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The Sacrificial Light – Wakasa’s Tears 7: Two Homes (From The Chunichi, a local newspaper in Nagoya)


wakasa 7     “That’s a monster of civilization. You don’t need to go and rest near the monster’s coffin in old age.” (“Kokyo (Hometown)” Tsutomu Mizukami)

     The sun was setting in Wakasa’s sea. It was as beautiful as the one she had seen in her childhood. The beach in Mihama, Fukui Prefecture, is the archetypal scenery of her home for Miki Suzuki, 44. But Miki is a little afraid of the place now. “We also have ones here.” Her eyes were directing to the white domed nuclear reactors.

     Miki came back to her home town Mihama two years ago. Until then she had lived with her husband in Fukushima’s Minami Soma for 20 years. She evacuated to her mother’s home from that nuclear accident. The nuclear power plant in Mihama has been a familiar existence for her since she was a child. Most of her relatives and acquaintances work for the power station. She entered a local bank after graduating from the high school, and worked at one of its branches near the powerhouse. The slogan of the day at the bank was “Let’s solicit deposit to workers at the nuclear power stations!” It was the late bubble economy in 1980s, when a sodium-cooled fast reactor “Monju” was being built in Tsuruga the next town to Mihama, and many workers came to Fukui.

     Miki’s home town was getting affluent. She left Mihama, looking at the sight. She got married a man at the age of 21 and moved to Minami Soma in Fukushima Prefecture. Her husband was a teacher in Fukushima. “In Fukushima, the sun rises from the sea,” he said. The climate and the language were different there from her home town, but its local people were very friendly and Miki had two daughters. She was happy there. She was going to live there forever as her second home town until Fukushima No.1 Nuclear Power Plant, which was in 25 kilometers south of her house, exploded…

     As soon as Miki and her family evacuated to Mihama, her husband went back to Fukushima for his job and her older daughter entered a university in Tokyo. After she and her younger daughter were staying at her mother’s house for a while, they decided to move to an apartment for victims of the disaster. But her home town offered an old building of Kansai Electric Power Company standing along the sea. “What if a big tsunami comes? What would happen to the nuclear power station?” She who had lost her home in Fukushima because of the radioactive contamination felt like being hit her mental bruise. Hinako, the younger daughter, had to say goodbye to all of her friends in Minami Soma and to enter a junior high school in Mihama. She cried in her bed every night: “I wanna go back to Fukushima! I don’t mind being exposed to radiation!” Moreover, she sometimes shouted “This is not a home. Just a box!”

     In the spring last year, one year after Miki’s evacuation, when the plan of the resumption of Ohi No.3 and No.4 Nuclear Reactors came alive, Mike sent a message to the governor of Fukui Prefecture. She thanked for the support for the victims, but opposed to the resumption: “Please don’t forget many victims are living in Fukui.” She did not receive anything from the governor. And soon the nuclear power plant restarted.

     Hinako has entered a high school in Fukui, but still now she says: “This is your home town, not mine, Mom.” The evacuation instruction has been left around her home in Fukushima. “Are you coming?” Whenever Miki’s husband says so, she wants to go back. But she cannot say “Let’s go home,” to her daughter because the radioactive density is still more than 10 times the normal value there.

     “What does richness mean?” Now Miki is thinking about that when she looks at handsome roads and tunnels in Mihama and Tsuruga. “Everything might have been in exchange for security.” She is now suffering the reality between her two home towns: Fukushima and Wakasa. Home is a comforting, nostalgic, and relaxing place for everyone. My hometowns have changed. Nuclear Power Plants have changed them…

(The Chunichi June 3, 2013, translated by Moshimoshimo)

The Sacrificial Light – Wakasa’s Tears 6: The dancing village (From The Chunichi, a local newspaper in Nagoya)


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    “As long as you have this thing called nuclear power plant, you belong to a big family who lives under the control of it.” (“Kokyo (Hometown)” Tsutomu Mizukami)

     The mirrors occupying the wall reflect children’s emotions prosaically: happy smiles when they succeed, chagrined faces when they fail, and sometimes sulky eyes. This is a dancing school held on Sundays. It is located on the third floor of a multiple-tenant building in Obama, Fukui Prefecture.

     “Children are great. They absorb anything,” said Kiyoto Takada, 29, the instructor. He works there for a very low amount of money because he is happy to see the development of children. Kiyoto’s day job is a worker at the nuclear power plant in Ohi next to Obama. He joined a local company which maintains intake pumps at the powerhouse four years ago.

     He was born and raised in Obama. After graduating from the junior high school, he became an apprentice cook in Osaka, but he quit it soon and hoboed. He could not keep at any jobs for long. But he likes his present job because he takes pride in his work which supports the energy of Japan, and “the income is good and it’s stable.” He bought a ring equivalent to his two months salaries at a department store in Kyoto for his girlfriend one year after he began working at the company. The nuclear power plant brought him a secure feeling: “I can live in my home forever.”

     Kiyoto is not only the person who has a sense of security in the village. Two of his friends, who have known him since they were children and are his fellow dancers, also work for the nuclear plant. Kiyoto and his friends often booze up at the beach, where they enjoy talking about old times. “We might be separated if we didn’t have the power station.”

     He could not believe his eyes while watching TV news that day when Fukushima No.1 Nuclear Power Plant exploded. “What if the same thing happens?” Ohi Nuclear Power Plant is located on the sea. Fear of tsunami went through his mind, but disappeared soon. The accident was something far away for him.

     “No Nuke!” After the disaster, the public mind went to the antinuclear power movement, and all of the nuclear power stations in Japan stopped working in May last year. Since then Kiyoto sometimes worked at a thermal power generation instead of the nuclear power station. He became anxious. “What will happen in the future?” That was why he was relieved when the government decided to restart Ohi Nuclear Power Station one month later the suspension.

     “No Resumption!” Anti-nuke people were shouting at the gate of the power station that day when Ohi No.3 and No.4 Reactors resumed. But there were no local people who Kiyoto knew in the group. “They’re just outsiders.” Kiyoto thought that when he was heading for the station by car through those protesting people.

     “We need nuclear power stations.” Because he believes that, he feels anxiety about the existence. He noticed by the accident in Fukushima that there was no guaranty of the nuclear power plants’ permanent continuation. Most of the villagers would have to let go of their rich lives if they lost the nuclear power station. How would the village be after the children grow up? Kiyoto thinks about his village’s future when he sees those dancing kids. He is now holding back fear in loud music.

(The Chunichi June 2, 2013, translated by Moshimoshimo)

The Sacrificial Light – Wakasa’s Tears 4: The Memory of a School (From The Chunichi, a local newspaper in Nagoya)


wakasa 4     You might not notice, but the village has been dreary somehow. (“Kokyo (Hometown)” Tsutomu Mizukami)

     I heard even beating wings of a kite which was flying in the air. There was a wooden building covered with ivies before me. “That used to be an elementary school.” A farmer who was planting rice in a rice terrace nearby said that and wiped the sweat. He is Akio Taniguchi, 72. “Most of the adults in this area studied there.” It was a prewar elementary school building for children who lived in the heart of Mt. Aoba in Takahama-cho, Fukui Prefecture.

     Tsutomu Mizukami, who was a novelist and was from Ohi-machi next to Takahama-cho, used to be a teacher at the school for two years from 1944, when the war was near to end. He taught some 30 students who were from the first to the fourth grade there. He evacuated from Tokyo, where there were many air raids, and got a job as an assistant teacher near his hometown.

     “My older sister Takako was one of his students,” said Akio, looking up at the old building. Akio’s sister whom Mizukami, then 25, called “Taka-chan” was in the first grade. She was born with a mental handicap and had not been abscent from school for a long time. According to the former teacher, she “has a weak will to study and causes troubles for other students.” But Mizukami visited her and recommended attending school. Akio said, “I’m sure that both of my sister and mother were very happy to hear that.”

     After coming back to school, Taka-chan showed a special skill. When children had to gather food for soldiers, she went deep into the mountains and picked lots of Japanese butterburs. Her classmates who had evacuated from Tokyo or Osaka widened their eyes in surprise. One day, Taka-chan was missing. She went too deep into the mountains. All of the teachers and the students searched her and the children shed tears of relief when they found her. After the war, Mizukami wrote this: Under the sunset, the tearing children were beautiful.

     Mizukami appeared at the school building again in the fall of 1976, after he had achieved success as a writer. Ex-students of his held a class reunion. Akio remembers how his sister was that day. “She welcomed him at the school gate with her mother. She is smiling as she used to be with her teacher on a photo.” At that time, the village was changing dramatically. Two years before the class reunion, the first reactor of Takahama Nuclear Power Plant, which was 4 kilometers north of the school, started. After that, the construction of the power station was continued, and totally four reactors were built. Akio left his rice fields up to his wife and parents, and worked at the construction. “I’ve ever worked there for 24 hours straight.” It seemed that the nuclear power plant was the strongest architecture in the world to him at that time. He does not deny that the nuclear power plant has given richness to the villagers still now.

     The old school was closed in 1983 when a new building with reinforced concrete was built near the old one with government subsidies. But Akio has often thought, “We’ve had enough…” since he saw exploded Fukushima No.1 Nuclear Power Plant on TV. Even after the village got a nuclear power station, young people have kept leaving their hometown to urban areas. The scenery of rice terraces is beautiful, but most of them exist just as tourist attractions. Taka-chan passed away eight years ago at the age of 67. It was just a year after Mizukami’s death. Until the end of her life, Akio’s sister had carried that old photo all the time with her. Today, there is no child to go to the school with reinforced concrete.

(The Chunichi May 30, 2013, translated by Moshimoshimo)

The Sacrificial Light – Wakasa’s Tears 3: “Nucleic” and “Archaic” 2 (From The Chunichi, a local newspaper in Nagoya)


wakasa 3     Everyone who lived in the mountains used to be a messenger of God. (“Kokyo (Hometown)” Tsutomu Mizukami)

     Yuichi Hamagami, 65, was scared of the dark when he was a child. His family has lived in Oshima Peninsula, Fukui Prefecture, for generations. The Hamagamis is the guardian for one of 32 sacred forests called “Niso-no-mori” in the peninsula. There is a festival for their ancestors who broke in the area in each forest every November. Yuichi has joined the festival since he was a little child to help his father. Before dawn, little Yuichi was jerked from slumber by his father and went to their forest. There was no street lamp. Yuichi’s role was holding a paper lantern in the darkness. He could not help running because he thought he was seen by something from the darkness.

     It was the latter half of 1960s when villagers in Oshima Peninsula received a construction plan of a nuclear power plant. Yuichi’s father was a town councilor at that time and was the most strident supporter of the project. Some people said he was after money because he owned some parts of the planned site. But Yuichi says, “My father just wanted to enrich our hometown.”

     Yuichi’s father passed away from lung cancer in 1978 just a year before Ohi Nuclear Power Plant’s No.1 reactor started. He was 56 years old. Still young. That is why some says “He was cursed by God in the forest.” Four years before he passed away a bridge called “Aoto-no-ohashi” between the peninsula and hometown was built. The construction of roads was also going on. Motorization was going to come to the remote area. Yuichi’s father cut down a part of the forest and made a car park there. According to the tradition, human intervention is forbidden to the forest. It is a taboo even to take a small twig home from the forest…

     “I don’t believe rumors, but I kind of feel creepy.” After his father’s death, Yuichi built a small shrine in the forest, where there had been just a sacred stone. Besides he has held every rite. But he does not think it is the fault of the nuclear power plant if his father passed away from a curse. Yuichi became a town councilor like his father after he was retired from the town office. He said, “People’s will is in resuming!” in a conference about Ohi Nuclear Power Station’s restart last July. Of course, perfect safe control is precondition for his statement. He says, “Our wish to enrich our hometown is almost fulfilled. We can’t turn back the clock now.” The village has a handsome bridge and smooth roads. Streetlights shine at night. Yuichi is no longer afraid of the dark.

     Koji Morishita, 56, is also one of the guardians for the sacred forests “Niso-no-mori”. He runs a guesthouse for workers related to the nuclear power plant. He used to reply, “Our lives are also important,” to the questions connected in the powerhouse. But he never forgets the sight in Koriyama, Fukushima Prefecture. He visited there to look at the actual circumstances in the devastated area. He saw children playing in an indoor recreation hall in the town. They looked happy. But he was shocked by the guide’s explanation: Children haven’t been able to play on the ground outside for fear of exposure since the nuclear power plant caused the accident. “I’d never thought of that. I was very shocked that I had never thought of that…” Now Koji hesitates to the pros and cons of nuclear power plants. He cannot answer to the question whether his village needs the facilities yet. He just thinks “God in our forests will get mad if an accident happens in the nuclear power plant.

(The Chunichi May 29, 2013, translated by Moshimoshimo)

The Sacrificial Light – Tears in Wakasa 2: Nucleic and Archaic (From the Chunichi, a local newspaper in Nagoya)


wakasa 2     The nuclear power plant has brought many people from urban area and given an economic development opportunity, but has taken many precious things away, such as traditions, virtues, and the spontaneity villagers used to have. (“Kokyo (Hometown)” Tsutomu Mizukami)

     “Not only strangers like workers in the nuclear power station but also local residents litter.” Empty cans and plastic packages… Staring at litters in the forest, Kozo Nakatani, 60, looked sad rather than angry.

     Oshima is located in the east of Oshima Peninsula facing Wakasa-wan Bay in Fukui Prefecture. This is the only place where a nuclear power plant is in operation in Japan now. There is a small forest called “Niso-no-mori” about one kilo meters from the power station. The Nakatanis is the guardian of the forest for generations.

     “Niso-no-mori” is an evergreen broadleaf forest, where ancestors who exploited the peninsula have been ensured since ancient times. It is a kind of animism, in which people worship big trees as holy. There are 32 such sacred places in the area, and people hold a festival there in November every year. Each place has a guardian like the Nakatanis.

     The Nakantanis is one of the oldest families in Oshima Peninsula. Nakatani did not like his home very much when he was young. People just went fishing in their leisure time. They had to use a boat to go to downtown. The happiest time for little Nakatani was eating sweet rolled eggs that his mother cooked occasionally. His father headed out to sea by his rickety boat at first light. “I don’t want to be a man like my father!” Nakatani ran away from home and went to Osaka when He was 18 years old. When he was taken to a pub by his co-worker and sipped whisky with water for the first time, he thought it tasted urban.

     He was enjoying city life, but he went back home three years later. It was in 1974, when “Aoto-no-ohashi”, a bridge connecting Oshima Peninsula and downtown, was built in exchange of construction of a nuclear power plant. His hometown was about to change a lot. People did not need to use a boat to go to downtown. Nakatani started working as an operator for heavy equipments to build the power station and his father opened a guest house for construction workers. He received a compensation payment and bought a blazing red car. He believed his hometown’s rosy future when he crossed the bridge by his car at that time.

     It has been 40 years since then. Nakatani’s father passed away some 20 years ago. The guest house is still there because of regular customers who are related to the nuclear power plant. There are few families which left for town in his village. “It’s thanks to the nuclear power station…” Nakatani says. He did not join the anti-nuke movement for resuming operation at the nuclear facility in Ohi Nuclear Power Station after the disaster in Fukushima No.1 Nuclear Power Plant two years ago. But he has something “small” on his mind. People in his village used to give each other help, but now they are envying their neighbors’ income. Someone litters in a rice field, and the rice field owner throws the garbage away into other’s land. Nakatani has seen those things a lot since the nuclear power plant was built in his area.

     Actually, He has stopped holding a festival in “Niso-no-mori” since his father passed away. The shrine his grandfather had built was broken and surrounded by a large amount of garbage when he noticed. His mother who had been worried about that suddenly passed away at the end of last year. “Why didn’t I show her the festival?” Nakatani is feeling bad about that. He is going to hold a festival this fall. Nokatani is not only person who has a shaky mind between “nucleic” and “archaic” matters.

(The Chunichi May 28, 2013, translated by Moshimoshimo)

The Sacrificial Light – Tears in Wakasa 1: Black and Dark (From the Chunichi, a local newspaper in Nagoya)


wakasa1     “Lively mountains are black,” said Sunao Watanabe, 81, an old painter in Wakasa (Fukui Prefecture). It might sound strange, but he has thought that for more than 70 years since he began painting when he was an elementary school child. He has depicted his home hundreds of times.

     Watanabe was born into a destitute family and was fostered out to a carpenter in his childhood. His foster father came back alive from the battlefront in Philippines, but since then became bedridden. Watanabe became a charcoal burner when he was 15 years old to support his foster family. He built a coal pit in the mountain and cut oak trees and made them charcoals. When night fell, it was just a small lamp to illuminate the darkness. “I didn’t see you last night. Where have you been?” He talked to moths coming to the light and sketched them on rumpled newspaper with cinders.

     He had lived that way until he became 30 years old when it was difficult to make a decent living as a charcoal burner. He is, however, now a well-known painter called “a poet in the mountain.” It sounds like a success story after suffering from poverty. But he says, “The happiest time of my life was when I was making charcoals…” That was an age of high economic growth when people were working like mad for money.

      Watanabe sometimes had a special feeling as if he was surrounded by something huge at midnight in the mountain. Then he realized his tininess and just sketched without thinking anything. It was the happiest time for him. “You can’t understand that if you live by using a lot of electricity.” The mountains which Watanabe has faced cannot be described as just green. So, he says they are “black”.

     “He cares pebbles and nameless weeds when he paints.” Tsutomu Mizukami, a novelist who passed away at the age of 85 in 2004, used to describe Watanabe that way. Mizukami and Watanabe were from the same village in Fukui. They met each other in 1970, when Mizukami, who had become a fan of Watanabe, visited the painter’s house. Since then Watanabe has illustrated Mizukami’s books. Painting and writing. Their means of expression were different, but both of them have depicted their hometown.

     Their home has 14 nuclear power reactors, which is the most all over Japan. Mizukami had been anxious about that. The third and fourth reactors in Ohi Nuclear Power Station restarted last July for the first time after the disaster in Fukushima No.1 Nuclear Power Plant. Watanabe wondered what Mizukami would have said about that if he had been alive.

     Mizukami kept suspicious eyes on prosperity brought by Ohi Nuclear Power Station. He expressed his thoughts in “Kokyo (hometown)”, one of his novels: Look, a cape far away and a white dome under the sunshine. (snip) That’s the light of the nuclear power plant. (snip) Nature is holding a product of modern civilization like a small candle light and is silent. The sea is very quiet.

     Watanabe understands Mizukami’s thoughts. “Nuclear power plants are made by human-being.” He cannot feel anything huge from the structures. He rarely paints the nuke plant. But lately he had to paint one because he was asked by an acquaintance. At that time he daubed the background with dark colors. It was not “black”. The surround of the powerhouse looks “dark” through his eyes.

(The Chunichi May 27, 2013, translated by Moshimshimo)

Buddhist Monks at Eiheiji Temple Raise an Alarm over Nuclear Power: Cherish Our Lives – The way of living that we don’t choose nuclear power generation.


PK2011100702100109_size0      This is today’s article on the Chunichi. (Translated by moshimoshimo)

     Buddhist Monks at Eiheiji Temple Raise an Alarm over Nuclear Power

     Some priests at Eiheiji Temple, which is one of the head temples of Soto Zen (school) in Fukui Prefecture, hosted a symposium on denuclearization on November 2nd. On the other hand, the Noda Administration has resumed operation at the Genkai Nuclear Power Plant (Kyusyu Electric Power Company) and reconfirmed the export of nuclear power generation system to Vietnam. Supporters of nuclear power plants are now hitting rewind, but the symposium with citizens and Buddhist monks might trigger a change in our way of living.

     The elegant image of Guanyin, the Mercy Goddess, on the wall scroll in the middle of the stage was attracting the attention of the audience. There burning incense sticks and candles were in front of the picture, and the sound of reciting the sutras was filled with the place. The symposium – Cherish Our Lives ~ The Way of Living that We don’t Choose Nuclear Power Generation~ began.

     About 300 people including priests got together at the place. The speakers were Mr. Kenichi Hasegawa, 58, the cattle farmer in Fukushima, and Tetsuen Nakajima, 69, the chief priest at Myotsuji Temple in Fukui, who has kept on leading the movement against nuclear power generation for more than 40 years.

     Mr. Hasegawa told about lives in Iidate-mura village, Fukushima after the accident, showing images on the screen. “When I measured radiation dose around my house, the meter indicated over 100 micro Sv and went off the scale. Nevertheless, the government forbid me to say anything about the high levels of radiation to people and invited some experts who just kept saying, “It’s safe,” and they never let people evacuate.”

     He made a heartbreaking decision to destroy his cattle and leave his hometown. He has lost everything he has built for 35 years of his life. One of his friends, who was also a cattle farmer, hang himself, leaving the dying message, “If there had be no nuclear power plant…” An old man at the age of 102 killed himself because he did not want to act as a drag when his family took shelter. As Mr. Hasegawa was talking, some people sobbed in the audience. “Pigs are eating bodies of starved cows. That’s the actual condition in Iidate now,” said Mr. Hasegawa.

     Next, Priest Nakajima pointed out the “sin” of the nuclear power plant which has made more than 470,000 workers exposed to radiation for 40 years. He claimed, “At the root of this problem, Japan has walked the path of modernization by making “Escaping Asia for Europe” its national policy without looking at the negative side. We should start with transforming our societies away from being wasters of energy.”

     Mrs. Yoko Watanabe, 62, a participant at the symposium in Fukui, said, “Many meetings for anti-nuke have been held here and there, but today’s one is meaningful because it’s held by a Buddhist temple.” There are, however, many nuclear power plants along Wakasa Bay, and lots of Soto Zen believers work at those plants. That is why, most people involved in the nuclear power plants said in a passive tone about denuclearization.

     Some journalists asked the relation between Eiheiji Temple and the nuclear power plants at the news conference after the symposium. There is an episode about naming the prototype fast-breeder reactor Monju and the advanced thermal reactor Fugen. Both reactors are in Fukui Prefecture, and Monju and Fugen are names of Bodhisattvas. The previous chairman of Power Reactor and Nuclear Fuel Development Corporation has visited the temple and said, “We named the reactors Monju and Fugen because we want to get the power from those Bodhisattvas.” At that time, the Zen Master at the temple replied, “That’s nice.” Journalists asked the temple, “Does it mean the temple accepted the nuclear power plants?” Priest Matsubara answered to the question, “No, we don’t think so. But it is true that we have not done anything about the nuclear power generation. We have realized that the nuclear power generation goes against life on the earth.”

     Priest Wajo Kansya in Fukuoka Prefecture, acclaimed the symposium, saying, “It’s unprecedented. I think Eiheiji Temple did a great thing.” He leads denuclearization under his wife influence, who published a book on anti-nuke after the nuclear accident in Chernobyl in 1987. He said, “The movement of rethinking about the nuclear power generation has begun in the world of Buddhists, not only in Soto Zen. I have a high degree of expectation for the movement.”