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RANT 'N' RAVE

Monster madness
Monster madness

Illustration by Yukiko Leitch

A few days ago one of my relatives phoned and asked me about Pokemon. The cartoon show spawned a playing card game "that is so popular with children," my relative explained to me, "that it has been banned at some schools and is very hard to find! So please bring some small trinkets when you come visit."

Now, I know that most foreigners think the water tastes different here in Tokyo, but is there not something in the air, too? As the ever-materialistic Japanese Christmas/New Year's season draws closer, the madness in the air for Pokemon paraphernalia will only heighten. Parents and aunts and uncles everywhere beware the cute lure of this cartoon series. Here's why: Let's assume that your child is a fantastic negotiator and after an intense session of puppy dog eyes, you agree to buy one new Pokemon character a week. Even at this incredible rate it would take nearly three years to get all of the originally released 151 characters! Of course, this doesn't include any specially created second-generation characters. Once the maddening little devils have their hooks in, it will be a very long gift-giving season.

I knew that the show and characters were huge in Japan, but banned at schools in the States? I decided to head to the Pokemon headquarters to investigate these pernicious creatures. My next day off landed on a recent holiday and so I headed for the same place as godzillions of other children and their parents.

I dragged one of my friends along and as we neared the front entrance we saw The Line. The three abreast lineup went to the corner and just as we thought we were at the end, it snaked around and went another half a block! I asked the Japanese girl holding the End of the Line sign how long it would be. "About 45 minutes," she replied.

Employees of the store walked The Line, wearing yellow jackets and sporting secret agent-like earpieces. As we neared the front, we saw people taking pictures of the crowded entranceway. Wahoo! It was in sight!

We were finally allowed in. Parents with their children were everywhere. I swam through the knee-high patrons to check out the stuff my relatives had requested. There were signs on items limiting purchases to ten. Wow! I decided I had better check with the clan back home before I actually bought anything. It turned out to be a good idea because the line to get to one of the tills was a ten-minute wait! We finally emerged from the store to see a CNN camera setting up to take footage of the crowd.

Good luck to parents and children everywhere finding the latest and greatest Pokemon trading cards, cause it's war out there. Oh, and please try to leave some stuff for the rest of us waiting in The Line.

Many thanks to reader Craig Olson for this Rant.

Metropolis Online
RANTS AND RAVES:
299: Monster madness
The Pokemon craze
298: Winter Blues
Non-exsistent central heating
297: Permit me
The purpose behind a re-entry permit
296: Techno Prisoners
Electronic music ain't for everyone
295: New Joke City
Inane questions about life in Japan
294: Glazed Eyes
The boringness of Japanese news
293: How convenient
Conbinis better than vigilant parents
292: Cash Points
ATM machines in Japan
291: Swingers
The swinging hand of death
290: The Art of Noise
First live music experience in Japan
289: Pop till ya drop
No talented pop superstars
288: What a gas
Getting gas is the ultimate trip
287: That sneaking feeling
Innappropriate touching techniques
286: Nan desho...
Annoying "desho gaijin"
285: Lucky duckies
Being a foriegner is so tough
284: Don't bank on it
Japanese banks no joy
283: The Voice
Being followed by the high-pitched female squeak
282: Sayonara, Roppongi
Sad to say goodbye
281: Pay Per View
Paying for NHK
280: Helpless Hands
The need for consensus
279: A Pizza Cap
Indigestible Japanese pizza
278: Potty talk
Taking your time in women's washrooms
277: Vanity for dummies
Tokyo teen tanning trends
276: Chuocide
Gruesome entertainment on the Chuo
275: Hairdon'ts
Rainbow-colored tints on obasans
274: Rave and rave
All that's good about Japan
273: I'm speechless
I wanna speak Japanese!
272: The cat's meow
Annoying little Hello Kitty
271: What a load of tat
No tattoo bathing rules
270: Can it
Summer cravings for hot canned coffee
269: The baby blues
Knee-jerk child-bearing
268: Vote for silence
Election intimidation
267: Raping for ratings?
Educating the masses about other cultures
266: On yer bike
Hostility towards Tokyo bikers
265: The sound of muzak
Local supermarket music
264: Bomb away
Hi-tech, low patience, emotional laptops
263: Bread blues
Japan's pathetic bread selection
262: Gene genie
Amazing train dozers
261: Knicker  nickers
Underwear theivery
260: Strike me pink
The big deal about cherry blossoms
259: Hello? Anyone home?
Questioning kogyaru intelligence
258: Issues with tissues
No tissues for foreigners
257: Tales of the tub
Appreciating the ofuro
256: Taking our licks
TC criticized cover to cover
255: Rulers of the road
Driver negligence in Tokyo
254: Chotto obasan!
Obasan train power
253: One man's music
Becoming one with the noise
252: Coin of the realm
Japan, coin capital of the world
251: Get real
See me! I am solid matter
250: Mother of all shoppers
Shopping sprees on vacation

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