Chinese PM Wen Jiabao trapped in vocal onslaught

from the Australian

Chinese PM Wen Jiabao trapped in vocal onslaught


WHAT do Sea Shepherd Conservation Society’s prisoner-of-conscience Peter Bethune and China’s Mr Conviviality, Premier Wen Jiabao, have in common?


In Tokyo, hordes of horrendously amplified nationalist ranters and probably a headache at the end of each day.

Yesterday, Mr Wen and New Zealand’s most infamous son (in Japan) were barely 1500m apart and for those in between it was an excruciating aural experience.

Mr Bethune is on trial at the District Court in Kasumigaseki.




The anti-whaling activist booked his date with Japanese justice by rashly leaping aboard Shonan Maru in the Southern Ocean in February, the patrol vessel having earlier run down and destroyed his $3 million speedboat.

Upholders of traditional values – such as citizens group the Society for the Restoration of Sovereignty – don’t often get the opportunity to give the likes of Mr Bethune an earful and they are raucously making the most of it.



Yesterday, one devotee procured a much sought-after public ticket for the hearing, but was bundled outside after bellowing at the accused: “You fascist.”

Outside the District Court, two brave and burly Bethune supporters, Gary Thomason and son Robert, brought a megaphone to even the score a little.

They didn’t last long either, fallen upon by the ranters and then hustled apart by the coppers.




These same police nonchalantly turn their backs when the nationalists sound-trucks idle around the city at weekends blasting out venomous nonsense at jet-take-off volumes.

Mr Wen was spared proximity to the ranters when visiting the Otemachi headquarters of Nippon Keidanren, the Japan Business Federation, at lunchtime but there was no way of avoiding their racket.



Mr Wen had earlier indulged in mild jogging and indiscriminate glad-handling of regulars at Yoyogi Park and played some baseball with students at Sophia University. Really, China’s No 2 leader must wonder, “what must you do to win these people – or at least shut them up?”

“Un Kaho, go home,” bellowed the sound-trucks, squatting as close as the police would allow them to Keidanren, which unfortunately was below The Australian bureau’s rattling window panes.


本当に、2人のリーダーがそうしなければならない中国のNoは不思議に思います ― 「あなたは、これらの人々を獲得するために、何をしなければなりません – または少なくとも、彼らを閉じられます?」


Un Kaho is the Japanese rendering of the Chinese characters forming Mr Wen.

“Let’s knock out Un Kaho,” screeched megaphones, cunningly automated with pre-recorded messages.

Most of the megaphone wielders looked to be on the dozy side of 60 and perhaps reluctant to expend breath on authentic live chanting.



Among the many things annoying them were Mr Wen’s coming to Japan to steal their advanced technology, Chinese occupation of Tibet and Xinjiang and the treachery of Prime Minister Yukio Hatoyama’s hosting the visit.

Mr Wen calls on Emperor Akihito today, but with the benefit of a ruddy big moat and 20m high stone walls between him and His Imperial Highness’s noisy subjects.

He should appreciate the sudden quiet.




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