Dman wrote:[Thane Camus] speaks Japanese without fault, no accent (as my wife tell me)...
Authentic conversation from a jackass Jap "chat show" some years ago where TC was the guest, gamely fending off predictably imbecilic questions from the audience:
Leather-faced old Jap obattarion bag in audience who sounded like she'd been gargling gin all day: "Thane-san, you speak beautiful Japanese! How did you learn to speak Japanese so well?"
Camus: "Well, it's my first language. I've spoken almost exclusively in Japanese since I was three years old. I've lived almost all of my speaking life in Japan."
Leather-faced old hag: "But, you speak Japanese so well. Just like a Japanese person!"
Camus: "Yes, but as I say, it's more or less my mother tongue..."
Leather-faced old banger: "Demo, honto ni Nihongo ga o-jouzu desu neeeee..!"
Camus (eyes glazing over, brow now in "furrowed" mode, but impressively steady under fire): "Tonde mo nai desu kedo..."
... return to beginning and repeat until the comercials come on so someone can slap leather-faced old bag over the head with a hammer and the show can move on to whether or not Thane Camus can use chopsticks, eat natto, smells like rancid butter, has a hairy arsehole, likes Jap birds etc. etc. ...
You've gotta admire the cat. If I regularly had to go through shit like that on national TV I'd be hitting the f*cking crack pipe every night. My current Jap squeeze (or
one of them, trivia fans ;—)) agrees that TC's got no accent, but she reckons she could tag him as a non-native speaker because of his sometimes peculiar intonation.
I reckon old Thane's okay. Thank god he lost the ponytail. Put it like this — I'd buy him a pint if he walked in to a pub I was boozing in and he was broke, which is more than I can say for most of the gaijin rent-a-clowns on Jap telly. TC's got a ot mellower (and softer round the midriff) since his scond wife had a kid a while back. Funny how they never mention the first wife he dumped and left behind penniless before he became a celebrity when he's banging on about how great it is changing nappies and happy-familying.
Still, if his first missus was anything like my ex-wife, he's well shot of the cow. Good luck to the c*nt.
It makes you think.
Muff

Accustom my heart to this darkness.