Since yesterday, a few things have happened:
1. The emperor addressed the nation publicly to express his concern. I believe the last time this happened was in 1945 at Japan’s surrender in WW2. Somehow his appearance didn’t make me feel better, it made me feel worse.
2. Escaping radiation, fires…? who knows? The Japanese will swear to the end that nothing is going on. Here’s one of my favorite translated quotes from the TEPCO (Tokyo Electric Power, the plant owner) after an explosion and TWO fires at the No.4 reactor:
“We can’t get inside to check, but we’ve been carefully watching the building’s environs, and there has not been any particular problem,” said Hajime Motojuku, the spokesman for Tokyo Electric. Oh, well, that makes me feel better. I’m glad they have magical eyes that can see seeping radiation. Yay. If TEPCO says, “We might possibly have a minor issue here with some low-level radiation potentially seeping out,” I’m running for the hills.
3. Fuel rods are definitely exposed. This is bad news. Some of them are uranium and some are plutonium mixes. They tried to get a helicopter to spray water but the levels of radioactivity were too high.
4. Some more embassies have advised citizens to leave Tokyo but the US is not advising it yet.
I’m painting some nails, listening to music (“Ball of Confusion” by the Temptations seems to be particularly apt) and staying calm. Most importantly, I am NOT reading the US news sources since they’re mostly hysterical. I know it makes for good ratings, but they need to ease off a little. Oh, and Glenn Beck can die in a fire (but we all knew that anyway).