Above photo: Hiroshi Furukawa photos Below Map: Just World Map
The first thing that people asked me when in the States in early June was, “How bad is it in Japan?”
I gave the only possible answer, “Bad. Very, very bad.”
Radiation is here to stay and it won’t abate anytime soon.
But what exactly does that mean?
Tepco is nowhere close to getting the situation under control and in their efforts to keep cooling the melted down reactors at Fukushima Daiichi, they are creating massive amounts of highly radioactive water with no place to store it. Efforts to filter, then recycle the water have not been highly successful. So far.
Radiation is slowly seeping into the air and leaching into the ground supply. The dismal prognosis is that we could be living with these low-grade radioactive releases for perhaps a decade or more.
For us, 215 kilometers from Fukushima Daiichi, it’s hard to gauge the long-term effects. Now four and a half months after the Tohoku Earthquake, life in outer Saitama meanders along as if it all never happened. No one really talks about the radiation or the fact that tens of thousands of people from Miyagi prefecture are still living in shelters all over Japan. We continue to eat local produce, and as it stands now, there is no immediate threat. I love how we are told there is no “immediate” danger from the radiation.
But then, what else can we do? Where could we possibly go? And do we really need to? Recently, my 16-year-old son Andrew somehow convinced me that riding a scooter to work would be safer than riding a bike. Having just read an article on the high risk of cyclists being hit by passing motorists, he caught me at a good moment. I weighed the risks, and gave in to letting him buy a scooter. Does he have a better chance of getting killed on the scooter than getting cancer at 46? Definitely.
Risk is all around us. And if any of you are parents, you will know the agony of letting our child go out on the street on his or her bike for the first time alone. Or of letting our teenagers drive, or even go out with friends. What are they doing? Are they drinking…smoking…or, god forbid, drugging?
So perhaps we are all playing Russian roulette with the future health of our children, but one thing I am certain, every other part of our life is pristinely “clean.” We live in an 80-year-old traditional sod and wood farmhouse that breathes real air (and dust) from the outdoors. We do not use air conditioning (even in the sweltering summer), or forced air heat. We eat simple foods with no additives or chemicals. We do not buy prepared foods.
In the last 23 years, I have seen Japan embrace convenience stores and readymade foods with a vengeance. While this food certainly (on the surface) appears more healthy than the typical fast food available in the United States, make no mistake that the so-called well-balanced bento box meals available at convenience stores on almost every corner in Japan are laden with chemicals and preservatives. It’s cheap food made cheaply.
Maybe now is the time to take back the heart of Japan. Maybe now is the time to go back to a simple farm diet. Miso, soy sauce, salt, and vinegar. Those are the true preserving agents of Japan. People can’t do much about the increase of radiation in their lives, but they can do something about what they put in their bodies or in the bodies of their children. Now is the time to embrace clean food.
So where can people find this clean food? Farmers.
Sadly, farming in the Kanto region (eastern Japan) has taken a huge hit because many Tokyoites are boycotting food from the whole region. Kind of mind-boggling when you think about the fact that parts of Kanto are certainly further away from Tokyo than parts of Kansai. You can’t just boycott a whole region. It makes no logical sense. Also it is effectively destroying lives of farmers who have no problem with radiation on their crops. But Tokyoites as urban dwellers have little connection to, or understanding of, the land or of the people who have been growing the food that has been consumed in their city for generations.
I find it ironic that Fukushima Daiichi was built to supply energy to Tokyo, and not used by the local inhabitants. Ironic that some people in Tokyo can turn away from the people and area that kept them supplied with food and energy. Ironic and sad.
But I suppose it’s all about ignorance and lack of transparency. The truth is, there have been many lies told about the situation at Fukushima Daiichi. A source in the Chinese embassy reports that the Japanese foreign office gathered heads of foreign embassies together a few days after the earthquake and advised them to evacuate their citizens. This news comes as no surprise to me as on March 17, I had reported via Facebook,
“The American government took a sharp right turn on its stance early today, deviating from the Japanese party line, by urging American citizens in a 80 km radius of the nuclear reactor to evacuate or stay inside (as opposed to the 20 km-30 km advised by the Japanese government). But realistically, there is nowhere for the Japanese to go, even if they did start advising more drastic evacuation.
Late this afternoon, the American government took an even stronger position and has initiated "authorized evacuations" for American citizens who want to leave Japan.
More rumors circulate that Tepco families at Fukushima Daiichi left right after the earthquake. And the head of Tepco was MIA for a couple weeks post-earthquake. The Japanese press (which relies heavily on ad revenue from nuclear power related sources) was mild in it’s reporting of the nuclear disaster. The foreign press was vilified for being sensationalist, and foreigners despised for “escaping,” were called “flyjins” (a take off on “gaijin” or “foreigner” in Japanese).
But most unconscionable is that the Japanese government did not tell its citizens about the huge release of radiation following a hydrogen blast on March 12 in Reactor No. 1, until two months after the release. So in the end, were those foreigners so wrong to leave? No. In fact, they should have left sooner. WE should have left sooner. On Tuesday, March 15, I got an email from my older sister Pam telling me to send the boys to the U.S. When I mentioned it to my husband Tadaaki, he looked at me and walked away without a word, having given no credence to Pam’s (apparent) over reaction. Thursday night, he started to think otherwise, and by Friday, Tadaaki’s position was that I should leave with the boys and he’d “hold down the fort” with his 83-year-old mom, and our cat and dog. Oh, and the 3000 chickens.
Tadaaki tried to pack Baachan (granny) off onto the bullet train to Kansai to stay with his brother, as he had some wild idea of grabbing the cat and dog and jumping into his van to outrun the imminent nuclear blast. Once his gas ran out, he was prepared to run. Oh yes, another point was that, mysteriously, gasoline was hard to come by, so no one could get very far even if they wanted to. Mysterious.
But, all that doesn’t matter any more, because obsessing about what happened in the past is pointless. Life is now and we should not let the presence of radiation consume us. Who really knows, or who can really understand, how much radiation is around us, or what that means in the long run. I certainly don’t.
I check in periodically to NHK World: Society & Others and I get updates from the New York Times on the nuclear disaster. Otherwise, I read the Japan Times twitter feed and sometimes click to the links. If I’m feeling like it.
Right now I have the field calling my name as the weeds are already starting to engulf. The hot, hot unusually dry spell that lasted for most of June and July segued into a cool typhoon. Bringing what I hear was “black rain.” Oh dear.
No time to worry about the black rain since there’s nothing I can do about it, so I carry on with our lives. My Japanese Farm Food manuscript and photos are due September 1st, and I’m thinking in a more positive vein. I’m thinking about how simply (and naturally) we live and about how clean the air is in our house and this little agricultural area in which we live. And I’d not trade this way of life (radiation and all) for life in the Bay Area where I grew up, because even there I feel far removed from the farm and this “real” way of life.
And as for the Tokyo people who are shunning Kanto produce…well Tokyo can be a fickle town. But then the sense of community has been long lost in urban areas. And that sense of community is really what created the collective energy that enabled Japan to rise up from the ashes of World War II. I wonder if now there will be a renewed interest in recapturing the rural customs of cooperation and mutual support.
I hope so.
Hope so too, Nancy. Good to see you posting again.
Cheers,
Vince
Posted by: Vince Ricci | July 22, 2011 at 12:35 AM
It was mountain I had to climb. But how well you know. We're in this together. Hope your family is surviving life in Tokyo. (Especially little Luca.)
Posted by: [email protected] | July 22, 2011 at 12:58 AM
Being physically and culturally closer to Japan than the rest of the US, the situation in Japan is more so in the forefront of our consciousness here in Hawaii, from the many people that have relatives and friends in Japan, to our dependence on Japanese tourism and people for our economy here. Your expression of how you need to deal with the radiation there makes our concern over how much radiation has gotten into our water supply and food supply like milk seem so trivial. My wife is so concerned about radiation, that she doesn't want me giving milk to my son, opting for soy milk instead, which still could be affected by radiation. How much more you need to be faced with it, even with the spectre of the memory of the original black rain that came from Hiroshima. Because Hawaii and Japan are so linked, your distress has been more aware of here, from the conflicting news stories about the conditions there, to the direct affirmations from people going to and coming from Japan. It is overwhelming to even imagine how you must have to deal with it. So hard to try to not think about it as you continue on with life, but so much harder to acknowledge and accept the conditions that are there. Gambate.
Posted by: Rodney Fong | July 22, 2011 at 02:27 AM
Nancy, it is good to read your posts again. Welcome back.
And I think you are very correct in your assertion that the time to get back to clean food is now.
Our bodies fend off a variety of insults every day, and minimizing the insults you can minimize should help bolster your bodies ability to fend off the insult you can't minimize.
And look at those weeds! Get out there! Do you some sort of wheeled hoe or weed cutter in that sitation? A lawn mower? I almost suggested a weed whacker, but, um, there's that two-stroke engine smoke thing.....
Posted by: Preeva Tramiel | July 22, 2011 at 10:04 AM
Nancy, I think your comment,("obsessing about what happened in the past is pointless. Life is now and we should not let the presence of radiation consume us. Who really knows, or who can really understand, how much radiation is around us, or what that means in the long run. I certainly don’t.") is right on. Remember the George Bernard Shaw quote; "Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow you'll die."
We are still really only children in terms of understanding the critical elements that will determine our lives paths. I'm currently sitting here in Woodside in a cloudless day looking at and enjoying my garden with really no knowledge of what the future will bring and what I could have done in the past to change it.
It's good hearing from you,
Lee
Posted by: Lee Isgur | July 22, 2011 at 11:21 AM
Rodney: Yes, I was a bit impatient with a fellow food blogger who posted from California wondering about the safety of the milk back in March. It seemed so surreal to worry at such a long distance compared to our close proximity. It was a bit like, huh? On the other hand, look at me worrying while there are families much, much closer. Way too close. Can you imagine their lives and how it might be affecting their children? Really unthinkable. So I shouldn't even gripe. We still have our home and food supply. Speaking of which, I'd worry more about the possible GMO soybeans and agricultural chemicals being used on the soy milk, over the trace amounts of radiation in Hawaiian milk. Good to hear from you as well.
Preeva: An underlying theme, that I never quite got around to saying clearly is that despite the convenience store foods, agricultural chemicals, and radiation, I still feel that life in rural Japan is way far and above less deeply chemicalized or over-processed as life in the U.S. I don't think the normal person sees how far food has come away from the simple farm food ate a few generations back by our families. And another thing I forgot to say is that this is the first year we have not had an invasion of the American white moth caterpillars all over the chestnut trees in the backyard. Now that is scary. Really scary. As for the weeds, when it gets bad like this Tadaaki does take out the weed whacker, that said, he did it about 10 days ago. They grow at a phenomenal rate. I was supposed to weed close to the plants, but the book has got to be the priority (don't tell him, though).
Lee: I heard from Betsy recently. She's in Provence and meeting up with Patricia and Walter. I wish. I'll be in California (Berkeley) early September. Monday at Chez? Thanks for the wise words. I still need to make it to Woodside to see the famed "garden."
Posted by: [email protected] | July 22, 2011 at 06:11 PM
No Caterpillars? Hmmmm.
Could be a lot of things, not all bad...
I had a terrible plague of oak moth caterpillars for about 4 years. It got worse and worse, then peaked and declined when the wasps and birds got wise to the caterpillars. Now I hardly notice them.
Posted by: Preeva Tramiel | July 22, 2011 at 09:47 PM
Preeva: I love your optimism and perhaps you are right, but since this is the 22nd summer I have lived in Kamikawa-machi, and this is the first summer we have been inundated with caterpillars...I'm not thinking it is nature taking her course. And neither does Tadaaki. Also, according to Tadaaki, the skies have been wild at sunset and sunrise (not the I would know as I'm either cooking or sleeping at those times).
Posted by: [email protected] | July 22, 2011 at 10:55 PM
Your posts always give me plenty to think about Nancy - the situations that families in Japan are facing, as well as how we will all face the changing world and reclaim our humanity and connection to this world and to each other.
May you continue to find strength, clarity and hope in the days ahead.
Posted by: Sarah O'Toole | July 27, 2011 at 04:51 PM
Sarah: I've been wondering how you all have been doing. Christopher is back for the summer. Both he and Andrew bleached their hair blond. Too weird. Andrew is busy working at Ra (Kanchan's new place), and I've roped Christopher into doing the Summer Camps with Alyssia (the only teacher now). Yumiko will be the Teaching Assistant. Her English is really good these days. (I'll be holed up in the playroom working.) Thanks for your sensitive comments. I'm glad that my ramblings provoke some thoughts. Off to the fish shop...
Posted by: [email protected] | July 27, 2011 at 11:02 PM
Oh and Sarah, I meant to point out that the smily little purple-shirted boy is Kirin, Kashuku's garrulous younger brother (5 years old) and the other wild man is Ryuki, Mana's 4-year-old brother. Time flies, right?
Posted by: [email protected] | July 28, 2011 at 09:56 PM
I've missed your updates, Nancy. Your post - positive, negative or otherwise - enrich the world. Keep on keeping connected to this community of online friends.
Posted by: Karen Seehaus Papson | July 31, 2011 at 09:47 AM
Thanks for the encouragement, Karen. I must say it feels sooo, so good to be in a good place writing-wise. Funny how life events (not just the earthquake, et al) can derail us. I'm making good progress on the book and have even sketched out the next blog post...not on natto, though.
Posted by: [email protected] | August 03, 2011 at 07:45 PM