The Voice of Fukushima: A Cry From The Heart - Ground Zero 01: Earthquake

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In Part 1 of the ebook serial “The Voice of FUKUSHIMA - A Cry From the Heart” Yogan Baum, longtime resident of Yotsukura, a fishing village near Fukushima, relates how he experienced the M 9.0 Tohoku mega quake of 3/11/2011. Awed by the intensity of the experience he is unaware of its consequences. This book weaves a tapestry entwining both raw terror and some of the fruits of years of reflection. More
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About Yogan Baum

“What brought you here?” is a question Yogan Baum was asked hundreds of times over the years. “Well”, he used to say, “the train, mainly”: which is not untrue. After a weeklong ride on the famed Moscow Peking Express of 1984 he rolled through China some more, went up in the air for the second time in his life, reached Hong Kong and took to the air again. He saw Philippine palm trees out of an oval window and there he was in Japan. The immigration officer looked into his wallet, then at his naivity, in despair and stamped his passport: “Welcome to Japan!”

The friendly Narita information girl, “moshi moshi”, charmed him and the green scented tatami in his hotel room made him feel at home instantly. He had arrived.

What made Yogan leave his own country, then? Was it a love of travelling? When he was a child he spent many happy hours exploring maps. He loved the deep brown highlands of South America and, before all else, Tibet. Not Japan. Later on India was his dream destination – something made him veer off course and so he did not reach Bombay but Iwaki, Japan, instead. Was it Tony Scott and Hozan Yamamoto’s “Music for Zen Meditation and Other Joys” that hooked him? The magic of the Shakuhachi he could not resist. It conjured up pictures of a rural hillside in autumn, of wind rustling in leaves and mist rising from the valley. Yogan felt at peace. He felt at ease in the eerily spine chilling strains of these strange sounds.

Did he find that hillside, then? That peace? As for that hillside, Yogan hasn´t found it yet. Could it be his present state of being in limbo, between loss and hope, will lead him towards the light he once had a glimpse of, in a lost world far, far west of here?

Not a hillside in autumn – a family was what he found in Japan! A wife. Children. A whole, new, unexpected, wonderful life! He worked hard and learned to be a husband and a father. Their life in the small fishing port of Yotsukura, Iwaki City, was as happy as could be. People were good to them, and they tried their best to be responsible. All foreigners are outsiders, yes, but being on the outside of things has its advantages, too. Opening his soul to the near vastness of the Pacific Ocean and the night stars high above gave him space to breathe: there was nothing much he missed.

Life changed dramatically on and after March 11, 2011. They were spared in many ways: the megaquake did not break them, the killer tsunami stopped short of their street, and the triple meltdown of the ruined Dai-ichi nuclear power plant 20 miles north of here miraculously came to a halt somewhere below the crippled plant. Thanks, mainly, to the courage of a man called Kan. Where and in what state it is, and how to deal with it, is absolutely unresolved. It is the black heart of Fukushima.

Life changed all the more as it went on as if nothing had happened. This, the second catastrophe, is the real one, Yogan now thinks. Japan was spared and squandered its chance to rise out of the ashes. The old guard was too strong. Japan suffers and there is no end in sight. It could have contributed to a better world. It didn’t. Fukushima’s tears could have watered the seeds of a better future. Japan was not allowed to. This is bitter.

Yogan tells the sad story of defeat as it unfolds in one man’s, one family’s struggle. He tells it to honor those who suffer in silence. The old. The children. The uninformed. The victims.

He does not claim to be uninvolved in his report on life twenty miles from ground zero. “Ground Zero” it is, how ever often one will hear that “it was just an accident”. That is a lie nobody should accept. Yogan does claim to be completely honest in showing, how human hubris, as exemplified in the recently exploded dream of “unlimited energy, for free!”, blighted all existence so close to the shore.

Life is precious. It is fragile. We have to treasure it if we want to survive. “Life is an ocean”, a song says, “but it ends”, too. We are stewards, not kings.

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Review by: Richard Lung on April 02, 2016 :
The voice of Fukushima – a cry from the heart
by
Yogan Baum

This free e-book is the first, in a series, that eventually lives thru the M9 earthquake, and ends moments before the Japanese tsunami of March 2011. This is as if the author himself was one of its nearly twenty thousand victims. In his rush home, after the mega-quake, he very nearly was.
So, the scene is set, from the point of view of a globe-trotter, who just happened to land, over twenty years previously, in a little fishing village, twenty or so miles south of the Fukushima nuclear power plants.

The story is indeed a cry from the heart, drawing breath in asides about incidentals of Japan, and its family and working life, in which he came to share. His narrative doesn't shun odd coincidences, that crop-up.
The author plainly states that he wants the reader to appreciate the feelings behind the words. But this is really one persons journey thru life, to which the nuclear-power folly is just an outrageous political intrusion.

The personal story kept me reading, more than could a worthy text on the “hubris” of atomic power, however much I might sympathise. Yet, the author has an intelligent awareness that supposed human destiny is more like fate, perhaps terrible, yet not here over-stated.
For me, the most moving passage in the book (it moved me to tears, to tell you the truth) is how the author honors the leadership of the then Prime Minister, Naoto Kan, later to be ousted, for business as usual:

“Think of the more than 10,000 fuel rods in cooling tanks and you have over 14,000 fuel rods in Dai-ichi alone, all ready to run wild if not constantly cooled. Add the thousands in Dai-ni to gain a more complete picture. March 11 brought the world much, much closer to unspeakable horrors than most people realise. Only by a certain amount of good luck, the courage of some good men and the grace of the gods, as former Prime Minister Naoto Kan said in a recent speech, were we saved.”
“… This self-effacing truly honorable Naoto Kan himself saved his own country from ruin, and the whole world from catastrophe. We were saved by the courage of two men, the other being plant manager Masao Yoshida…
Kan was not to be bent: for that one time in his life he stood his ground in the face of overwhelming adversity and ordered TEPCO to continue cooling efforts…
Yoshida testified he felt he was sure to die, but even though, he did not give up his post. Through his own personal example he got enough men to stay inside the ruined plant, literally crawling in the dark, to somehow save us all. These men plus two or three scores of firefighters from Tokyo,…”

Business as usual makes for an enduring tragedy of the nuclear madness, not only in Japan.
The British government (in league with the French) practises the death-worship of renewing its Trident totem of planetary life-threatening nuclear weapons and their nuclear-power accessory.
The sequel books by Yogan Baum are likely to be at least as readable and enkightening on this dreadfully under-rated issue.
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