、ギターリスト、および作曲家としての才能を試すところからはじめた、というところでしょうか。'50年代後半は、まだ黒人音楽は一般的ではありませんでしたが、若者の間では熱狂的な指示を得ていました。スペクターもいろいろな黒人アーティストを聞いていたようですが、こと自分のデビューに関しては、世間的に穏便な方法をとったところなど＜奇[...]
また'50年代中期には「暴力教室」をはじめ「HIGHSCHOOL CONFIDENTIAL」など＜怒れる若者＞をテーマにした映画が続々と作られ、その代表としてJ・ディーンが登場し、代表作が「理由なき反抗」-REBEL WITHOUT A CAUSE -でした。このように、当時の若者のキー・ワードの一つは＜REBEL＞であり、「乱暴者」のマーロン・ブランドのような皮ジャン、サングラス、バイクというスタイルが流行しました。
彼のでデビュー・ソングはたしかに＜学園もの＞でしたが、それまでの、例えばドリス・デイの「先生のお気に入り」調のホンワカしたものではなく、女の子が自分の想いを直接的、また積極的に＜ナゼわかってくれないの？＞と切々と歌い上げるというのは冬至の若者のフィーリングにピッタシきたようです。実はこの手法、スペクター特有の＜ソフィスティケーションの中の直接性＞というもので、彼を理会する上で大事なことなのです。
ある程度、あるいはそれ以上の音楽の素養がなければミュージシャンや作曲家になれなかったジャズと違って、ギター1本あればだれでもロックンローラーになれる、というのがロックの時代でした。子供が技術を会得して成長し、大人の仲間入りをするのがジャズだとすると、ロックは、子供が子供のままで音楽ができるというのが特徴でした。ヒョットしたらオレにもなれるかもしれないと、多くのシロウトがわれもわれもと参加したことが、音楽の単純化に拍車をかけました。ジャズが豊満でふくよか、とすると、R&Rは骨と皮だけといえましょう。ジャズが大人の音楽で、背景はナイトクラブと女性とお酒が似合いましたが、子供の音楽として誕生したR&Rの背景に一番ピッタリだったのはナント、＜ガレージ＞でした。
麻雀同様4人（あるいは3人）いればすぐにできたのがR&Rの特徴でしたが、ニュー・ヨークのようにせまいところで大声を上げれば、お母さんに怒鳴られるだけですからストリートへ出るわけです。50'sのDoo Wapブームの背景は街角－ストリート・コーナーが似合ったわけです。
それにくらべて土地の広大な中西部や西海岸は車がなければ不便なので、当選、どこの家にもガレージがあり、ここが若者の格好の練習場所となりました（蛇足ですが、今の日本のロックのサウンドの背景は＜貸しスタジオ＞－－密室－－ではないでしょうか？）。さて、楽器は感覚でどうにか弾けますが、作曲というのは簡単そうでもやはり多少の音楽の素養は必要です。しかし、若者の、なんでもいいからR&Rをやりたい！という想いはこんなことではくじけません。骨と皮だけのロックを、さらに皮も捨てて骨だけにしたのです。それが＜ギター・インストゥルメンタル＞でした。これは、楽器を感覚的にかき鳴らすだけですから、とりあえずだれにでもできました。ジャズの単純化がロックとすれば、これはさらに、ロックの単純化で、その極致であったわけです。
これが＜ガレージ・サウンド＞の正体でしたが、この時代に呼応するかのように、新しく生まれた現象がありました。それは、録音機が少しずつ普及し始め、ガレージや居間などでの＜ホーム・レコーディング＞が行われるようになったことです。そして、デモ・テープのような、ある意味では乱暴
チャートに登場するようになり、まさに音楽の大衆化が、内容だけではなく、音質までにも及んだのです（エルビスもバディ・ホリーもデビュー曲は地方の、オヤジさんが社長、オカミさんが専務、というような町工場風のスタジオで録音したものです）。
それまでの録音は、演奏者と録音技師はガラスを隔てて別々の仕事場でした。技師が演奏者にマイクの使い方を指導することはあっても、演奏者の方が技師に注文をつけるというケースはめったにありませんでした。しかし、ホーム・レコーディング特有の、機械いじりの好きな少年の思い付きや、また機材不足からひねりだした斬新な工夫は、新しいサウンドの母体となるのです。
スペクターは、テディー・ベアーズの録音の時から、スタジオ内と調整室を行ったり来たりして、録音技師を困らせていたようですから、コダワリの姿勢は最初からのようです（口述しますが、後年よくいわれるワグナー好きやソウル・ミュージックの追求というのは、スターにありがちな＜後付け＞である、と私は考えています）。
このホーム・レコーディングが、実は＜スペクター・サウンド＞の根幹なのです！＜BACK TO MONO＞の意味もこのことなので、一つのかたまり、大人数、熱気、乱雑の中の整理、複雑の単純化、そして＜ホーム＞、これが彼の求めたものでした。かたまりは＜MONO＞、大人数はミュージシャンの数、熱は＜ハル・ブレインのドラム＞、整理は＜J・ニッチェのアレンジ＞、単純化は＜L・レビンのミックス＞、そしてホームは＜西海岸＞、これがスペクター・サウンドの中味の分析ですが、詳しくはこれも後述します。
この当時のロックンロール少年と同じく、スペクターもギター少年でした。本名のフィル・ハーヴェイとしてインスト・レコードも発表しています。また'58、'59年はインスト・ロックの当たり年で、チャンプ栖の「TEQUILA!」が＃１になったり、B・ホリーのインスト版ともいえるファイヤーボールズ、リンク・レイ、そしてジョニーとハリケーンズ、サント＆ジョニー、サンディー・ネルソン（「TO KNOW HIM～」のドラムはデビュー前の彼です）、そして極め付きはギター・インストの王者、デュアン・エディーの登場でした。
日本ではなぜか、ほとんど評価されませんでしたが、ギターリストとして一番の人気とヒットのあった人で、そのサウンドのユニークさとポップ・シーンへの影響は大きいものがありました。またイギリスでの人気は特に異常で、'60年の人気投票では1位でした（すごい！）。近年リバイバル・ヒットした「PETER GUN」などは後の＜007シリーズ＞や＜バット・マン＞のもとになったともいえますし、日本では未公開の映画「BECAUSE THEY'RE YOUNG」のテーマは、彼の"トワンギー・ギター"と流麗なストリングスとのコンビネーションは、すぐアル・カイオラが取り入れて「荒野の7人」となって登場、西部劇のインスト・テーマの基本形となりました。また「ビートルズがやってくる ヤァ！ヤァ！ヤァ！」のジョージ・マーチン楽団の「リンゴのテーマ」も、まさにD・エディーのマネジャー兼プロデューサーがレスター・シルで、テディー・ベアーズの録音の際、隣のスタジオで仕事をしていて知り合ったといわれ、この人と出会ってなければ＜スペクター・サウンド＞はこの世に存在しなかったといえるほど重大な出会いでした。
シルはこの時すでにスペクターがプロデューサー向きであることを見抜き、早速契約を結び、最初に買った曲のタイトルがナント「BE MY GIRL!」。
スペクターについては、まわりにいた人に才能があったので、本人にそう才能があったわけではない、という人もいますが、これは間違いです。確かにまわりにいた人々は有能でした。しかし、彼はプロデューサーとして一番重要な要素である＜何をやりたいのか＞ということが明確にありました。それは前にも述べましたがいろいろな意味での＜直接性＞というテーマを持っていたことです。これはもちろんR&Rのイディオム（佐野元春調）ですが、荒々しいサウンドの中の直接性より、スペクターがポップスに折り込んだ直接性の方がより＜暴力的＞ですらありました。
例えば、R&Rの時代になって＜BE＞という動詞で始まるビッグ・ヒットは「BE MY BABY」が第1号です（BE CAREFUL～などの慣用句を除く）。簡単なようですが、作る側にまわってみると、これが簡単に言い切れるものではないのです。まさにこれをスパッと言い切れるのが＜スター＞なのです。「TO KNOW HIM～」の断定と「BE」の命令。このシェイクスピア調の、時代がかったともいえる口調が、逆に新味を呼んだのではないでしょうか。この大時代的で、且つ直接的な手法は「I WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND」（ユーモアの点ではJ&Pの方が数段上ですネ！）に共通したものを感じます。
シルと契約直後、スペクターはD・エディのセッションを見学しています。さっそく実地訓練をさせようというシルの計らいで、時は'59年の4月の後半でした。この年のエディーの最大のヒットは6月に発売された「FORTY MILES OF BAD ROAD」（9位）で、この曲はナント＜ベース・ドラムだけをイントロでフィーチャーした、ポップス史上初のヒット曲＞なのです。さて、ベース・ドラムのイントロといえば「BE MY BABY」ですが、この2曲の因果関係についての疑問を、10年ほど前の＜ニュー・ミュージック・マガジン＞で発表したことがありましたが、時期的にはこの推論が成り立つようです。が、モチロン、その因果については全く憶測の域は出ておりません。
エディーのスタジオは1トラックのテープ・レコーダーが1台しかないという粗末な設備ながら、そのエコーを駆使してのサウンド作りは、特に録音にはうるさかった若き日のスペクターには刺激的な体験だったと思われます。トワンギー・サウンドの秘密であった水道管やドラム缶をエコーに使用するという一風変わった手法は（そのためシルは何10個もドラム缶を買い、しかも一番響きのいい缶を探したといいます）スペクターが興味を持たなかったはずはありません。
そのような多彩な録音技術を駆使していた人は、D・エディー・サウンドの製作者＜リー・ヘイズルウッド＞でした（エンジニアはエディー・ブラケット）。ヘイズルウッドといえばナンシー・シナトラとのデュエットやアストロノーツの「太陽の彼方に」の作者として日本ではおなじみですが、エディーのプロデューサーとして最初に評価された人なのです。
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中したスペクターは、一瞬たりともヘイズルウッドの背後から離れなかった＞と発言しています。
その後シルは、スペクターをプロデューサーにすべく、今度はニュー・ヨークのリーバー＆ストラーのもとへ送り込みました。’60年代の代表的なコンビがレノン＆マッカートニーとすれば、’50年代はリーバー＆ストラーの時代で、ロック・ビジネスを目指す人々にとっての目標でした。スペクターの学校の先輩でもあった彼らのデビューに一役買っていたのが、これまたレスター・シルでした。シルがマネージャーをしていたコースターズをきっかけに、ドリフターズ、そしてエルビスへの曲提供やプロデュースを行い、初のR&Rにおける独立プロデューサーとしての地位を確立したのがこの二人なのです。
スペクターにとって、このニュー・ヨークでの修行時代の最大の収穫はベン・E・キングのヒット曲「SPANISH HARLEM」をJ・リーバーと共作できたことでしょう。これはR&Rビジネスへの切符を手に入れた、つまり、お墨付をもらったということ......って、最大の自信となったことは疑う余地はあり.....
ま.... ドリフターズの「THERE GOES MY BABY」...にストリングスをフィーチャーする手法を....ことも＜スペクター・サウンド＞への引金になったと、私は思います。その手法でプロデュースしたジーン・ピットニーの「EVERY BREATH I TAKE」は、全くドリフターズ調でしたが、すでに＜スペクター・サウンド＞は出来上がっていた、ともいえる、本家を凌ぐ作品でした。＜ゴフィン＆キング＞との最初の作品でしたが、この日のセッションにはリーバー＆ストラーをはじめ、B・バカラック、B・マン＆C・ウェイル、アルドン出版社の代表のD・カーシュナーら、そうそうたる顔ぶれが集まったといいます。そしてこの作品が、ここに集まった全ての人にスペクターの印象を強く与えることとなり、一緒の仕事が始まるわけです。特にこの曲で印象深いのはドラムのフレーズですが、G・ゴフィンの証言によれば、フィルはドラマーのゲイリー・チェスターに指示をして、それが実に的確だった、ということです。
この修行時代にすでに、J・ニッチェやH・ブレインがいなくても、これだけのものを作っていたことは見落とせません。スペクター・サウンドを作ったのはやはり彼なのです。
この曲は残念ながら大ヒットにはなりませんでしたが、来たるべき＜スペクターの時代＞の幕開けを飾るにふさわしい素晴らしい曲でした。
また、この頃、レスター・シルとリー・ヘイズルウッドは共同活動を解消、スペクターは新たなパートナー、いわば後釜としてシルと関係を結び、それが二人の頭文字を合わせた＜PHIL+LES＞の誕生となりました（シルとヘイズルウッドのレーベル名は二人の息子の頭文字から＜GREG＋MARK＞というものでした）。
'60年代初めにシュレルズがキャロル・キングの名作＜WILL YOU STILL LOVE ME TOMORROW＞
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「私が間違っていると、どうぞ証明してください」スコット・リッター
Scott Ritter "Prove me wrong”/ Diane Sare
※残念ですが、私の限られた翻訳の時間の関係からスコット・リッターの発言部分(0:00~15:04)のみの全訳になります。
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①スコット・リッター：このフォーラムに招いてくれてありがとうございます。私はダイアンの合唱団が演奏するワグナー(モーツアルト)の『レクイエム』を聴いて、胸を打たれました。私は、ダイアンのようなクラシック音楽愛好家ではありません。
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②スコット：私は労働者階級の家に育ち、労働者階級的な音楽環境の下で育ちました。しかし、現在、私たちが直面している核戦争の危機を端的に表現していると思う音楽を私はここで紹介できます。 Johnny Cashの ”The man comes around”という曲です。実際に死の床から歌ったような凄みがあります。
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“And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked, and behold, a pale(white) horse
And his name, that sat on him, was Death
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私は目を凝らして、それを見つめた。私がそこに見たものは一頭の蒼ざめた馬であった。
それに跨る者の名を「死」という。
地獄が彼の後に付き従う。(TSSP
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⑤スコット：まさにこれこそが、私たちが今いる世界です。私たちはここで遠い未を話しているのではありません。ここから見える直近の未来図は地獄のような地上の有様です。こうして私たちが話をしている間にも「死」が青ざめた馬にまたがっているのです。
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⑥スコット：もし、あなたがまだその事に気づかないのなら、あなたはそのまま喜び勇んでその深淵へと向かうのです。ヘルガが話したアルマゲドン、水爆核戦争の深淵へと向かうのです。私たちは今、文字通り水爆核戦争の瀬戸際にいます。
「東京は既に軍事力の大幅な増強を決定。アジアの某国を舞台にしてウクライナ工兵への訓練を支援し、ナチ・キエフに対しては日立製作所を中心とした発電機合計300余機を直送するなど、具体的にもナチ・ウクライナ支援を進める。中国への攻撃手段と準備を開始することと併せて、中、ロからの報復を覚悟してと理解するが、果たしてそれが可能であるか否かは不明だ。私は日本列島を防衛するには魔術師でさへも至難との司馬遼太郎師の警告を憶い浮かぶ」
ドイツの豹戦車など意味がない。既にイタリアの戦車は歯が立たない。
「ウクライナが勝っているとそのカルトぶりを公に晒してなんら痛くも、痒くも、頬になにも疾らない人は、間違いなく死ぬ。なぜ死ぬかはこれから火をみるよりあきらかになる。そうでない人、生き残る可能性が強い人たちに向けては次の数字は有効に働くだろう。2022年2月24日からきょうまでナチス・ウクライナが失った数字だ。航空機374機、ヘリコプター200機、戦車及び歩兵戦闘車7,569台、特殊戦闘車813台、野砲及び迫撃砲965基、多連装ロケット・システム985基。地対空ミサイル983基、無人攻撃機2,903機。ここでもう一つの指標を記す。彼らが事変前に保有していた航空機は、戦斗機が98、特殊作戦機3、輸送機59、練習機61、ヘリコプター15、無人攻撃機6だ。誰が敗北するのか？。答えはもう出ている。それでも風車に向かって突進する。その答えは更にくっきり見える」
