Noisiest nation in the
world?
By RONALD E. YATES
In a nation famous for poets and Zen masters who venerate "the
way of silence" and who seek tranquility in hushed Japanese gardens,
cacophony is winning the day.
Despite its reputation as a land of serenity and chirping
cicadas, Japan is a nation of noise — more noise perhaps, than any other nation on earth.
"It's like a war has been declared on our senses," said
psychologist Atsuko Sumitani. "And our senses are losing."
Indeed, and the primary weapon that has turned the tide in favor of
noise is the lowly loudspeaker, an implement that in Japan is accorded a
status rivaling such indispensable and fundamental inventions as the wheel
and the steel plow.
From the time Japanese rise in the morning until they go to bed at
night, they are under a constant barrage of announcements, sales pitches,
warnings, reminders, and commentaries — all from loudspeakers which have
been placed strategically just about everywhere humans might eat, sleep,
work or roam.
The
announcements are often preceded and followed by buzzers, bells, chimes,
sirens or yes, even the greatly amplified chirp of a cicada — a sound
which when pushed to the 95-decibel level can sound more like Godzilla
than a tiny bug.
"The garbage truck is coming, the garbage truck is
coming," blares the speaker atop a blue and white garbage truck as it
winds its way through a neighborhood picking up refuse. A moment later,
the speaker releases a few bars of "Coming Through the Rye" and
repeats the announcement.
"We have poles to hang your laundry," screeches a
recorded song from a green Toyota pickup with long aluminum rods
protruding from the rear. "Toilet paper for your old
newspapers," wails another recorded announcement from a blue Subaru
van before lapsing into a shortened rendition of Beethoven's "For
Elise."
"The train is
coming, the train is coming," howl dozens of loudspeakers on the
platforms of railroad and subway stations, "it is dangerous so please
stand in a neat line behind the white line.” For the benefit of those
Japanese who might not know that a train pulling up to a platform can be
dangerous, the message is repeated again.
Once on the train, the assault continues with reminders not to
spread out newspapers when the train is crowded, or to please sit closer
together so more people can sit down, or not to forget anything when you
leave the train.
On Tokyo's huge subway system passengers are even given a special
warning when the train is about to enter a curve: "We are going
around a bend and the train will sway a bit. Please grip the nearest strap
tightly."
Even in the relative sanctity of one's automobile one is not free
from the onslaught of recorded messages and announcements. Police
helicopters sometimes cruise above expressways and city streets delivering
lectures on safe driving and accident prevention to drivers who, more
often than not, are stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic. Police cars prowl
the streets announcing the license numbers of illegally parked cars and
warning their owners to move them or find them towed away.
"The noise is infuriating because you can't get away from
it," complained Yoshiko Sano, the 79-year-old founder of Japan's
Association of Noise Pollution Victims."
"There are no laws in Japan to govern the use of loudspeakers
on neighborhood streets or to control the amount of noise shops, vendors
and peddlers can make," said Mrs. Sano. Actually, a law to control
loudspeakers was passed in 1989
by Japan's Diet but it applies only to the streets around government
buildings, foreign embassies and political party headquarters, where
Japan's ubiquitous right-wing sound trucks are likely to appear to
broadcast political harangues.
"For the average person in Japan the law is meaningless,"
says Mrs. Sano, a pioneer in fighting noise pollution in a land where,
ironically, such battles are often waged in silence. Between 1962 and 1974
when she lived in Tokyo's Shinagawa district, Mrs. Sano waged a war with
four small factories that were allowed to open their doors in what since
1941 had been a residential district. Noise from the factories and their
trucks along with the bright lights put up for night production crews
finally drove Mrs. Sano out of the neighborhood — but not before she
filed a lawsuit.
After eight years of court battles she was awarded a cash
settlement and moved to Yokohama, where she has continued to wage war
against Japan's noise merchants through her Association of Noise Pollution
Victims. "The Japanese people have no idea of the adverse effects
noise pollution has on the body and mind," adds Mrs. Sano. "A
large part of our activity is educating people about how dangerous the
noise is they must live with. We want to arouse their concern ... so they
will understand the kind of physical and physiological damage noise can
cause."
Unfortunately, most Japanese have either decided to accept the
continuous barrage of noise or have grown inured to it through a kind of
collective conditioning process, say researchers like Sumitani.
In a society that still emphasizes the group over the individual,
loudspeakers are seen as an effective tool for inculcating discipline and
certain kinds of behavior, say researchers. If the loudspeaker says stay
behind the white line, then many Japanese feel ashamed if they don't obey.
The problem is that the combined effect of all these recorded
announcements constitutes an assault on the senses and contributes to
stress.
A recent study of several hundred Tokyo office workers and
commuters found that four of 10 were suffering from excessive stress,
hearing impairments or some form of stress- related neuroses — a far cry
from the serenity Japan's 17th century haiku poet, Matsuo Basho, alluded
to when he wrote:
"The
voice of a cuckoo
Dropped to the lake
Where it lay floating
on the surface."
"While noise produced by cars, trucks and motorcycles is not
unique to Japan, the proliferation of intrusive loudspeakers and recorded
messages is.
When one enters even the tiniest store in Japan — whether it's a
noodle shop or a giant department store — a recorded message timed to
begin when the automatic sliding door opens will issue a loud: "Irashaimase!"
(Welcome!). Once inside, individual displays of products, each with its
own recorded message, often implore customers to "Take a look at this
watch," or "Please spend your money wisely by buying these
pantyhose."
Small airplanes and hovering helicopters sometimes use loudspeakers
to buzz neighborhoods to announce sales on used cars and furniture, and
following one of Japan's chronic earthquakes, loudspeakers located
strategically in trees or on high poles will announce: "We just had
an earthquake."
Some parks — especially in large cities like Tokyo — have even
placed loudspeakers in trees so taped bird calls can be played for
visitors eager to hear the sounds of nature that have been obliterated by
... what else? ... other loudspeakers.
And most ironic of all are the urban Buddhist temples that have
installed loudspeakers to broadcast lectures on the virtues of silence.
That's a bit like disturbing the sedate atmosphere of a library by making
loud and intrusive announcements about not talking.
When it comes to intrusive noise I have always liked the way Ring
Lardner handled it in his 1920 book "The Young Immigrants" when
he wrote the following line: "'Shut up,' he explained."
© Chicago Tribune 1990

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Editor's note: Ronald
E. Yates launched his professional career with a BSJ (Bachelor of Science in
Journalism) from the University of Kansas back in 1969. Apart from Japan,
where he served as Tokyo bureau chief for the Chicago Tribune from
1974 to 1977, and once again from 1985 to 1992, his colorful and sometimes
hazardous life as a foreign correspondent has taken him to
Vietnam, the Philippines, South Korea, China, Thailand, Indonesia,
Singapore, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Cambodia, Malaysia, Afghanistan,
India and Pakistan, as well as Mexico, and various hot spots in Central and South
America.
Besides penning something like 3,000
articles over the years, he has authored and co-authored several
books, perhaps the best known of which is "The Kikkoman
Chronicles: A Global Company with a Japanese Soul" —
the fascinating story of how a centuries-old Japanese soy sauce maker
steeped in tradition embraced modern technology and marketing
methods in order to win success in the tough U.S. market.
Since 2003 Prof. Yates has been Dean of
the College of
Media at the University of Illinois, which includes
the Department of Journalism he previously headed. For more detailed biographical notes, and an impressive selection
of telling articles, please visit the author’s personal homepage
at http://yates.ds.uiuc.edu/new/index.html.
I would like to express sincere thanks to Prof. Yates for granting
permission to republish the above article here in Eyes on Japan. |

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