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During my last trip to Tokyo: in a passageway, not far from the crossroads
where he preached, posters in the memory of Mr. Akao, who finally went
to rejoin the gods. He embodied the most obtuse nationalism, the most
paleolithic anticommunism, but he lent his ideas the profile of a noble
and dignified old man: only in Japan can one see such things.