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Angry White Pyjamas: A Scrawny Oxford Poet Takes Lessons From The Tokyo Riot Police | 
 enlarge | Author: Robert Twigger
Publisher: Harper Paperbacks
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ISBN: 0688175376
Dewey Decimal Number: 796
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Publication Date: April 1, 2000
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Adrift in Tokyo, translating obscene rap lyrics for giggling Japanese high school girls,, "thirtynothing" Robert Twigger comes to a revelation about himself: He has never been fit nor brave. Guided by his roommates, Fat Frank and Chris, he sets out to cleanse his body and mind. Not knowing his fist from his elbow, the author is drawn into the world of Japanese martial arts, joining the Tokyo Riot Police on their yearlong, brutally demanding course of budo training, where any ascetic motivation soon comes up against bloodstained "white pyjamas" and fractured collarbones. In Angry White Pyjamas, Twigger blends, the ancient with the modern--the ultratraditionalism, ritual, and violence of the dojo (training academy) with the shopping malls, nightclubs, and scenes of everyday Tokyo life in the 1990s--to provide a brilliant, bizarre glimpse of life in contemporary Japan. Adrift in Tokyo, "thirtynothing" Robert Twigger came to a revelation about himself: He had never been fit or brave. Guided by his roommates, he set out to cleanse his body and mind. Not knowing his fist from his elbow, the author is sucked into the world of Japanese martial arts and joins the Tokyo Riot Police on their year-long, brutally demanding course of budo training, where any ascetic motivation soon comes up against blood-stained "white pyjamas" and fractured collarbones. In this entertaining book, Twigger blends the ancient with the modern--the ultratraditionalism, ritual, and violence of the "dojo" (training academy) with the shopping malls, nightclubs, and scenes of everyday Tokyo life in the 1990s--to provide a brilliant, bizarre glimpse of contemporary Japan.Adrift in Tokyo, "thirtynothing" Robert Twigger came to a revelation about himself: He had never been fit or brave. Guided by his roommates, he set out to cleanse his body and mind. Not knowing his fist from his elbow, the author is sucked into the world of Japanese martial arts and joins the Tokyo Riot Police on their year-long, brutally demanding course of budo training, where any ascetic motivation soon comes up against blood-stained "white pyjamas" and fractured collarbones. In this entertaining book, Twigger blends the ancient with the modern--the ultratraditionalism, ritual, and violence of the "dojo" (training academy) with the shopping malls, nightclubs, and scenes of everyday Tokyo life in the 1990s--to provide a brilliant, bizarre glimpse of contemporary Japan.
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Aikido is not always gentle. March 4, 2008
Eye-opening. What the Japanese police practice seems more like Aikijutsu. The author and his gaijin classmates really deserve kudos for having stuck it out for the entire course.
Irreverant and Authentic January 11, 2008
This is a valuable book. Most books written about Martial Arts study are technique-centric, myth inspired anecdotes (usually third-hand legends) or philosophical contemplations of a self-styled modern-day samurai.
Sprinkled throughout with the characteristically dry British humour, Twigger takes us on a very transparent personal account of his experience in Japan, as a young man in search of identity, masculinity, and adventure. It is then no surprise to learn he finds himself alongside others with similar aspirations, except, he finds the courage to join a 1-year gruelling course in elite Yoshinkan Aikido training. His ambition is rewarded, and as students, we can find re-assurance in the reality chronicled in this story.
Twiggers personal accounts of his survival through an acceptance of: pain overcome by endurance, fear overcome by conditioning and fixation overcome by principle and finally, mastery attained by practice are all valid observations. It is good to see that someone has finally shown a degree of personal honesty in spelling this out. Most often, the candor on frustration, personal misgivings about effectiveness, anger etc. are not reflected by those who practice or aspire to master Aikido, their ego won't allow for this. Aikido, is not an art you can learn casually or quickly, most lessons come by way of painful failure and routine torture.
This account of training most closely matches what I have learned of pre-war (WW2) training with the founder. One personal gripe that I have is related to the author's second-hand accounts related to the founder Morihei Ueshiba. If he finds speculation on marital fidelities and practices to increase sexual ki amusing, he should keep this to himself as it is shameful to insult someone in this manner, publicly and without basis. I respect that this is a memoir, and no doubt an artifact meant to amuse himself and others, however this added nothing to the story for me.
I find the authors irreverance towards Japanese culture unique as well. In some ways I am glad he wasn't simply sipping the same Kool-Aid found in Japanophile dojo's. I think this adds to the authenticity.
Last, I'm glad that the author spared us the non-sensical psuedo religious/mystical rants that many unfortunately spout about Aikido. Do your homework. The great masters of Aikido were flawed human beings, many of not most of them loved to fight and learned this art not in search of enlightenment, but because they needed to learn how to handle multiple attackers.
 simply the best March 28, 2007
This book is hands down the best autobiographical material available on training in Asian martial arts. I love martial arts as both practice and history. I train in shotokan karate and am widely read in a variety of martial arts and in general Japanese history. I believe in honoring hierarchy and preserving tradition. But the, frankly, willful ignorance of the critical reviews here I have no respect for. Twigger's book is not only outstanding as literature, it is exceptionally non-judgemental. People who confuse personal observations and opinions as some kind of objective slander have simply fallen into the cult-like group-think displayed by so many western practitioners of Asian martial arts. It's pathetic, really.
I guarantee you that if you are desperate for a work that combines real martial arts with real literature, this is the best and perhaps only book available to you.
Inspirational November 14, 2006
2 out of 3 found this review helpful
This book gives me inspiration to continue practicing Aikido.
The one of the best line in the book that I have read is:
"The Japanese were more light hearted. For them aikido was a lifetime occupation; if you were too intense you wouldn't last it out".
Aikido is a different martial arts. You think you knew something then suddenly you will realize that you haven't learn that much.
And you still suck at it.
Every time that this happens, I grab this book and just re-read it again.
I have already read the book at least 5 times. And every time
it gives me an energy to continue practicing this art of PEACE.
 Not always so accurate September 25, 2006
0 out of 1 found this review helpful
I've lived in Japan for 4 years now and sprained my knee in the dojo Robert writes about...if that's some badge of expertise. He gets a lot right in this book ... and maybe that's the problem. Just like the movie "Lost in Translation", he shares his unique views of a complicated nation. At one point, he even seems to admit the difficulty outsiders have when looking at Japan. Yet, that didn't seem to slow up his stereotyping.
He denounces Japanese food, an amusing thing from a Brit. I've seen little evidence of English competency in cooking, yet the world seems enamoured with Japanese food.
He knows two SGI folks in in his apartment complex - that relegates a very high-profile, worldwide organization (one with obvious flaws and great assets)to cult status. He never seems to get to the point of Yoshinkan Aikido - or did I miss it in his negativity. Yoshikan teaches the basics of Aikido better than anyone else. Whether you stay with them or not, you can learn so much from these folks.
After reading the book, I'm lost at why someone with so much disdain for Japan was here. If Robert had lived in better circumstances, I'm sure his views of Japan would have been more positive. But, if Japan was half as screwed up as he claims, why be here?
Again, there is merit in the book. Anyone considering practicing martial arts in Japan should read it first. Just remember - it's not a bible but an opinion. And, lesson number two, try to have another way to get by other than teaching English.
Bryant
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