This morning, the right wing nuts were out in force, kicking up all kinds of noise and playing "gunka" (military songs) over their massive loud speakers.

We happened to be at the same intersection where they were stopped at a red light. My elder son, as he crossed the street, paused before one of the buses and gave it a long hard look. When he got near me, he asked:

"What the hell was that? Something to do with Karate?"

I burst out laughing, but understood why he was confused: the symbols and logos employed by various karate dojos can be awfully similar to those used by the uyoku (right wing) here. And the parents of kids doing karate look like just like the shady characters you find driving the gaisensha (sound trucks).