Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Symbols: Chrysanthemums & The Emperor

The other day I took a walk to the Imperial Palace area in Tokyo. While the Imperial Palace, home of Japan's emperor and imperial family, is open to the public only two days a year, visitors can walk around the gardens. Japan's imperial family is the oldest hereditary monarchy in the world, dating back to the sixth century BC. The family crest is the kiku -- chrysanthemum. I saw chrysanthemums all over the city of Tokyo -- in flower boxes, on pillars and posts, on the 50 yen coin, embroidered on handtowels alongside an image of the main government building called the Diet, shown in real life below with a visiting school group. Japan is a parlimentary political system with two chambers in its governing body, rather like the United States Congress. The major party in the Diet appoints the prime minister. The emperor has no direct power in the government but is a "symbol of the state", playing a largely ceremonial part in the nation's life.





11 Comments:

At 12/20/2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thats really cool that you got to go to Japan

 
At 12/12/2008, Anonymous Nunya Bissness said...

wear mittens or your fingers will fall of.

Also, whatch the birthday turtles. If you see them wearing red birthday hats with the # 9 on them in your local seafood bazaar. then you will know that the kitties have taken over planet Zargon in the andromeda galexy.

 
At 12/12/2008, Anonymous Anonymous said...

SAUCY

 
At 12/13/2008, Anonymous SauceMaester said...

DAYUMM BOY I LOVE SAUCE!!! HOOK ME UP?

 
At 12/13/2008, Anonymous TheRusty said...

Y'know what else is cool? Dead cabbages. I could shop my BUTT off all day shoppin' for some good ol' cabbages. Nunya Bissness is right. I LIKE PIE. Moo.

 
At 12/13/2008, Anonymous Spendin' said...

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All that junk inside your trunk?
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Get you love drunk off my hump.
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My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Brother I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.

My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,

She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can't touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
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So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin' got you,

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

 
At 12/14/2008, Anonymous PhunBrowdzz said...

Whoa...Japan...home of the BEANZ

 
At 12/14/2008, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Do you like pie also?

 
At 12/14/2008, Anonymous Anonymous said...

LOLLLLLLLL!!! u left the lyrics 2 "my hump"

 
At 12/31/2008, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, Anonymous please stop being saucy

 
At 5/22/2009, Anonymous Child said...

hey mama browder

 

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