The Lochness Monster crossed the Pacific, and arrived a the port gates of the empire with hunger in its eyes. Desperate for the spices, minerals and resources that were being donated to the western world in minuscule quantities. Metal scales accented by red, white and blue war paint, with cannons breathing fire – pure display of aggression. The time for diplomacy with an uncivil beast had long past, like the Chinese Nian, it became restless, ready for blood. The conquistadors’ inherited nature had resurfaced in the form of the final beast, the biggest fish, feeling entitled to all that dwells on this natural orb.
Culture versus culture, civilizations at odds – Samurai, Judo and Sumo an with their primitively perfected arts couldn’t parallel the mystical sorcery that had been continuously improved through tribulations entrenched in passion for expansion rooted in war. In recognition, the gates were opened and the world pillaged.
Creating 4-Rs to replace the 4-Ps of marketing. Rearranging there approach, Reinventing their production process, Resting the sleeping giant, powered by Retribution were the drivers behind the economic progress of the 20th century.
In this, the land of the rising sun’s polarization of GDP occurred within 3 generations. The intense burning of the red rising sun shone so bright it turned its surrounding inot white embers – blinding the world, humbly forcing its traditions and mechanical approach into every corner of the earth, now demanding respect and admiration from those that once threatened its very existence.
Targeting the interior of the beast, overtaking one organ at a time, industry after industry, allowing the shell to remain, yet making the circuitry and wiring and motherboard its own.
That Lochness, once hungry for the spices, minerals and resources, is now desperate to drink from the ambrosia that its own greed and tyranny created.
The land of the rising sun, from one perspective the far east, a new dawn – beginning. From the opposition, the extreme west, the setting, dusk, evening – ending of an era.
Hakushu Distillery about 3 hours outside of Tokyo by train then 10 minutes by taxi….literally built in the middle of a forest at the base of a mountain that provides its water source. Of the two Suntory, by far the best distillery in terms of mechanization, tours and environment.
King Block Dean (El.Sin.Say)