Revelling in their democratic right, the citizens of Tokyo vote today on whether to opt for a party of out of touch old men complicit in cronyism, or a party of out of touch old men possibly not quite as complicit in cronyism.
While I — opting to accompany the missus in order to feel at least a part of such a splendid political process — could only get this far before being told in no uncertain terms that I wasn’t allowed in with her.
Which wasn’t what I went for, and wasn’t very welcome.