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from a news item reporting an assault on a Japanese tourist
who had unwittingly insulted a person by using a phrasebook
deliberately mistranslated by an ex-employee of the Japanese Tourist
Board bearing a grudge against his former employers
The Japanese are said to be
Of all the nations in the world
The most polite and courteous
So it was strange to hear one say
“Excuse me please, you b-r, you
Can kiss my a-e, thank you, good day! ”
It was not what he meant to say,
He simply wished to ask the way
And was surprised when he was slapped
Across the face and chased half-way
Along the street to his hotel
Wherein he learnt that others too
Had found the natives just as wild
And prone to sudden violent rage.
Ishuro Nakamura, clerk
Translator to the Tourist Board
Was sacked. He bore a grudge and planned
Revenge, compiled a travellers’ guide
Containing mistranslations, thus
“What is the cost of X or Y? ”
Became in Nakamura’s book
A direct sexual invitation,
“How pleasant is this sunny weather! ”
In Japanese was rendered as
“I understand your mother is
A prostitute”, while “Kindly send
The chef my compliments” became
“This soup is vomit, take it back! ”
The repercussions were immense,
No less than fifteen Japanese
Were summonsed to appear in court
On charges that they had disturbed
The peace and three were up for GBH.
The phrasebook had to be withdrawn
Some fifty thousand copies trashed.
Returning tourists flying home,
Quite traumatized, upset and shocked
Were offered counselling paid for by
The Tourist Board. There was no sign
Of Nakamura, he had fled;
His phrasebook now immortalized
Is greatly prized by book collectors.
Pete Crowther
Read poems about / on: weather, kiss, peace, mother, home, world, thanks
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