Sexless Japan
Story for The Guardian with missing grafs:
Are a new generation
of Japanese men really losing interest in sex? And if so, what's behind the
malaise?
It's not easy being a
young man in Japan today. Every few months sees the release of a
new set of stats and stories trumpeting the same meme: today's
Japanese men are unmanly – and worse, they don't seem bothered by it.
Tagged in the domestic
media over the past few years as hikikomori (socially withdrawn boys), soshoku
danshi (grass-eating/herbivore
men, uninterested in meat, fleshly sex and physical or workplace competition), or
just generally feckless, Japan's Y-chromosomed youth today elicit shrugs of
"why?", followed by sighs of disappointment from their
postwar elders and members of the opposite sex. With the country's economy
stagnant at best, its geopolitical foothold rapidly slipping into the crevice
between China and the United States, and its northeast coastline still
struggling with the aftermath of disaster and an ongoing nuclear crisis, the
reaction to a failure of Japan's men to take the reins, even symbolically, has
evolved from whispers of curiosity to charges of incompetence.
In the most recent government study, published at the end of last
month, the percentage of unmarried men spiked 9.2 points from five years ago.
More telling: 61% of those unwed men reported not having a girlfriend, and 45%
said they couldn't care less about finding one.
What gives? As anyone
who has watched Japanese or
Korean pop videos knows, the popular
image of men in Asia, seen from a western perspective, is more effeminate than
macho, rife with makeup, stylised hairdos and choreographed dance steps. Even
so-called punks in Japan lean more to Vivienne Westwood than Malcolm McLaren –
more familiar with fashion spreads than the spitting in the street.
And yet Japan was rebuilt from the ashes of
the second world war into an economic and technological powerhouse with
historically unprecedented speed on the backs of labourers, mainly men, laying
the rails of the nation's astonishing bullet train, for example.
Why the generational
malaise and indifference to sex?
Theories abound. The most provocative to me, a Japanese-American and longtime Tokyo resident, is that Japanese women have become stronger socially and economically at the very same time that Japanese men have become more mole-ish and fully absorbed in virtual worlds, satiated by the very technological wizardry their fore bears foisted upon them, and even preferring it to reality.
"I don't like real women," one bloke superciliously sniffed on Japan's 2channel, the world's largest and most active internet bulletin board site. "They're too picky nowadays. I'd much rather have a virtual girlfriend."
Theories abound. The most provocative to me, a Japanese-American and longtime Tokyo resident, is that Japanese women have become stronger socially and economically at the very same time that Japanese men have become more mole-ish and fully absorbed in virtual worlds, satiated by the very technological wizardry their fore bears foisted upon them, and even preferring it to reality.
"I don't like real women," one bloke superciliously sniffed on Japan's 2channel, the world's largest and most active internet bulletin board site. "They're too picky nowadays. I'd much rather have a virtual girlfriend."
Virtual girlfriends
became a sensation last summer, when Japanese game-maker Konami released its
second-generation of its popular Love Plus, called, aptly, Love Plus +, for the
Nintendo DS gaming system. Konami skillfully arranged for an otherwise deadbeat
beach resort town called Atami to host a Love Plus + holiday weekend. Players
were invited to tote their virtual girlfriends, via the gaming console, to the
actual resort town to cavort for a weekend in romantic bliss. The promotion was absurdly successful, with local resort operators reporting
that it was their best weekend in decades.
I tried to explain the
phenomenon via a TV interview for a US cable station: the men who spent
their yen on a weekend of romance with a digital lover were a subset of a
subculture many times removed from mainstream Japan. They are known as otaku, or hyper-obsessive and often asocial men who
seek solace in imaginary worlds (not unlike many artists and writers, I should
add). Nevertheless, these were clearly young Japanese men of a generation that
found the imperfect or just unexpected demands of real-world relationships with
women less enticing than the lure of the virtual libido. You can't have sex
with a digital graphic, but you can get sexually excited, and maybe satisfied,
by one.
Of course, the insertion of the male libido into virtual domains is neither new nor strictly Japanese.
In 2004, American feminist writer Naomi Wolf wrote in New York magazine that “the onslaught of [Internet] porn is responsible for deadening male libido in relation to real women, and leading men to see fewer and fewer women as ‘porn-worthy.’” Earlier this year, the same magazine, in a story titled, “He’s Just Not That Into Anyone,” voiced the concerns of a young American man who discovered that he was faking orgasms with real women, largely because they were less satisfying than online offerings.
And earlier this month, the tanking marriage rate in the US cast the entire institution into question--especially for men with receding incentives.
The phrase
"herbivore men" was coined by a female Japanese
journalist in 2006. By 2009, the Japanese male's lack of ambition,
sexual or otherwise, had become a media meme. With the latest reports in
Japan, of men who can't get it up for real women who won't get married or have
kids, the mutual gender-chill
phenomenon has become mainstream. It may be the future, but is it really
Japanese?
"Maybe we're just advanced human
beings," says a Japanese friend of mine who won't let me use her real name over dinner last week in Tokyo. She is an attractive, 40-something editor
at one of Japan's premier fashion magazines, and she is still single. "Maybe,"
she adds, "we've learned how to service ourselves."