Sunrise, sunset: Japan in the American imagination since World War II.
Tsutsui, William M.
Twenty years or so ago, Japan experts in the United States were on
top of the world. Back in the late 1980s and early 1990s, when the
Japanese economy flew high, Americans seemed fascinated with Japan:
audiences were easy to find, college classes were always full, the media
overflowed with reports from across the Pacific. Many Americans viewed
Japan with great admiration, some with hostility and resentment, and a
majority perhaps with a kind of yearning, an envy tinged with nostalgia.
Japan of the late 1980s seemed an eerie reincarnation of 1950s America,
a nation in its glory days, economically potent, respected
internationally, rock solid socially and politically. Japan seemed to
have everything that America had somehow lost: safe streets, stable
families, great schools, plenty of jobs and ever increasing material
wealth. Just twenty years ago, Japan was a model, a vision, a threat,
even a rebuke, that a United States down on itself could not ignore.
But in recent years, things have seemed far, far different. In the
U.S., patriotism and national self-confidence swelled with the new
millennium while Japan stumbled (indeed, stumbled badly) in the years
following 1990. Japan has been mired in a tenacious recession for most
of the past two decades, and there is no end in sight. Japanese society,
once the model of probity and order, has frayed and fractured: gassings
on the subway, schoolboy murderers, schoolgirl prostitutes, even the
unfolding soap opera in the Japanese imperial family have badly
tarnished Western images of Japan's tightly knit social fabric.
Amidst the ongoing crisis, the central institutions of Japanese
society--the conservative political establishment, the once- esteemed
government bureaucracy, the corporate elites--have appeared rudderless
and impotent. From our perspective at the start of the twenty-first
century, the very notion of a "Japanese economic miracle"
seems like ancient history. And indeed, in some ways, it is: few
Americans can remember when Japan was an impoverished developing nation,
few remember the days when Japanese products were synonymous with
"cheap and shoddy," and soon few will even remember when
Nissans were called Datsuns or the days when VCRs were made in Osaka
rather than Guangzhou or Tijuana. To Generation X, Generation Y and
their successors, nothing about Japan likely seems that miraculous, and
most certainly not its economy. Indeed, to most Americans today, Japan
and Japan's economic prospects seem rather irrelevant, not only in
light of the very immediate problem of America's own economic woes,
but even in comparison to the challenge of China, the process of
globalization or the endless threat of international terrorism. The
Japanese economic miracle is long gone and, just perhaps, is not even
worth remembering.
However appealing this option might be, I am a historian and thus I
think it is important to look back and get some sense of Japan's
economic and social history of the past 60 years, examining a narrative
that was (until quite recently) framed as an unparalleled "success
story," but which now may seem more like a roller-coaster ride of
thrilling ascents and harrowing free falls. Rather than presenting
endless charts of economic indicators, or a wearying overview of
Japan's crabbed political system, or a depressing litany of
Japan's failings over the past decade, I would like to examine the
rise and fall of Japan's miracle economy from a somewhat more
unconventional--and, hopefully, somewhat more interesting--angle.
In 1985, when America's fears of Japan's rising economic
power were near their zenith, a New York Times/CBS News poll asked 1,500
Americans to name a famous Japanese person. The top three responses were
Hirohito, the Hong Kong martial arts star Bruce Lee, and Godzilla. This
is, needless to say, a stinging indictment of American public knowledge
of Japan: even in the days of Japan's greatest economic successes,
Americans had plenty of stereotypes about Japan but little solid
knowledge of Japanese history, culture or political economy. At the same
time, these survey results are also a testament to the impact of popular
culture icons--from Japanese royalty to a Chinese movie idol to a man in
a green latex suit--on American perceptions of East Asia and its place
in the world. Japan's cultural influence on contemporary America,
one might well argue, is even more profound, pervasive and enduring than
its economic or political impact.
Thus, my aim in this essay is to provide a whirlwind tour of
Japanese history since 1945 by focusing largely on American images of
Japan over the past sixty years. How have Americans--from academic
specialists to the proverbial man or woman in the street--viewed Japan,
its culture and its economic prospects? How have our perceptions--our
stereotypes of Japan--changed over time? How, if at all, have they
stayed the same? What, in the end, does this tell us about Japan, about
ourselves and about the future course of U.S.-Japanese relations?
Japan as Geisha
Let's go back, then, a full six decades, to 1950. Japan at
this point was still occupied by the United States and was still
struggling to recover from World War II. Social dislocation, political
instability and economic trauma were the facts of life in the years
immediately following defeat. The American military had done its best to
bomb Japan back to the stone-age, and Japanese industry was crippled
first by the physical destruction of war, then by the postwar
hyperinflation. In the wake of the conflict, Japan suffered from massive
unemployment, endemic shortages of raw materials, slumping agricultural
production and the loss of overseas markets.
In 1950, few observers could even imagine Japanese economic
self-sufficiency, let alone an economic miracle. At the time of
Japan's surrender, some in the U.S. government at least briefly
entertained the notion of stripping Japan entirely of industry and
returning it to subsistence agriculture. Few in Douglas MacArthur's
occupying army took such a draconian view, but many believed that Japan
had little chance of reestablishing itself as a major industrial power.
Although Japan seemed to have the fundamentals for economic
prosperity--well-educated workers, experience with modern industrial
production, a serviceable financial infrastructure--American
commentators were often fixated on Japan's handicaps: no capital,
no technology, no natural resources. Even in the rosiest scenarios,
Japan could only hope to aspire to dignified impoverishment.
Japan's great advantage was seen as its cheap labor and dextrous,
docile workers: the future lay in agriculture and light industry (such
as textiles), oriented to export markets largely in Asia. The idea that
Japan should prioritize heavy industrial development, such as steel,
automobiles, shipbuilding and so on, seemed like an overly ambitious
pipe dream to most. The notion that the Japanese people would rise above
subsistence levels, and that domestic demand for consumer goods would
one day fuel economic growth, would have seemed the stuff of fantasy to
almost every informed observer at the time.
American perceptions of Japan in 1950 were shaped not only by
postwar prostration of the nation, but also by the experience of World
War II and America's triumphant victory, as well as by a certain
stock of longer-standing Western cultural stereotypes of Japan. As John
Dower has documented, America's wartime propaganda machine
generated a wealth of images of the enemy Japanese, depicting them
sometimes as fearsome supermen and immoral fiends, more often as
insects, rodents or simians (Dower). Wartime academic studies of
Japanese "national character" also created enduring
impressions of Japan: Ruth Benedict, in her famous work The
Chrysanthemum and the Sword, stressed the paradoxical, even
schizophrenic nature of Japanese culture: "The Japanese are, to the
highest degree, both aggressive and unaggressive, both militaristic and
aesthetic, both insolent and polite, rigid and adaptable, submissive and
resentful of being pushed around, loyal and treacherous, brave and
timid, conservative and hostile to new ways" (Benedict 3).
Benedict's reading of the Japanese was, in the larger range of
possibilities, a relatively sensitive and perceptive one. Another basic
analysis proposed during the war suggested that harsh toilet training
practices had produced in Japan a nation of individuals who were
compulsively clean, polite and obsequious, but for whom (in the words of
Geoffrey Gorer) "behind the rituals of the individual obsessive can
always be discovered a deeply hidden, unconscious and extremely strong
desire to be aggressive" (quoted in Johnson 6).
By the early 1950s, however, the dominant American impression of
Japan was not that of a race of schizophrenic, repressed bullies whose
potty training had gone terribly wrong. Instead, I would suggest, it was
the image of the geisha that had come to define Japan. Considering Japan
in this feminized, orientalized form does, of course, have a long
history in the West: Madame Butterfly, the story of Townsend Harris and
Okichi, and Pierre Loti's Madame Chrysanthemum were all from this
mold and established a stereotype of Japan that would be vigorously
revived following World War II. Loti's book, first published in the
1880s, makes remarkably unpalatable reading today: it is framed as the
memoir of a French sailor in Japan who romances the fragile and
beautiful geisha Madame Chrysanthemum. Loti's tale is outrageously
condescending throughout, but reaches a real crescendo at the end, when
the sailor takes leave of his lover and her country:
Well, little musume, let us part good friends; one last kiss even,
if you like. I took you to amuse me; you have not perhaps succeeded very
well, but after all you have done what you could; given me your little
face, your little curtseys, your little music; in short, you have been
pleasant enough in your Japanese way. And who knows, perchance I may yet
think of you sometimes when I recall this glorious summer [and] these
pretty quaint gardens. (Loti 323)
Loti's spiritual heir in the 1950s was none other than James
Michener, whose deliciously awful novel Sayonara was on the New York
Times bestseller list for 21 weeks in 1954. This work, thankfully one of
Michener's shorter efforts, is the story of two U.S. soldiers in
MacArthur's occupation forces. One, a goodhearted but none too
bright private, marries a Japanese woman but ends up committing suicide
when the Army refuses him permission to take his wife back home to
Oklahoma. The other is an ambitious major with a bright future, who
almost torpedoes his promising career by taking up with the delicate and
beautiful Hana-ogi, a member of the famed Takarazuka Review. The key
word here is "almost," since at the end of the novel the
aspiring major unceremoniously dumps Hana-ogi for a promotion state-side
and a nice blond girl with pearls and good teeth. Michener's
account of Hana-ogi's "Dear John" letter would have made
Pierre Loti proud:
As I read it, I could hear her gentle voice groping its way through
my language:
Darring,
Pretty soon our rast night. I Tokyo go. You America go. I not think
fire die. Frame not go out. I think you many times. (Then she added a
passage from her phrase book ...) Ever your devoted and humble servant
And the letter was signed with the Chinese characters representing
her name. How strange they were, those characters, how beautiful, how
deeply hidden from me behind the wall of Asia! (Michener 207)
In the aftermath of Japan's defeat, with the nation shattered
industrially and psychologically, dependent on the United States for
economic aid and political guidance, it probably should come as no
surprise that American attitudes toward Japan were patronizing and that
Japanese culture was feminized and perceived as somehow passive,
premodern, tradition-bound, timeless and (needless to say) inferior.
Miracles and Monsters
The 1950s was, on the whole, a very good decade for Japan
economically. The Korean War was an important catalyst: U.S. military
procurements pulled the Japanese economy out of its postwar funk and
gave much-needed impetus to the manufacturing sector. Japan's
reentry into international trade proceeded smoothly and many of the
overseas markets lost during World War II were progressively regained.
Investment in new productive capacity and the introduction of the latest
industrial technology from the West (such as the now-infamous case of
the transistor) proceeded briskly. By 1954, Japan had clawed it way back
to prewar levels of GNP. In 1956, one government economic report boldly
declared that "the postwar period is over." In the latter half
of the 1950s, Japanese national income grew at an average rate of 9.1
percent a year; by the 1960s, the real heyday of the miracle economy,
annual growth averaged well over 10 percent.
Many elements contributed to this phenomenal expansion: much
attention has been given to the role of the government bureaucracy in
Japan's economic successes; some commentators have stressed the
importance of Japan's neo-mercantilism (closed markets at home and
ruthless export drives abroad); others have pointed to Japan's
human resources, its skilled workers, able managers and cooperative
unionists; a few have also accused the Japanese of getting a "free
ride" on the path to prosperity, milking America for the latest
technology and sheltering (at low cost) under Uncle Sam's military
umbrella during the hottest decades of the Cold War. In recent years,
however, many scholars have begun to acknowledge what may actually have
been the most important factor in Japan's economic boom of the
1950s and 1960s: while the Japanese are usually depicted as the
world's greatest savers, they have also proven to be some of the
world's foremost spenders. And this was never more true than in the
decades after World War II, when Japan's consumers, apparently
compensating for the hardships and deprivations of the war years, bought
at unprecedented levels.
The Japanese love witty slogans, and during the miracle economy
some of the catchiest and most compelling slogans revolved around
consumer desire and the intense social pressure in middle-class Japan to
"keep up with the Tanakas." In the late 1950s, the acquisitive
dream of the average Japanese family was the "three S's":
senpuki, sentaku, suihanki (electric fan, washing machine and electric
rice cooker). By the mid-1960s, enough Japanese had realized these
dreams of electric appliance ownership that expectations had to be
redefined: hence the "three C's": kaa, kura, kara terebi
(car, air conditioner and color television). By the 1970s, only the
"three J's" would suffice for any self-respecting
Japanese suburbanite: jueru, jetto, jutaku (jewelry, overseas vacations
and a home of one's own). Japan's economy made great strides
in the two decades following World War II, and domestic consumers were,
in many respects, both the instigators and the beneficiaries of
Japan's "miraculous" growth.
Japan's economic achievements during the 1950s had been
largely lost on the West, where "Made in Japan" was still more
of a joke (or an insult) than a threat. From the early 1960s, though,
some Western observers had begun to take notice of a new economic
competitor in East Asia. In the fall of 1962, The Economist of London
published a series of articles on the Japanese economy, subsequently
released as a book entitled Consider Japan. This thin but influential
volume documented Japan's economic progress since World War II and
opened with the controversial (but entirely apt) premise that
"Obviously in these circumstances the British economy has lessons
to learn from the Japanese, not the other way round"
(Correspondents of The Economist 15). As The Economist's study
began, "The growth of the Japanese economy in the past 10 years has
been one of the most extraordinary economic stories of all times. Here
is a case where the whole way of life and prospects of a people have
been transformed within a decade, and with the aid of an economic policy
that has been singularly little studied in the West"
(Correspondents of The Economist ix). But while Consider Japan drew some
American and European attention, few of its readers took too seriously
its clarion call to apply Japanese lessons abroad. The Economist may
have put Japan on the radar screens of policymakers in the West, but the
vast majority continued to regard Japan as an economic anomaly, a
cultural curiosity and, for the most part, an inconsequential
distraction.
A similar perspective seems to have characterized American pop
culture images of Japan in the early 1960s. The geisha stereotype
remained, as did an exoticized, aesthetic view of Japanese culture much
at odds with the reality of rapid economic growth and the commodity
fetishism of electric fans and rice cookers. By the 1960s, however,
America had also come to embrace a new cultural icon from Japan, one
considerably larger than a bonsai, more lethal than a geisha and more
radioactive than a Zen rock garden. This new Japanese export was, of
course, Godzilla.
The original Godzilla film--Gojira in Japanese--was made in 1954
and was intended as serious fare for an adult audience. The story of a
prehistoric survivor made monstrous by American H-bomb testing had a
sober message: Gojira was essentially an anti-nuclear fable which drew
effectively upon Japanese audiences' feelings of vulnerability,
memories of destruction in World War II and lingering antipathy towards
the United States. In the export version of this movie, titled Godzilla:
King of the Monsters and released in 1956, such potentially provocative
themes were excised; in their place was inserted Raymond Burr as the
voyeuristic American journalist Steve Martin, who provides an apolitical
play-by-play account of the destruction of Tokyo. The Godzilla films
(there have now been 28 made) went on, of course, to become staples of
American pop culture, the campy delights of Saturday double-features and
late-night reruns (Tsutsui).
Conjecturing how Godzilla helped shape American images of Japan is
no easy matter, yet it seems that the Godzilla films tended to reinforce
(rather than recast) existing American stereotypes. The monster was
portrayed as irrational, aggressive, randomly destructive and one might
even say inscrutable, much as the Japanese soldier had been perceived by
the American public during World War II. Moreover, the Godzilla films
portrayed the Japanese people for the most part as helpless and hapless
victims: the movies powerfully reinforced American impressions of the
Japanese as weak, ineffective, physically small and temperamentally
passive. The Japan of Godzilla was fragile and delicate, feminized in
the eyes of an American audience. Thus, despite superficial differences,
the figure of the geisha and the King of the Monsters could both promote
the same enduring stereotypes of Japan's national character.
Learning from Japan
By 1980, Americans could no longer take the Japanese economic
achievement for granted. Over the course of the 1960s and 1970s,
Japanese products flooded the U.S. market and American consumers
embraced Japanese imports that were no longer "cheap and
shoddy," but increasingly appeared to be high quality and
affordable, especially in comparison to domestically produced goods.
Perhaps above all, it was the speed of Japan's economic advance
that caught American businessmen and policymakers off guard. In 1959, no
Japanese motorcycles were sold in the United States; by 1966, Honda,
Yamaha and Suzuki controlled almost 85 percent of the American market.
Japanese automakers only started producing passenger cars in the 1950s;
in 1964, Toyota shipped 50 Coronas to California to test consumer
reactions (and the cars were pretty much a flop); just a decade later,
however, Toyota was selling American drivers about 300,000 cars a year;
and by 1984, the figure was almost half a million. When President Gerald
Ford visited Japan in 1974, he presented a group of Japanese
parliamentarians with the latest portable cassette recorders which,
embarrassingly enough, under their American trade marks were discretely
labeled "Made in Japan."
Many overseas observers smugly predicted that the 1970s would mark
the end of the Japanese economic miracle. Some argued that Japan had
closed the gap technologically with the West in the 1950s and 1960s, and
that Japan's rapid "catch up" growth was sure to peter
out soon. Others pointed to changes in the world political climate,
arguing that rising protectionism would block Japan from the open
foreign markets upon which it had come to depend. Certainly, the early
1970s did witness the first real kink in Japan's amazing postwar
success story: the OPEC oil embargo of 1973-1974 brought the high-flying
(but hydrocarbon poor) Japanese economy back to earth with a jolt.
Thirty percent inflation and the abrupt end of positive economic growth
led Edwin Reischauer to remark that "for [the Japanese] the world
would never seem the same again" (quoted in Buckley 76).
Such sentiments, however, soon reeked of Western wishful thinking.
In fact, Japan bounced back quickly from the shocks of the early 1970s.
The engine of Japan's recovery was exports, and the destination of
most of the cars, Walkmen and VCRs that revived the Japanese economy
was, needless to say, the United States. In 1974, Japanese-U.S. trade
was more-or-less in balance; by 1976, America's trade deficit with
Japan was about $4 billion; by 1978, $10 billion; and by 1985, more than
$40 billion. The annual growth rate of Japan's GNP slowed in the
late 1970s from the heady heights of previous decades, yet hovered
consistently around 5 percent, a figure that was more than just
respectable in an era of American "stagflation" and pallid
global growth.
By the latter half of the 1970s, increasing numbers of Americans
had begun to realize that Japan was a force to be reckoned with and
studied, not just economically (though the economic challenge was most
pressing), but socially and culturally as well. In 1979, the Harvard
sociologist Ezra Vogel published the audaciously titled Japan as Number
One, a book which sold far better in Japan than in the United States,
but which had a profound impact on a generation of American
policymakers. Vogel's argument was simple and startling to many:
When I first returned to the United States from Japan in 1960, I
had not even questioned the general superiority of American society and
American institutions. In almost every field we were substantially ahead
of Japan, our capacity for research and creativity was unexcelled, and
our natural and human resources seemed more than adequate. By 1975 I
found myself, like my Japanese friends, wondering what had happened to
America.
Japan has dealt more successfully with more of the basic problems
of postindustrial society than any other country. It is in this sense, I
have come to believe, that the Japanese are number one.... In America,
our confidence in the superiority of Western civilization and our desire
to see ourselves as number one make it difficult to acknowledge that we
have practical things to learn from Orientals. I am convinced that it is
a matter of urgent national interest for Americans to confront Japanese
successes more directly and consider the issues they raise. (Vogel ix)
Vogel's clarion call was soon embraced by an army of aspiring
Japan hands, each of whom promised to reveal the secrets of Japan's
success for $12.95 in hardback or $3.95 in paper: Theory Z, The Japanese
Mind, The Book of Five Rings, David Halberstam's The Reckoning, and
dozens (if not hundreds) of now-forgotten titles competed to satiate the
American public's desire to learn about and from Japan. This theme
came to permeate American pop culture treatments of Japan as well. The
image of an exotic, feminized Japan was tenacious, yet it was joined in
the 1970s by a new emphasis on studying Japan as a potential model for
American social and economic revitalization. The best example of this
unlikely combination was James Clavell's Shogun, the book and
mini-series which defined Japan in the American imagination in the
1970s, and which fused (in its 1200 pages of text and 12 hours of
air-time) both an exoticizing perspective and a more earnest didactic
message.
Shogun was the story, based rather loosely on an actual historical
episode, of an English seaman who is shipwrecked in Japan in 1600 and
ends up the trusted advisor of Japan's military hegemon, the
Tokugawa shogun. The work was lambasted by some critics as a virtual
"catalog of stereotypes of Japanese violence and barbarity from the
Pacific War" (Smith 15) and, indeed, the book both begins and ends
with incidents of tremendous savagery. Yet most scholars, both at the
time and since, have been willing to overlook Shogun's gratuitous
sex and violence, and to praise Clavell for seeking to educate his
readers about Japan. As William LaFleur has written,
In reading Shogun I could not shake off the impression that it is
the most didactic novel I had read in many years--as strange as this
might seem in so swashbuckling a tale. I asked myself exactly what it
was that the author, in addition to telling a good story, wanted to say
or teach. My first answer was that Clavell in Shogun wanted to provide
something of an induction into Japanese civilization, that he intended
to convince his readers in the West that, when understood, Japan has
been as civilized a culture as our own. But I later revised this opinion
and concluded that the author's didactic program is even more
ambitious, for he holds that certain aspects of Japanese
civilization--basic attitudes about life and death, for instance--ought
to be not only appreciated but also adopted by us in the West. (LaFleur
71)
In the end, it may not have been Ezra Vogel, but rather Richard
Chamberlain--the mini-series superstar at the head of Shogun s
television cast--who eventually convinced America that Japan could be a
model as well as a menace, more inspiring than inscrutable.
Japan Rising
The late 1980s were heady times indeed in Japan. The nation seemed
inexorably headed toward global economic dominance: the Japanese were
the wealthiest, best educated and longest-lived people in the world;
many commentators heralded of the end of the pax Americana and the start
of the "Pacific Century"; pundits confidently declared that
Japan had, in fact, won the Cold War. Enriched by an unprecedented stock
market and real estate boom at home, Japan's corporations and
financial titans went on a buying spree abroad: $80 million for a van
Gogh, $850 million for Rockefeller Center, $3 billion for Columbia
Pictures, a paltry $900 million for the Pebble Beach Golf Course.
Japan's banks were the largest in the world; the few moated acres
of Tokyo's imperial palace, it was said, were worth more than all
the land in the state of California combined.
The wealth of this charmed time was, as we know now, built only on
the shakiest of financial foundations. Beginning in 1985, the Bank of
Japan pursued an expansionary monetary policy, which led to a
speculative boom in real estate and equities, which gave rise to fierce
competition in the banking sector and which, in turn, fueled reckless
lending policies. The prosperity of the late 1980s was really little
more than a financial house of cards, a false paradise of paper profits
or, as it has since come to be known, the "bubble economy."
At the time, however, neither Japanese nor American observers gave
much thought to the shallow roots of Japan's economic ascent.
Instead, many Japanese public figures, apparently compensating for
decades of perceived slights by arrogant Americans, wallowed in a
self-satisfied triumphalism. Japan, they seemed to gloat, was more than
just "number one"; it was the apex of modern civilization, a
culture so unique and so perfect in its constitution that the
discredited societies of the West would be forever vanquished. America
should not learn from Japan, but just graciously accept Japan's
lead.
Perhaps the most noteworthy example of this provocative viewpoint
was the marvelously titled but atrociously written book, The Japan that
Can Say No. Originally penned in Japanese by Sony founder Morita Akio
and the unsavory politician Ishihara Shintaro, the volume was released
in Japan in 1989 and published in the United States (under
Ishihara's name only) in 1991. A rambling agglomeration of
anecdotes and techno-babble, The Japan that Can Say No was a tirade
against American racism and conceit, a condemnation of weak Japanese
political leadership, and a paean to the transcendent power of
Japan's cultural heritage. Ishihara chose some odd literary
references but left no ambiguity about his main point:
The message is clear: we Japanese must think and act for ourselves
and stop being a dutiful underling.
The first step in that direction is to get rid of our servile
attitude toward the United States. We should no longer be at
Washington's beck and call. The ending of The King and I suggests a
great beginning for Japan. As the father is dying, the young son who
will become king proclaims a new era for Siam: No longer will the
subjects bow like toads. They will stand erect, "shoulders back and
chin high," and look the king in the eye as a proud people were
meant to do....
Today, the worldwide attention focused on Japan is due to our
prosperity and wealth. Of course, money counts, but we also have
tradition and culture, wellsprings of creativity, and high technology
neither Moscow nor Washington can ignore. To be fully appreciated, we
must, when matters of crucial national interest warrant, articulate our
position and say no to the United States. (Ishihara 106)
Japan's economic strength in the late 1980s emboldened not
only Japanese commentators like Ishihara. American politicians,
businessmen, scholars and journalists also joined the fray: some chided
Japan for unfair business practices; some criticized U.S. business for
its inflexibility; some bemoaned American work culture; some laid the
blame on Washington's doorstep. Not surprisingly, many of these
debates and much of the handwringing about America's future came to
inform the images of Japan being created in U.S. popular culture.
Perhaps the best example of this is Michael Crichton's 1992
bestseller Rising Sun, subsequently made into a cinematic blockbuster
starring Sean Connery and Wesley Snipes. Rising Sun was slammed by many
Japanese commentators as blatant "Japan bashing," an
inaccurate, hostile and racist account of predatory Japanese business
practices in the high tech sector. And, to some extent, such criticisms
were on target. Yet Rising Sun, like Shogun before it, was actually a
very didactic novel, and its moral was far less bigoted and malicious
than many alleged. Crichton made his agenda clear in an afterword to the
novel:
Sooner or later, the United States must come to grips with the fact
that Japan has become the leading industrial nation in the world.... But
they haven't succeeded by doing things our way. The Japanese have
invented a new kind of trade--adversarial trade, trade like war, trade
intended to wipe out the competition--which America has failed to
understand for several decades. The United States keeps insisting the
Japanese do things our way. But increasingly, their response is to ask,
why should we change? We're doing better than you are. And indeed
they are.
It is absurd to blame Japan for successful behavior, or to suggest
that they slow down. The Japanese consider such American reactions
childish whining and they are right. It is more appropriate for the
United States to wake up, to see Japan clearly, and to act
realistically.
The Japanese are not our saviors. They are our competitors. We
should not forget it. (Crichton 393-4)
The plot of Rising Sun is too convoluted to summarize, but one
central metaphor is worth exploring. The novel revolves around the
murder of a wholesome but misguided Los Angeles call-girl who represents
America in Crichton's morality play. The call-girl is in the employ
of an aggressive Japanese conglomerate, and she is offered as a sexual
treat to a venal, self-serving U.S. senator. After she is symbolically
raped by the senator (suggesting, of course, the betrayal of the
American people by their political leadership), she is unceremoniously
murdered by a flunky of corporate Japan. Crichton's imagery is
unsubtle, but it is also quite interesting when viewed from a longer
historical perspective: there are no geisha in Rising Sun, indeed just
the opposite--it is America which is the feminized, passive, victimized
character here. By 1990, then, the tables seemed to be turning, as even
U.S. pop culture began to internalize Japan's dizzying economic
ascent and America's disheartening cultural malaise.
The Return of the Geisha
Things have certainly changed over the past twenty years. The
extent of Japan's problems (and the renaissance of American pride)
were summarized nicely in an editorial by Mort Zuckerman which appeared
in U.S. News and World Report in 1997:
The Japanese enjoyed a splendid sunrise in the Eighties. Is the sun
now setting in the Nineties?
It seems that way. The Nineties have given them their deepest and
longest recession since World War II, a collapse of their stock and
real-estate markets, and a banking system overloaded with bad loans.
The result is a mood of startling pessimism among the people, made
all the starker by the memory of the Eighties. Then, Japan was the
economic juggernaut. It replaced America as the world's leading and
largest creditor. ... How the world has changed! The Asian values that
once were praised for fostering discipline now are criticized for
stifling new ideas and the individual enterprise critical to the
information age....
Can Japan change? (Zuckerman 80)
Japan's national story has been one of woe since the collapse
of the "bubble economy" in the early 1990s. The Japanese
economy has been in recession for well over a decade and continues to
languish almost two decades later, despite laughably easy monetary
policies and massive infusions of government spending. The Nikkei index,
which stood at a robust 39,000 at the end of 1989 had withered to only
14,000 two years later (and dipped below 10,000 in mid 2010). Land
prices plummeted no less precipitously. One author has described the
1990s as Japan's age of "vanishing wealth," when a
decade's worth of capital creation could evaporate in a matter of
weeks. Unemployment has hit record levels and domestic industry has been
eviscerated as manufacturing has fled Japan for cheaper venues in China
and Southeast Asia. The Japanese banking sector has teetered on the edge
of oblivion since 1989, and only very imaginative accounting keeps it
anywhere near solvent even today. The Japanese political elites have
proven themselves thoroughly unable to cope with the nation's
economic morass: just when Japan has needed a strong hand on the helm of
state, the conservative ruling bloc has fragmented and the bureaucracy
waivered. In the midst of economic and political uncertainty, even the
bedrock institutions of Japanese society--the family, the schools, the
imperial family--have appeared to fracture and fail.
Japan, in short, is yesterday's news in the United States. We
Americans have moved on to new international villains and on to new
heroes. Yet in American popular culture, at least, images of Japan and
imports from Japan have continued to proliferate over the past decade.
Phenomena like Japanese animation and Iron Chef, Nintendo video game
consoles, and Japanese stars in Major League Baseball have all
captivated the American public, but I would like to concentrate on yet
another work of fiction, the latest bestseller on Japan to leave its
mark on the American popular imagination. Indeed, this title can claim
to be the most popular book on Japan published since World War II,
having been on the New York Times bestseller list for over a year. It
is, of course, Arthur Golden's 1997 novel, Memoirs of a Geisha.
Memoirs of a Geisha is the richly textured tale of the coming of
age of Sayuri, a poor fisherman's daughter who eventually becomes
the most desired geisha in Kyoto. Perhaps somewhat surprisingly, Memoirs
bears far more resemblance to James Michener's or even Pierre
Loti's work than to Shogun and Rising Sun. Memoirs of a Geisha is
by no stretch of the imagination a didactic book: it makes no pretense
that there are important things to be learned from Japan or even that
Americans need to know more about Japan. Indeed, the basic tone of
Memoirs seems consistent with the general American assumption of the
late 1990s that we don't need to worry about Japan anymore, and
that we certainly don't have anything useful to learn from the
Japanese. Japan, the novel seems to tell us, is very distant, very
alien, very exotic; it's a world unto itself, almost a fairytale
world into which Golden affords us a voyeuristic peek; it's an
unthreatening place, a world not of warriors or shrewd businessmen, but
instead of cloistered women, arcane customs and men obsessed with
pleasure (rather than economic domination). One might say that, with
Memoirs of a Geisha, Japan is being reinscribed in the American popular
imagination as an "Oriental" place: now that the Japanese
economic challenge has apparently been turned back by American might,
Japan can be comfortably relegated to its familiar spot in an
exoticized, eroticized, orientalized and, needless to say, feminized
corner of the American cultural map of the world.
With Memoirs of a Geisha, I would suggest, American images of Japan
have come full circle since World War II. The economic miracle is over,
Japan's threat to the American Way of Life has (apparently) passed.
Japan has returned to a familiar and comfortable place in the collective
American imagination, a longstanding default-setting only temporarily
interrupted by a few incongruous decades of Japanese success and
American self-doubt.
One final cultural icon that, along with the revived image of the
geisha, may just encapsulate American perceptions of Japan at the start
of the new millennium is also worth considering. This icon is
diminutive, wondrous and alien, cute and cuddly yet also monstrous and
aggressive, intellectually insipid and culturally pervasive, and a
product of real marketing genius. Yes, it's Pikachu, the ring
leader of Pokemon, the "pocket monsters" that have
immeasurably enriched Nintendo and inexplicably entranced American youth
after their release in 1998. Back in the mid-1980s, America's
foremost thinkers would probably have demonized Pokemon as a wily
Japanese plot, a clever scheme for undermining America's economic
security and national self-confidence through addictive trading cards
and crafty fast-food tie-ins. Such paranoia would, needless to say, be
unwarranted in the twenty-first century. Pokemon, like Japan today, is
at worst an annoyance and at best an amusing distraction.
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