Another's Poison
The Japanese are
now being told, with examples, that America "is a barbaric nation unparalleled
in the world." The examples are taken from our civilian life, not from
our military performance, and they include wrestling matches, blackface
comedians, plays like "Tobacco Road," and actresses selling kisses for
war bonds. A retort will doubtless come easily to American lips, but it
is interesting, nevertheless, to show the difference in mores. The exercise,
moreover, is helpful in understanding Japanese psychology, and in the task
ahead understanding is more helpful than invective, being fundamental to
the waging of psychological warfare, and no less essential when the shooting
is over.
Much of our psychological
warfare, for instance, was undone when the magazines ran pictures of Japanese
skulls and bones that had been fashioned by some of our soldiers into souvenirs
for their sweethearts. Copies found their way to Japan. They filled the
Japanese with more horror than they filled Americans, though Americans
from the President down expressed it. For a religious connotation is attached
to their dead among the Japanese people, who, though irreligious as a rule,
have a respect for the dead greater than ours. Even the irreligion of the
Japanese coexists with a filial piety which almost amounts to religion,
and there is none of the blank irreligion to be encountered in Western
lands.
Exhibitionism,
free and easy relations between the sexes - these things are never found
in Japan. The Japanese in particular think of promiscuous osculatory and
other contacts between men and women as quite uncivilized. But we don't
see what the Japanese mean in arraigning our wrestling as a barbaric spectacle.
Wrestling is an ancient and popular sport in Japan, whence, of course,
came the aristocratic pastime known as jujitsu. The "huge and horrible
looking monsters" (vide the Japanese commentator) in our rings are duplicated
in Japan, where professional wrestlers are several times as big as ordinary
folk. Perhaps the Japanese are thinking of the lack of etiquette and artistry
in some forms of American wrestling. In Japan wrestling has all the protocol
of a Spanish bull-fight. But, when all is said and done, our barbarisms
are pretty pallid by comparison with theirs, and the stories from the Pacific,
from cannibalism among themselves to the mutilation of our wounded and
the fiendish brutality shown to our prisoners, put a gap between the standards
of the two countries.