Once in a while one should write a silly post. This one is about apples and how my absurd brain connects them with Japan. Enjoy this tasty stream of consciousness.
The first song we heard in Japanese Culture class was ringo no uta (リンゴの唄 “song of the apple”). This song was the first hit after World War II in Japan. Featuring the song in the movie Soyokaze, composer and producer Tadashi Manjōme tried to change the dark feelings of war legacy into a happy and cheerful mentality. The first attempt to release ringo no uta failed because of censorship by the military government. The music was too soft and didn’t contribute to the fighting spirit of the people.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away. I obediently follow this rule and have an apple for breakfast every day. A Japanese girl told me how she was astonished by the fact that those Europeans eat A WHOLE apple each. It seemed she received one as dessert during the flight to Belgium and was quite puzzled what to do with that enormous thing. In Japan, they share it with the family. Fruit is indeed expensive. For one apple you count down ¥130 (=€1 or $1.35), while in Belgium you pay €2.42 for one kilo, that is €0.48 (= $0.63) per each. Japanese apples are carefully wrapped and sold by the piece. We buy them per kilo.
I’m not the only one who loves apples, Steve Jobs apparently loved them too. I read this very interesting article How Apple is more Japanese than Japan. The author draws resemblances between company structure, design (although those are not the main focus of the article), Japan’s wrapping culture (I will write a lot about that later) and the personality of Steve Jobs himself. If we may believe Nobuyuki Hayashi’s article, Steve Jobs was born American by accident instead of Japanese.
And here I am, writing blogs on my MacBook with ringo no uta playing while eating an apple. You can expect some serious talk next time.