TOKYO - What will really be this radiation? You do not see, do not hurt, I'll be caught some, too? Because no one controls us, tells us something? Where are those machines that you always see on TV? And then, to know the truth, would serve to something, it might save us? Dark thoughts of six hundred troubled souls, the first vanguard of the tsunami refugees arrived in Tokyo homeless, jobless and without a future.
And a thousand gathered in pastel colors in a tatami-style choreography "efficiency and simplicity" so dear to the Japanese government. Adachi District, north-eastern outskirts of the capital, where those who could already left and who may not prefer to stay at home with supplies of food and gasoline.
Budo sports hall, one of the many temples neighborhood of martial arts. Here, the prefecture of Tokyo brought together the first refugees from the villages surrounding the city of Ivaki. Those villages that we review eight days overwhelmed by the waves of the Pacific in the scenes of amateur video and which is just forty kilometers from the Fukushima nuclear power plant on fire.
"Safe distance" for the government official who persists in believing only at risk areas within a radius of thirty kilometers from the reactors out of control. And for this hardworking employees of the prefecture have been dealing with guests, take care of them, even to comfort them. But control of radioactivity even talk about it.
Why? "There is no" answers, after the ritual bowing deeply, the municipal employee Michiado Haisaki that when there are natural disasters, it organizes exhibitions on a national sport. The truth is that men and equipment are all committed to the north to fight an invisible enemy in a fight is not yet decided.
Haisaki knows it well: "We can not test at all. I have just made someone who was particularly concerned about." And what came out into the street to go get tests at their own expense. For others only torment and grumbling in a scenario apparently peaceful, almost surreal. On the floor of the central field, topped by a steel ceiling and an oval numbered and empty tribunes have been set up with booths no taller than a meter, a micro-view, all the same, only with the colors of the rugs affectation chosen care: two yellow and one blue, two green and then a pink and then two more blue and one yellow.
In every niche sit, eat and sleep in young families, couples with small children who will be thirty in total. Privacy does not exist but that's okay. There are locker rooms for athletes to socialize and the kids happy change. The room was used for heating instead was equipped with the same criteria for the elderly.
On two long tables in what was the corridor of the spectators, there is the kingdom, Japan Organization: bottles of tea, a giant screen LCD always tuned on the news, facsimile of a pile of rubbery croissant, pajamas pokémon pink with white on the heart, you're mobile and internet stations monopolized by three teenagers in the group.
Impeccable but not enough. The Arena Budo refugees all have the same torment. Have been contaminated? And break the wall of too many clichés about the psychology of the Japanese began to protest timidly. Kanamaru Spouses who walk in slippers in the crowd even doubt the sincerity of the government.
"Do you know why we do not control?" Asks the husband, without factory worker while his wife nods, "because they do not want to know the truth. It has now decided that everything is quiet and even simple checks would be a contradiction." She took the floor, tells the story of an old car and too little to rescue all that night.
Of his elderly parents who remain in their cabin Ivaki. "Here I am reassured because they are 42 km from the central fire. I tell you what exactly happens to the thirtieth kilometer? Is there a screen set by the government and stop the radiation? Meanwhile, my parents are isolated, have no light or phone I do not know what happened to.
" It is not really addressed but distrust. And so. A twenty-year old T-shirt in whose family name is Suzuki announced with a wink: "I go out tomorrow and I'm going to make me alone the analysis. Here, however, I do not trust. They would be able to tell the fake but not to alarm the population." The organizer of exhibitions provided emergency and pretends not to hear you insert kindly: "Fear is natural but here are all well.
So much so that soon, later this month, this assistance will end. And everyone will have to try to live by alone. The building is used for sporting events. " It seems to him a note of optimism, but the effect is devastating. Refugees surrounded him. "But where shall we go?", "Who says that everything will be safe?".
The clerk stumbles: "Maybe we could extend for several weeks, but rest assured that everything is going well." Word of the prefecture of Tokyo. 
And a thousand gathered in pastel colors in a tatami-style choreography "efficiency and simplicity" so dear to the Japanese government. Adachi District, north-eastern outskirts of the capital, where those who could already left and who may not prefer to stay at home with supplies of food and gasoline.
Budo sports hall, one of the many temples neighborhood of martial arts. Here, the prefecture of Tokyo brought together the first refugees from the villages surrounding the city of Ivaki. Those villages that we review eight days overwhelmed by the waves of the Pacific in the scenes of amateur video and which is just forty kilometers from the Fukushima nuclear power plant on fire.
"Safe distance" for the government official who persists in believing only at risk areas within a radius of thirty kilometers from the reactors out of control. And for this hardworking employees of the prefecture have been dealing with guests, take care of them, even to comfort them. But control of radioactivity even talk about it.
Why? "There is no" answers, after the ritual bowing deeply, the municipal employee Michiado Haisaki that when there are natural disasters, it organizes exhibitions on a national sport. The truth is that men and equipment are all committed to the north to fight an invisible enemy in a fight is not yet decided.
Haisaki knows it well: "We can not test at all. I have just made someone who was particularly concerned about." And what came out into the street to go get tests at their own expense. For others only torment and grumbling in a scenario apparently peaceful, almost surreal. On the floor of the central field, topped by a steel ceiling and an oval numbered and empty tribunes have been set up with booths no taller than a meter, a micro-view, all the same, only with the colors of the rugs affectation chosen care: two yellow and one blue, two green and then a pink and then two more blue and one yellow.
In every niche sit, eat and sleep in young families, couples with small children who will be thirty in total. Privacy does not exist but that's okay. There are locker rooms for athletes to socialize and the kids happy change. The room was used for heating instead was equipped with the same criteria for the elderly.
On two long tables in what was the corridor of the spectators, there is the kingdom, Japan Organization: bottles of tea, a giant screen LCD always tuned on the news, facsimile of a pile of rubbery croissant, pajamas pokémon pink with white on the heart, you're mobile and internet stations monopolized by three teenagers in the group.
Impeccable but not enough. The Arena Budo refugees all have the same torment. Have been contaminated? And break the wall of too many clichés about the psychology of the Japanese began to protest timidly. Kanamaru Spouses who walk in slippers in the crowd even doubt the sincerity of the government.
"Do you know why we do not control?" Asks the husband, without factory worker while his wife nods, "because they do not want to know the truth. It has now decided that everything is quiet and even simple checks would be a contradiction." She took the floor, tells the story of an old car and too little to rescue all that night.
Of his elderly parents who remain in their cabin Ivaki. "Here I am reassured because they are 42 km from the central fire. I tell you what exactly happens to the thirtieth kilometer? Is there a screen set by the government and stop the radiation? Meanwhile, my parents are isolated, have no light or phone I do not know what happened to.
" It is not really addressed but distrust. And so. A twenty-year old T-shirt in whose family name is Suzuki announced with a wink: "I go out tomorrow and I'm going to make me alone the analysis. Here, however, I do not trust. They would be able to tell the fake but not to alarm the population." The organizer of exhibitions provided emergency and pretends not to hear you insert kindly: "Fear is natural but here are all well.
So much so that soon, later this month, this assistance will end. And everyone will have to try to live by alone. The building is used for sporting events. " It seems to him a note of optimism, but the effect is devastating. Refugees surrounded him. "But where shall we go?", "Who says that everything will be safe?".
The clerk stumbles: "Maybe we could extend for several weeks, but rest assured that everything is going well." Word of the prefecture of Tokyo.
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