For those of you rolling your eyes at the prospect of reading my annual column whining about the lack of central heating in Japan, wait. This one, I promise, will be different. Because things are changing in Japan.
I knew something was up this winter when I walked into the university teachers' room and the secretary had the heat on so high I had to open a window to keep from getting heat stroke. I never thought I'd be complaining about tropical weather in wintertime in Japan.
Then, upon entering the classroom, the students had turned up the heat so high, I was afraid of contracting malaria. Of course, it's understandable since fashion dictates they must stay sexy all winter long and wear tank tops and miniskirts even in subzero weather. The cold surely keeps the skin rosy. I suspect that these students are even (gasp!) sleeping with the heat on so they can wear sexy negligees.