SEE the water that burns and the earth melts. Do they know more and young Japanese Amaterasu, the sun goddess, the revenge of the Earth is disordered by the same sea that created them. In fact there are pictures of the water that eats their rice fields and burning well blazed, detailing their towns, their sheds and greenhouses lined up like soldiers of the Tenno, the ones that best describe the disaster in Japan.
Look at how the wave moves slowly and dirty in the plain of Miyagi, the prefecture where is Sendai, dragging boats and roofs, confused and unrecognizable debris, flames burning on the go in the water, lazily swallowing, without effort, the order flawless campaign and industrial districts created generations of sacrifice and effort.
He leaves behind a gray, flat expanse from which emerge only a few bare tree and as sturdy skeleton of buildings still standing. Another image in the eyes once again: The Hiroshima in August 1945. The epicenter was in the ocean and against the shoulder of the tsunami - a Japanese word, as Taifun, Typhoon, in waters where it is still popping and sinking volcanic islands like the monsters of the film, there are no defenses or building codes.
The offices of NHK, RAI Japan, were the first to take up and pass sequences of kicks and you can see computer monitors, LCD and fortunately, all without cathode ray tubes, which collapsed in her lap to employees and used, while the filing frenetic dance, but nothing really collapses in large buildings, because the regulations and precautions to take in Tokyo or in the center of Sendai.
But the long white wall of foam that comes from the east, the Pacific, and moves towards the villages of the coast by rolling on a perfectly flat water and intimidated by the monster before eating countries, has the pace and the relentlessness of those waves the Red Sea that would cover the soldiers of Pharaoh in pursuit of the people of Moses.
There are sequences in which a nation of fotomaniaci cameras and shot in great abundance, we can only imagine what happened under the dam Vajont. The houses begioline of two, three floors up, now built of cement and brick, not wood as they were more than up to the war, are raised and transported on top of other houses, when the water breaks through the dam in the hills and the plain widens .
Japan has for decades the nation in the world with more dams, rivers diverted and channeled in concrete dams with locks built by governments anxious to smooth orography restless and wild, producing floods and landslides in specific hurricane season typhoons and downstream by dragging the mama san and papa san stingy with their rice fields.
But when the reins to give concrete effect is what we see in full, which leads to downstream vessels and small boats, vans and cars, trucks and SUVs even those who deluded themselves to defy the anger of the earth. They are all symbols of modern Japan who are uprooted and submerged as the ultra-modern airport in Sendai, thrown away or sucked like the boat taking in the immense maelstrom, the maelstrom that is swallowing as a crumb in the bottom of the sink, in a still image that takes your breath away.
In the north, the two eternal enemies of humanity are allied friends, triggering the explosion and then a fire at a refinery that spews millions of gallons of fuel on fire in the waters that surround them, again reviving memories of the tragedies of war ship of large vessels that sink in the affected fire continues to burn their fuel consuming sailors are thrown from the wreckage.
The scenes that the great earthquake of Sendai, the city where the Italian national Trapattoni went to the retreat in the 2002 World Cup, are in essence a war movie without a war, all linked to Hiroshima, the bombing of Tokyo incendiary ate for days, those invasions of enemies that hit the beaches of the Empire as the walls of the tsunami yesterday, to the shores guarded by soldiers who knew they could only die in front of the excessive power of the opponent.
Knowing that no one would come in 1945 as in 2011 to save the soldier from the assault came from evil Yoshi. With the ever-present specter of the horror that those nuclear power plants, particularly dense in the affected area, project between disturbing reports of radioactive leaks and difficulties in cooling the nuclear reactor and warning announcements.
There is a wave that swells the hair brings bunches of cars and trucks for some reason all white, which in Japan is the color of the funeral rites, perhaps part of a "fleet" business. Float like dead insects with black wheels in the air for a slip on the artificial rapids created from the streets and inclines swallowed.
You see a big river boat with the bow straight from old cruiser, also white, surf comes in a perfect straight line. Exceeds fast all debris, vans with legs in air, the boats lighter and skidding, as a flagship of a fleet unwittingly spinning toward suicide an artificial waterfall that will eventually break it.
All we get instead, but there will be, images of the reconstruction will take place, as was the great Kanto earthquake, the plain of Tokyo, 80 years ago in Hiroshima, a city ugly today, but came back great and living in Kobe , which in 1995 was crushed as the elevated omelets by the earthquake killed over six thousand, but we know that there will be.
Why the perennial struggle of a people desperately against the rational nature of irrational bigotry that surrounds him is what he has done and continues to do in Japan. 
Look at how the wave moves slowly and dirty in the plain of Miyagi, the prefecture where is Sendai, dragging boats and roofs, confused and unrecognizable debris, flames burning on the go in the water, lazily swallowing, without effort, the order flawless campaign and industrial districts created generations of sacrifice and effort.
He leaves behind a gray, flat expanse from which emerge only a few bare tree and as sturdy skeleton of buildings still standing. Another image in the eyes once again: The Hiroshima in August 1945. The epicenter was in the ocean and against the shoulder of the tsunami - a Japanese word, as Taifun, Typhoon, in waters where it is still popping and sinking volcanic islands like the monsters of the film, there are no defenses or building codes.
The offices of NHK, RAI Japan, were the first to take up and pass sequences of kicks and you can see computer monitors, LCD and fortunately, all without cathode ray tubes, which collapsed in her lap to employees and used, while the filing frenetic dance, but nothing really collapses in large buildings, because the regulations and precautions to take in Tokyo or in the center of Sendai.
But the long white wall of foam that comes from the east, the Pacific, and moves towards the villages of the coast by rolling on a perfectly flat water and intimidated by the monster before eating countries, has the pace and the relentlessness of those waves the Red Sea that would cover the soldiers of Pharaoh in pursuit of the people of Moses.
There are sequences in which a nation of fotomaniaci cameras and shot in great abundance, we can only imagine what happened under the dam Vajont. The houses begioline of two, three floors up, now built of cement and brick, not wood as they were more than up to the war, are raised and transported on top of other houses, when the water breaks through the dam in the hills and the plain widens .
Japan has for decades the nation in the world with more dams, rivers diverted and channeled in concrete dams with locks built by governments anxious to smooth orography restless and wild, producing floods and landslides in specific hurricane season typhoons and downstream by dragging the mama san and papa san stingy with their rice fields.
But when the reins to give concrete effect is what we see in full, which leads to downstream vessels and small boats, vans and cars, trucks and SUVs even those who deluded themselves to defy the anger of the earth. They are all symbols of modern Japan who are uprooted and submerged as the ultra-modern airport in Sendai, thrown away or sucked like the boat taking in the immense maelstrom, the maelstrom that is swallowing as a crumb in the bottom of the sink, in a still image that takes your breath away.
In the north, the two eternal enemies of humanity are allied friends, triggering the explosion and then a fire at a refinery that spews millions of gallons of fuel on fire in the waters that surround them, again reviving memories of the tragedies of war ship of large vessels that sink in the affected fire continues to burn their fuel consuming sailors are thrown from the wreckage.
The scenes that the great earthquake of Sendai, the city where the Italian national Trapattoni went to the retreat in the 2002 World Cup, are in essence a war movie without a war, all linked to Hiroshima, the bombing of Tokyo incendiary ate for days, those invasions of enemies that hit the beaches of the Empire as the walls of the tsunami yesterday, to the shores guarded by soldiers who knew they could only die in front of the excessive power of the opponent.
Knowing that no one would come in 1945 as in 2011 to save the soldier from the assault came from evil Yoshi. With the ever-present specter of the horror that those nuclear power plants, particularly dense in the affected area, project between disturbing reports of radioactive leaks and difficulties in cooling the nuclear reactor and warning announcements.
There is a wave that swells the hair brings bunches of cars and trucks for some reason all white, which in Japan is the color of the funeral rites, perhaps part of a "fleet" business. Float like dead insects with black wheels in the air for a slip on the artificial rapids created from the streets and inclines swallowed.
You see a big river boat with the bow straight from old cruiser, also white, surf comes in a perfect straight line. Exceeds fast all debris, vans with legs in air, the boats lighter and skidding, as a flagship of a fleet unwittingly spinning toward suicide an artificial waterfall that will eventually break it.
All we get instead, but there will be, images of the reconstruction will take place, as was the great Kanto earthquake, the plain of Tokyo, 80 years ago in Hiroshima, a city ugly today, but came back great and living in Kobe , which in 1995 was crushed as the elevated omelets by the earthquake killed over six thousand, but we know that there will be.
Why the perennial struggle of a people desperately against the rational nature of irrational bigotry that surrounds him is what he has done and continues to do in Japan.
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