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Japan's Busy Police Follow Visitors Off Beaten Paths; System Compared With Soviet SENDAI, Japan—Judging from my own experience, anyone who wishes to keep in close, uninterrupted contact with Japan's numerous and highly organized police force cannot do better than journey through the northern regions of the empire, Tohoku and Hokkaido. In fact, at this last stage of a journey of 18 days, I am moved to reflect that the police could probably prepare a better, or at least a more minute record of my comings and goings than I am able to do myself. Many years ago I saw a play which was largely based on the life of a group of individuals who were likely to come into collision with the strong arm of the law. At periodic intervals they would strike up a chorus, in which the main burden was: "The dashed police, the dashed police, the DASHED police are here." After being interviewed, by proxy, through my interpreter, by at least a dozen courteous but most' insatiably curious policemen and after being shepherded every moment of my stay in some places by these guardians of the peace I must confess the chorus resounded in my recollection more than once. Visas Not Enough Some countries are -satisfied if a foreign visitor or resident presents a properly visa passport. Others also require the showing and registration of the passport at any hotel where the foreigner may stop. The Japanese police in these northern regions go much farther in their effort to keep in constant touch with the itinerant foreigner. The filling out of the registration blank at the hotel or Japanese inn was, as I found, invariably followed sooner or later by the personal appearance of a local policeman who asked every conceivable question, from one's age to' the purpose of one's travel. Sometimes the guarding care of the police assumed still more complete forms. In Aomori, for instance, the port at the northern end of the Main Island where one boards the ferry for Hokkaido, the local policeman, although he showed signs of fatigue by the end. of the day, systematically accompanied me wherever I went. When I left Aomori, for a visit to the marine biological laboratory at the neighboring seaside resort of Asamushi, the policeman, without any invitation, climbed into the car and sat in at my conversation with the head of the laboratory, *a biologist of high reputation, although one suspected that the officer's knowledge both of English and of the subjects of the conversation—the reflex sensitivity of fish, the formation of coral reefs,
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Original index title | Northwest history. Japan. Agriculture. |
Newspaper | Christian science monitor ; 11-4-1936 |
Title | Japan's busy police follow visitors off beaten paths; system compared with Soviet |
Description | Japan's busy police follow visitors off beaten paths; system compared with Soviet |
Subject Keys | Sendai, Japan ; agriculture |
Date.Original | 1936-04-11 |
Resource Identifier | nwh1-43 |
Subjects |
Northwest, Pacific -- History -- 20th century Japan -- History -- 20th century |
Resource Type | Text |
Genre | Clippings |
Source | Northwest history box 1 |
Language | English |
Rights | http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/CNE/1.0 |
Rights Notes | Copyright not evaluated. Contact original newspaper publisher for copyright information. |
Description
Original index title | 1 |
Resource Identifier | nwh1- |
Subjects |
Northwest, Pacific -- History -- 20th century United States -- Japan -- 20th century |
Resource Type | Text |
Genre | Clippings |
Source | Northwest history box 1 |
Language | English |
Rights | http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/CNE/1.0 |
Rights Notes | Copyright not evaluated. Contact original newspaper publisher for copyright information. |
Full-Text | Japan's Busy Police Follow Visitors Off Beaten Paths; System Compared With Soviet SENDAI, Japan—Judging from my own experience, anyone who wishes to keep in close, uninterrupted contact with Japan's numerous and highly organized police force cannot do better than journey through the northern regions of the empire, Tohoku and Hokkaido. In fact, at this last stage of a journey of 18 days, I am moved to reflect that the police could probably prepare a better, or at least a more minute record of my comings and goings than I am able to do myself. Many years ago I saw a play which was largely based on the life of a group of individuals who were likely to come into collision with the strong arm of the law. At periodic intervals they would strike up a chorus, in which the main burden was: "The dashed police, the dashed police, the DASHED police are here." After being interviewed, by proxy, through my interpreter, by at least a dozen courteous but most' insatiably curious policemen and after being shepherded every moment of my stay in some places by these guardians of the peace I must confess the chorus resounded in my recollection more than once. Visas Not Enough Some countries are -satisfied if a foreign visitor or resident presents a properly visa passport. Others also require the showing and registration of the passport at any hotel where the foreigner may stop. The Japanese police in these northern regions go much farther in their effort to keep in constant touch with the itinerant foreigner. The filling out of the registration blank at the hotel or Japanese inn was, as I found, invariably followed sooner or later by the personal appearance of a local policeman who asked every conceivable question, from one's age to' the purpose of one's travel. Sometimes the guarding care of the police assumed still more complete forms. In Aomori, for instance, the port at the northern end of the Main Island where one boards the ferry for Hokkaido, the local policeman, although he showed signs of fatigue by the end. of the day, systematically accompanied me wherever I went. When I left Aomori, for a visit to the marine biological laboratory at the neighboring seaside resort of Asamushi, the policeman, without any invitation, climbed into the car and sat in at my conversation with the head of the laboratory, *a biologist of high reputation, although one suspected that the officer's knowledge both of English and of the subjects of the conversation—the reflex sensitivity of fish, the formation of coral reefs, |
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