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Indeed, Japan and the Internet have gone together like sushi and ketchup. It's still surprising that tech-savvy, gadget-happy Japan sat on the sidelines during the boisterous dotcom boom. (Remember that?) Even today, in Japan, the world's second largest economy, only 625,000 homes have high-speed Internet access, out of a population of 126 million people. PCs never caught on, in part because the first models were ugly and bulky and used keyboards the Japanese aren't comfortable with. "We're keypad people," says DoCoMo's president, Keiji Tachikawa...
...surprise to learn that he grew up amid gangsters in his Asakusa neighborhood of Tokyo. "I watched yakuza guys getting stabbed in the stomach, punched in the head, all that stuff, ever since I was a kid," he recalls. In Brother there's a scene in a sushi restaurant in which a gangster rams chopsticks up the nostrils of a rival gangster. Then he punches him in the face. "I saw that once when I was a kid," Beat says. "That's how I got the idea...
CHOPSTICKS, PLEASE It may make your eyes tear, but wasabi, that fiery green stuff served with sushi, could be good for your teeth. Japanese researchers find that an ingredient in the Asian horseradish (no, it's not mustard) seems to inhibit the growth of bacteria linked to cavities. If raw fish doesn't hold much appeal, the cavity-fighting compounds, called isothiocyanates, are also present in cabbage...
...After a two days of listening to unchallenged invective - where are the liberal callers? is there a lock box on their phones? - I literally got an upset stomach. (Or it could have been the sushi I bought that afternoon in the TIME cafeteria.) So I rolled the dial over to New York's sports station WFAN, where Mike Francesa and Christopher "Mad Dog" Russo were doing their usual Martin-and-Lewis routine. But not about sports: about the election. And guess what? They both voted for Bush. It wasn't until late Wednesday night, on Joe Benigno's encounter-therapy...
...exited the movie theater with a friend after seeing The Perfect Storm, both of us were silent for a second, perhaps pondering the lives of the six crew members who died aboard the Andrea Gail. 'I'm really craving sushi,' he said, breaking the silence. 'I gotta stop at Barnes and Nobles afterwards.' 'Oh, can I borrow your cellphone?' etc. etc. Neither of us brought up the movie for the rest of the night. Why would we? The Perfect Storm had absolutely nothing going for it-no character development, no suspense (we all knew the real story), no payoff...