Other People Are Not Extensions of Me

A recent workplace harassment scandal involving the mayor of Yokohama made me reflect on my own behavior toward others. Even when we believe we are correcting someone for their own good, our standards and values are not necessarily theirs.

Yesterday, the mayor of Yokohama apologized before the city council over allegations of workplace harassment.

According to media reports, some of his behavior had apparently been repeated to the point where one could only think, “This has gone too far.” Under the circumstances, the apology was probably unavoidable.

At one point during the questioning, he became tearful. What those tears meant, of course, only he knows.

Was he reflecting on what he had done? Was he thinking about his own future? I cannot know.

It is all the more unfortunate because Yokohama’s city administration has generally been regarded as successful, including its continued achievement of zero children on the daycare waiting list.

Workplace harassment cannot simply be brushed aside. Rebuilding trust will take time, and changing an organizational culture is never easy.

We often see similar scenes in movies and television dramas: a boss or colleague harshly reprimanding someone.

The person being scolded may have made a simple mistake, let their guard down, or simply been given a task beyond their ability. There are many circumstances, and within the story, there is usually some reason why they are being blamed.

As viewers, we may even think,

“Well, I suppose they had it coming.”

But when a reprimand goes too far, it can become harassment.

Even if the person giving the reprimand believes it is simply guidance or instruction, the person receiving it may experience it very differently.

I know that I can be demanding of other people.

There have been times when people around me have cautioned me about it.

Looking back, I think I was often trying to correct people because they had failed to meet the standards I expected.

I believed it would be good for them as well.

But perhaps that was simply a difference in values, and perhaps I was wrong.

Other people are not extensions of me.

They have different values, different experiences, and different abilities.

The same is surely true even within a family.

And this is something any of us can fall into.

There have been many other times when I have said too much.

I need to take what has happened to the mayor of Yokohama as a warning for myself.

I have already lived through a large part of my life.

For whatever time remains, I hope I can live with a little more consideration for the people around me.

 Other people are not extensions of me—and perhaps remembering that is one way to become a little kinder with the time I have left.

・・・

• workplace harassment — 職場でのハラスメント
• reprimand — 叱責する、厳しく注意する
• brush aside — 軽く扱う、問題にしない
• meet someone’s standards — 誰かの期待水準を満たす
• an extension of oneself — 自分の延長、自分の一部のような存在
• take something as a warning — 他山の石とする、戒めとする
• consideration for others — 他人への思いやり、配慮

#Yokohama #WorkplaceHarassment #Leadership #SelfReflection #HumanRelationships #Respect #LifeLessons #Japan #pathologist

Lives Caught Between the Two Sides of a Card

As Japan approaches August 15, memories of war return through television, family stories, and the news. Peace and madness can sometimes seem as close as the two sides of a single card—and countless human lives may lie between them.

Last night, NHK aired a drama about the young Osamu Tezuka, the man later known as the “God of Manga.”

He was born in 1928, and when the war ended in 1945, he was still only sixteen.

The drama depicted him narrowly escaping death during an air raid.

He saw many people wounded and killed before his eyes, and one line stayed with me:

“So this is what hell looks like.”

My wife, who was watching with me, said it reminded her of something her father often talked about.

He had survived the great air raid on Yokohama, and he said that one of the hardest things was having to step over many dead bodies as he fled.

What came back to my mind was something my mother once told me.

“I remember Yoshi-san”—my grandmother—“turning on the light in the room on the night of August 15 and saying, ‘It’s all right now, isn’t it?’”

Both kinds of scenes appeared in last night’s drama.

War seems to exist somewhere between sanity and madness, like the front and back of a card.

And when I imagine tens of thousands of human lives caught within that single thin card, I feel helplessly saddened.

In the news, I heard that a man in Ukraine who had been recovering the bodies of people killed in the war died in an explosion as he was getting into a vehicle.

The exact circumstances are not clear, but it is not difficult to imagine what may have happened.

To add yet more suffering to the deaths caused by war, and to the grief already carried by the bereaved.

How cruel can human beings become?

Or perhaps that cruelty appears cruel only when seen from one side.

Seen from the other side, perhaps someone could claim that it is not cruel at all.

Every year, as Japan marks the anniversary of the end of the war, Japanese people are once again made to confront war.

It is summer, and sometimes I think perhaps we should be enjoying ourselves more.

But perhaps this is something like a cross that Japanese people have been given to carry.

Even so, will all of this eventually become nothing more than a distant past?

I hope that this desire to mourn and remember, too, will remain caught between the two sides of that card.

I hope that our remembrance of the dead will always remain between the two sides of the card—between sanity and madness, peace and war.

 

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narrowly escape death
To survive a situation in which one came very close to dying.
九死に一生を得る

air raid
An attack in which aircraft drop bombs or launch weapons on a place.
空襲

sanity
A state of rational and mentally sound thought or behavior.
正気

madness
Extremely irrational, violent, or uncontrolled behavior or thinking.
狂気

the bereaved
People who are grieving because someone close to them has died.
遺族

recover a body
To find and retrieve the remains of someone who has died.
遺体を回収する

confront
To face and deal with something difficult or painful.
向き合う

a cross to carry
A continuing burden, responsibility, or suffering that someone must bear.
背負うべき十字架、重荷

distant past
A period of history that feels far removed from the present.
遠い過去

remembrance
The act of remembering and honoring someone or something from the past.
追憶、慰霊、記憶

#Japan #August15 #WorldWarII #OsamuTezuka #WarAndPeace #Remembrance #AirRaids #Ukraine #Peace #History #JapaneseHistory #pathologist

Taking It Easy When the Weather Makes You Feel Unwell

Typhoon Chan-hom crossed Japan after approaching Honshu from an unusual direction. With sudden changes in atmospheric pressure came headaches, fatigue, and a general feeling of being unwell—a reminder that sometimes the best thing we can do is simply take the day a little more gently.

Typhoon No. 15, Chan-hom, came straight toward Honshu from the east and crossed the island.

Around two or three in the morning, the rain was incredibly heavy, and it woke me several times.

After days of intense heat and too little water, the trees looked much healthier this morning.

Usually, I think of typhoons as approaching Japan from the southeast and moving northward.

This one, however, followed a very different course, and this morning did not bring the crisp, refreshing weather we often associate with the passing of a typhoon.

Still, the temperature is relatively low, and today’s high is apparently not expected to reach 30°C.

Normally, once the heat lets up, I quickly begin to feel better.

But not this time.

Perhaps because of the low-pressure system, I am not feeling quite myself.

I have a headache, some allergy symptoms, my stomach is not quite right, and my whole body feels sluggish.

I suppose this is what people call “weather-related illness.”

In the past, symptoms like these may simply have been dismissed as vague, nonspecific complaints, but these days they seem to be taken somewhat more seriously.

In particular, when atmospheric pressure changes sharply over a short period of time, as it does with a typhoon, the body may have even more difficulty adjusting.

This may reduce our efficiency at work, and perhaps even increase the risk of making mistakes or having an accident.

On days like this, I would rather try to stay calm, keep a smile on my face, and take things gently.

Fortunately, commuting is less stressful during the Obon holiday period this week, which helps a little.

Some days are better spent not pushing ourselves, but simply moving through them calmly.

 

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atmospheric pressure
The pressure caused by the weight of the air in the atmosphere.
気圧

weather-related illness
Physical symptoms or discomfort that may be associated with changes in weather or atmospheric pressure.
気象病

low-pressure system
An area where atmospheric pressure is lower than in the surrounding region, often associated with clouds, rain, and storms.
低気圧

sluggish
Feeling tired, slow, or lacking energy.
だるい、体が重い

nonspecific complaint
A symptom that is difficult to attribute to one clear medical cause.
不定愁訴、非特異的な訴え

adjust
To become accustomed to a new condition or situation.
適応する、順応する

let up
To become less severe or intense.
弱まる、和らぐ

take things gently
To avoid pushing oneself too hard and proceed at an easy pace.
無理をせず穏やかに過ごす

#Japan #Typhoon #ChanHom #Weather #WeatherRelatedIllness #AtmosphericPressure #Obon #SummerInJapan #DailyLife #TakeItEasy #JapaneseLife #pathologist

What Does It Really Mean to Be “Important”?

As August 15, the anniversary of Japan’s surrender in World War II, approaches, we hear many stories about the war. One phrase always troubles me: “a failed military operation.” When decisions made by those in authority cost countless lives, what does failure really mean—and what does it mean to be “important” in the first place?

Every year, as the anniversary of the end of the war approaches, I hear many stories related to the war.

One phrase always catches my attention:

“A failed military operation.”

Many soldiers lost their lives because an operation failed.

War is a struggle in which one side kills the soldiers of the other, and eventually there is a winner and a loser.

But what does it really mean for an operation in such a war to “fail”?

Is there any salvation for the lives lost because of that failure?

No.

When human lives are at stake, failure should not be allowed.

And yet, failures happen.

Perhaps there is no way around that.

But the people who command such operations are important people—people in positions of authority.

In the military, they receive specialized education, rise through the ranks, become senior officers or generals, and are entrusted with the lives of many people under their command.

And when their judgment is wrong, not only soldiers but also ordinary civilians may lose their lives.

It may not always be possible to say clearly what was a failure and what was a success.

Still, those in authority hold the power of life and death over the people beneath them.

There were people who had no choice but to entrust their lives to those considered important.

The judgment of important people is not necessarily correct.

And yet there are people who must live according to those decisions.

This is not limited to war.

In many structures of society, there are hierarchies.

And within those hierarchies, there are people who end up making sacrifices.

We could simply say, “That is how society works.”

But is that really enough?

Why is human society filled with so many contradictions?

Whenever the anniversary of the end of the war approaches, I find myself thinking about many things.

And as always, I do not know the answer.

Perhaps the hardest questions are the ones for which no one in authority can give us the right answer.

 

・・・

military operation
An organized action carried out by armed forces for a specific purpose.
軍事作戦

at stake
In a situation where something important may be gained, lost, or harmed.
危険にさらされて／かかっていて

authority
The power or right to make decisions and give orders.
権限、権力

rise through the ranks
To gradually move into higher positions in an organization.
昇進して地位を上げる

under one’s command
Under the control or leadership of a particular person.
指揮下にある

judgment
The ability to make decisions, or a particular decision made after consideration.
判断

the power of life and death
The power to determine whether someone lives or dies.
生殺与奪の権

hierarchy
A system in which people are ranked at different levels of power or importance.
階層制度、上下関係

make sacrifices
To give up something valuable, sometimes unwillingly, for a larger purpose or because of circumstances.
犠牲を払う

contradiction
A situation in which two ideas, facts, or principles seem to oppose each other.
矛盾

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The Relationship Between Negative Energy and My Blog

A quiet commute during Japan’s Obon holiday season made me realize something slightly uncomfortable: frustration, irritation, and other forms of “negative energy” may be part of what keeps my blog moving.

Because of the heavy rain that began late last night, the air was slightly cool this morning, and I woke up feeling refreshed.

I had wondered whether anyone would really bother going to work during this awkward gap between the scattered holidays of the Obon season, but apparently about 60 percent of the usual commuters still do.

The train was nearly empty, and I found myself grateful to the railway company for keeping the usual service frequency even at a time like this.

I wonder how many of the people heading to work are what we call essential workers.

My own profession is one of them. Illness does not take a holiday for Obon or New Year’s.

The cool weather will probably last only through the morning, and it will no doubt become hot again during the day. Still, at least there is none of the usual stress caused by a crowded commute.

And then a thought suddenly occurred to me.

What am I going to write about today?

I have only just written about my distrust of politics, and I also recently wrote, almost impulsively, about something that made me extremely unpleasant.

Inside the spacious train car, the people around me seemed relaxed. There was little of that tense atmosphere that usually says, “All right, another workday is about to begin.”

So then the question becomes: what am I supposed to write about?

Japan’s decline?

The Dodgers’ poor performance?

World peace, perhaps?

Global warming?

Environmental pollution?

Even if I wanted to write about such things, I know only a little about them, and opinions are often divided. They are not subjects I can properly deal with in the twenty or thirty minutes I usually have to write.

Still, when something negative catches my attention, I can usually turn it into material for my blog.

On a peaceful morning like this, however, even that becomes difficult.

Perhaps negative energy is one of the forces that drives my writing.

I could write more about enjoyable things, or about happiness.

Perhaps there are simply fewer such things.

Or perhaps, even when they are there, I do not particularly want to show them off.

Either way, they are strangely difficult to write about.

Of course, once I arrive at work, I will have to switch into full concentration and take everything seriously.

But perhaps there is also something good about arriving at work with my mind as relaxed as it is today.

Perhaps a little less negative energy is not such a bad thing, even if it leaves me with less to write about.

・・・

scattered holidays
Holidays that are separated by working days rather than forming one continuous break.
飛び石連休

essential worker
A person whose work is necessary for society to continue functioning, even during holidays or emergencies.
社会生活の維持に欠かせない仕事に従事する人

service frequency
How often trains, buses, or other forms of transportation operate.
運行頻度

tense atmosphere
A feeling of pressure, nervousness, or seriousness in a place or situation.
張り詰めた雰囲気

impulsively
In a sudden way, without much advance thought or planning.
衝動的に

material for my blog
A subject, experience, or idea that can be used as something to write about.
ブログのネタ

negative energy
Here, frustration, anger, anxiety, or dissatisfaction that becomes motivation for thinking or writing.
ここでは、不満・怒り・不安など、思考や執筆の原動力となる負の感情

drive my writing
To provide the motivation or force that makes someone continue writing.
文章を書く原動力となる

#Japan #Obon #DailyLife #Blogging #Writing #Commuting #EssentialWorkers #Kamakura #pathologist

Sorting Through My Father’s Belongings

Two months after my father’s seventh memorial service, I finally began sorting through some of the things he left behind. Among them was something that was a kind of shared “treasure” for both of us: an old stereo system, together with a collection of vinyl records.

It has been two months since my father’s seventh memorial service.

I had been thinking for some time that we needed to start sorting through the things he left behind, but somehow I could never quite bring myself to do it.

My mother, however, has apparently begun going through things little by little, so I decided it was time for me to take care of one particular “treasure” that my father and I shared.

Calling it a treasure may be an exaggeration.

It is simply an old stereo system.

But I brought it home, together with the records.

Some of the LPs were ones I had collected during my student days.

Back then, I got myself a credit card from Midoriya, a department store on Dogenzaka in Shibuya, and ended up spending more than I could afford.

Eventually, I had to sell quite a few of my records just to pay the bills.

Even so, there were some that I simply could not bring myself to part with.

And now, after all these years, I wanted to listen to them again.

Carrying the stereo home was no small task.

My back began to hurt, but somehow I managed.

Then I looked at the record player.

There was no stylus.

I searched online and was surprised to find how expensive some of them were.

And this did not seem like the sort of thing for which I should simply order something cheap and random on the Internet.

Then I remembered a recent episode of NHK’s documentary program 72 Hours.

It had featured a record shop, and I had been surprised to see just how many people still loved vinyl records.

Maybe that shop would have what I needed.

I looked it up online.

Apparently, it does.

So one of these days, I think I will go there and have a look.

Stopping off in Shibuya once in a while might not be such a bad idea.

Sometimes, sorting through what someone has left behind does not only bring back the past—it gives us a reason to go somewhere new.

sort through
to examine a group of things carefully in order to organize, keep, or discard them
整理する、仕分けする

belongings
the personal things that someone owns
所持品、遺品

memorial service
a ceremony held to remember someone who has died
法要、追悼式

bring oneself to do something
to make oneself do something emotionally difficult
思い切って〜する、気持ちを奮い立たせて〜する

part with
to give up or sell something that one would rather keep
手放す

stylus
the small needle-like part of a record player that touches the record groove
レコード針

vinyl record
a record made of vinyl, especially an LP or single
レコード盤、アナログレコード

no small task
something that is difficult or requires considerable effort
容易ではないこと

stop off
to visit a place briefly while traveling somewhere else
途中下車する、途中で立ち寄る

#Japan #VinylRecords #RecordPlayer #Shibuya #Memories #Family #LifeInJapan #pathologist #Kamakura

Trying Not to Become an Unpleasant Person

A badly parked luxury car, a couple who ignored a simple complaint, and a small lesson in everyday manners. Sometimes the people who irritate us most can also remind us how we ourselves should behave.

I went shopping at a store near my home.

There were only three parking spaces, and one car had been parked diagonally across two of them.

I was the third person to arrive, so I had no choice but to wait until that car left.

It was some kind of expensive luxury car whose name I did not even know.

Eventually, the couple who owned it came back.

I said to them, “I couldn’t park because of the way you parked your car.”

They completely ignored me.

Not even a small nod of acknowledgment.

They simply drove away.

They were an unpleasant couple.

Since they were driving a car like that, I suppose they must be extremely wealthy.

Perhaps they hardly ever have to go shopping for themselves in the first place.

And perhaps it has been so many decades since they last had to apologize to anyone that they have simply forgotten how.

There are actually quite a few people like that.

But then I thought that I should be careful not to become that kind of person myself.

As the old Japanese saying goes:

“Learn from the faults of others and correct your own.”

It is easy to notice unpleasant behavior in other people. The harder part is making sure we do not gradually become the same way ourselves.

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park diagonally
To leave a car at an angle rather than properly within a parking space.
斜めに駐車する

have no choice but to ～
To be forced to do something because there is no other reasonable option.
～せざるを得ない

luxury car
An expensive, high-quality automobile, often associated with wealth or status.
高級車

acknowledgment
A small action or response showing that you have noticed or understood someone.
会釈、認識を示すこと

unpleasant
Not enjoyable or agreeable; making others feel uncomfortable or annoyed.
感じの悪い、不快な

extremely wealthy
Having a very large amount of money or property.
たいそうな大金持ちの

apologize
To say that you are sorry for something you have done wrong.
謝る

learn from the faults of others
To observe other people’s mistakes and use them as a lesson for your own behavior.
他人の振り見て我が振り直せ

#Japan #JapaneseLife #EverydayLife #Manners #HumanNature #LifeLessons #Kamakura #pathologist

Why Politicians Leave Us Feeling Hopeless

From disaster-zone visits to expensive overseas trips and questionable local projects, public spending often leaves taxpayers wondering whose money politicians think they are using. It is a frustration that extends far beyond Japan.

Today is Risshū, the beginning of autumn according to the traditional Japanese calendar.

Although this is actually the hottest time of the year, autumn has already begun on the calendar.

Even at the peak of the heat, the days are gradually growing shorter, and I have been seeing far more dragonflies.

The temperature is expected to fall slightly next week. Now, all that remains is to wait for autumn.

Prime Minister Sanae Takaichi recently visited the earthquake-stricken areas of Kumamoto.

Judging from the television footage, she appeared to be accompanied by a considerable number of people. According to news reports, the visit itself lasted 51 minutes.

I think it was good that she found time in her busy schedule to travel to Kumamoto. Still, I could not help wondering how much the entire visit cost.

There is, of course, great value in a prime minister going to a disaster area and seeing the damage with her own eyes.

At the same time, I wonder how much a brief visit involving so many people actually contributes to helping those affected.

This morning, the news reported that the Fukuoka Prefectural Assembly had spent hundreds of millions of yen in public funds on overseas trips over the past several years.

In one case, members reportedly stayed at a hotel in Paris that cost well over 100,000 yen per night.

And the money, of course, came from taxpayers.

In Kamakura, the city assembly has faced criticism for installing a gold-colored display bearing the names of former assembly presidents and vice presidents, as well as current members.

Together with repairs to the wall, it reportedly cost approximately 3.85 million yen.

Kamakura’s local taxes are by no means cheap. It is difficult to accept that our money is being spent on something like this.

Do people become less careful with money because it is not money they earned through their own hard work?

Of course, some expenditure is necessary for politics and government.

There are things politicians cannot understand without traveling abroad. There are things they cannot see without personally visiting a disaster area.

But behind the phrase “necessary expenditure,” have they become numb to the fact that they are spending taxpayers’ money?

They want to achieve good government by spending other people’s money.

Sometimes I find myself wondering whether that idea is inherently impossible.

The moment politicians acquire power, some begin to behave as though public money and public office have become their personal property.

Do we not see far too many such incidents, from national government to local assemblies, in every corner of the country?

The same thing has probably been happening for centuries.

How much longer will this sense of hopelessness toward politicians continue?

And yet, suppose I became a politician and suddenly had public money at my disposal.

Could I treat it with the same care as the money I earned through my own hard work?

I am not entirely confident that I could.

Perhaps the problem is not only what power does to politicians, but what it might do to any of us.

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public spending
Money spent by a government or public authority.
公的支出、政府や自治体による支出

taxpayer
A person or organization that pays taxes.
納税者

disaster-stricken area
A place that has been seriously affected by a natural disaster.
被災地

public funds
Money belonging to a government or public organization, usually collected through taxes.
公金、税金などから成る公的資金

at someone’s disposal
Available for someone to use or control.
人が自由に使用・管理できる状態で

be numb to something
To become unable or unwilling to notice or react strongly to something.
何かに対する感覚が麻痺している

inherently
In a way that is a basic or inseparable part of something.
本質的に、生来

public office
An official position in government.
公職

in every corner of the country
Throughout the entire country, including many different regions.
国中いたるところで、全国津々浦々

not entirely confident
Unsure whether one would really be able to do something.
完全には自信がない

#Japan #JapanesePolitics #Politics #PublicSpending #Taxpayers #GovernmentAccountability #PoliticalPower #Kumamoto #Kamakura #Risshu #pathologist #Kamakura

Will This Summer Slip Away Before I Know It Again?

As August settles in, the trains begin to empty and many people prepare for their summer holidays. Meanwhile, my own summer seems likely to pass under a steady accumulation of work, deadlines, and plans made with the help of AI.

Perhaps because of the rain that had continued since last night, the morning was slightly humid, but not unpleasantly so.

The temperature has been a little lower over the past few days, which has been a great relief.

This morning, I left Ann’s walk to my wife and got up at my usual time, just before six.

I had only been walking Ann for a few days, but stopping so suddenly left me feeling that something was missing.

My body, however, is already exhausted from the mountain of work that has piled up day after day.

Perhaps this was just the right time to take a break.

Now that August has begun, perhaps more people are taking their summer holidays, because the trains have become less crowded.

This year’s Obon holiday period runs from August 13 to 16.

By using all five days of summer leave and taking tomorrow, next Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday off, one could create a ten-day holiday, including Mountain Day.

That would be quite a vacation.

There is, of course, the question of where anyone would want to go in this heat, but in any case, the trains will probably become even emptier from tomorrow onward.

In pediatric pathology, my own field, we have an academic meeting in September, so August is always busy with preparations.

This year, I also have a lecture at a kidney-related research meeting in September, and the preparation for that is hanging over me as well.

As I wrote recently, I have been asking AI to help schedule my work.

AI has no concept of a summer holiday, so it assigns me tasks day after day.

However, when I tell it that today is a weekend, or a holiday, or that I am tired, or simply do not feel motivated, it adjusts the schedule accordingly.

For now, I follow what it tells me.

I have had enough of panicking, so I suppose all I can do is keep going according to the plan.

In the end, it seems unlikely that I will have much of a summer holiday this year either.

Whenever the next request for work arrives, I tell myself that this time I will refuse.

It is time to let younger people do these things.

Strangely enough, though, while I am thinking that way, no requests seem to come.

Then, just as I begin to feel that I have a little too much time on my hands, another request arrives, and I find myself accepting it.

And so, unable to draw a clear line or bring anything properly to an end, this summer too seems likely to drift away before I know it.

Perhaps summer does not end suddenly; perhaps it simply disappears while we are still busy making plans for it.

 

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humid
Slightly wet and uncomfortable because there is a lot of moisture in the air.
湿気が多い、蒸し暑い

a great relief
Something that removes worry, discomfort, or difficulty.
大いに助かること、ほっとすること

a mountain of work
A very large amount of work.
山積みの仕事

pile up
To gradually increase or accumulate.
積み重なる、たまる

Obon holiday period
A summer holiday period in Japan when many people return to their hometowns and honor their ancestors.
お盆休み

hanging over me
Continuing to cause worry or pressure because it still has to be dealt with.
気にかかっている、重くのしかかっている

adjust accordingly
To change something so that it suits the situation.
状況に応じて調整する

have enough of
To no longer be willing to tolerate something.
もううんざりする、もう勘弁してほしいと思う

have too much time on one’s hands
To have more free time than one knows how to use.
手持ち無沙汰である

draw a clear line
To make a definite distinction or bring something to a clear end.
区切りをつける

#SummerInJapan #ObonHoliday #WorkAndLife #AIPlanning #PediatricPathology #DailyLife #KamakuraLife #pathologist #Kamakura

Moved to Tears by the Dedication of Nurses

NHK’s current morning drama, Kaze, Kaoru, tells the story of two pioneering women at the dawn of modern nursing in Japan. As the heroines confront an epidemic, their dedication brings to mind the nurses now working at disaster sites.

NHK’s current morning drama is Kaze, Kaoru.

The series follows two women who became pioneers during the early years of modern nursing in Japan. With its vivid portrayal of the historical period, it has become a drama that I do not want to miss.

I usually watch it on demand on my smartphone during my train ride home.

This week’s story appears to center on an outbreak of dysentery and the struggle to contain it.

Yesterday, there was a scene in which the two heroines, close allies who had been separated from one another, finally came together again and joined forces.

I nearly found myself in tears in the middle of the train.

At the same time, a major earthquake has struck Kumamoto, and many healthcare professionals have entered the affected areas to provide emergency assistance.

They wear vests marked “Doctor,” “Nurse,” and other professional titles so that their respective roles can be immediately recognized.

As I watched the nurses shown in the disaster coverage, their figures seemed to overlap with those of the heroines in the drama.

That may be why I was so deeply moved by their devoted work.

The drama also asks what it truly means to be a nurse.

Naturally, there is no single answer.

The young women struggle with their doubts, choose their own paths, and continue moving forward.

Whether we die at home or in a hospital, it will often be a nurse who cares for us during our final days.

I believe this is an excellent drama because it makes us reconsider why the nursing profession is indispensable.

It also reminds us that we must never take for granted the people who choose to carry out this demanding work.

These days, I find myself feeling greater respect for nurses than ever before.

Behind every hospital bed and every disaster-relief effort stands a nurse quietly protecting the dignity of another human life.

 

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pioneer
A person who is among the first to develop or introduce a new field, method, or idea.
先駆者、パイオニア

at the dawn of
At the beginning of an important historical period or development.
〜の黎明期に、〜の始まりに

dysentery
An infectious disease that causes severe diarrhea, often with blood, and can spread through contaminated food or water.
赤痢

contain an outbreak
To prevent an infectious disease from spreading further.
感染症の流行を封じ込める

join forces
To work together in order to achieve a shared goal.
力を合わせる、協力する

affected area
A place that has suffered damage from a disaster, conflict, or other serious event.
被災地、影響を受けた地域

disaster relief
Emergency assistance provided to people affected by a natural or human-made disaster.
災害救援、被災者支援

indispensable
Absolutely necessary and impossible to do without.
不可欠な、なくてはならない

take someone for granted
To fail to appreciate someone because their help or presence seems natural or guaranteed.
人の存在や貢献を当然のものと思う

dignity
The state of being worthy of respect, especially as a human being.
尊厳

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The Fear of No Longer Being Myself

A month ago, I turned to AI in near panic because my work had completely stalled. Since then, I have discovered just how powerful AI can be—not by doing my work for me, but by helping me organize it. Yet the more I rely on it, the more I wonder where my own thinking ends and AI's begins.

It has been about a month since I panicked over a mountain of stalled work and turned to AI for help.

Since then, my work has been moving forward smoothly.

Of course, nothing gets done by itself. I still have plenty of work that only I can do.

When I give AI my to-do list and ask it to organize my schedule, it creates a realistic plan for each day.

I started as "an experiment," but by the third day I was already following its suggestions almost without question.

Tasks that had been piling up for weeks began to disappear one after another.

Even when I add new assignments or things that worry me, it reorganizes everything with remarkable ease.

I have never had a personal secretary, but I imagine this is what it might feel like.

Then again, perhaps it is even better.

Unlike a human assistant, AI never gets sick, never has a bad day, and never becomes irritated.

For all I know, human secretaries may already be using AI themselves to manage the schedules of the people they support.

When something manages my daily life this efficiently, I find myself asking it about almost everything.

Little by little, I begin to think less with my own mind.

When I write an article, I still do the writing myself. If AI tells me what to tackle first, I follow that advice.

Then I ask it to review my draft as well.

Sometimes its revisions are so extensive that they almost amount to rewriting the piece, yet I often find myself agreeing with the result.

Only a year ago, AI still made mistakes often enough to make me uneasy.

Now it has become remarkably accurate.

I still have to check for hallucinations myself, but there are moments when I feel that my own professional knowledge is struggling to keep up with the amount of information AI can bring to the discussion.

I never imagined AI would become this useful.

Yet sometimes I feel as though it is quietly taking over part of my mind.

Perhaps I am simply becoming aware of the limits of what I can organize and think through by myself, leaving everything beyond those limits to AI.

I usually know what I understand and what I do not.

So I provide only the basic outline and let AI help with the rest.

Still, I do not think that should become the normal way of living.

If human beings are to remain fully human, we must understand both the strengths and the limitations of AI.

Perhaps our future lies not in competing with AI, but in recognizing where it reaches its limits—and expressing our humanity beyond that point.

The greatest risk may not be that AI becomes more intelligent, but that we gradually stop using our own minds.

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Word / Phrase	English Definition	日本語
stalled work	Work that has stopped making progress.	行き詰まった仕事
to-do list	A list of tasks that need to be completed.	やるべきこと一覧
follow someone's suggestions	To do what another person recommends.	助言に従う
pile up	To accumulate over time.	積み重なる
reorganize	To arrange something in a better order.	再編成する
hallucination (AI)	Incorrect information confidently generated by an AI system.	AIのハルシネーション（もっともらしい誤情報）
professional knowledge	Specialized knowledge gained through one's profession.	専門知識
struggle to keep up with	To have difficulty matching the speed or progress of something.	～についていくのに苦労する
take over	To gradually assume control or responsibility.	引き継ぐ、支配する
humanity	The qualities that make us human, such as judgment, empathy, and creativity.	人間性

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