My first heart throb was a Japanese actor
who played a caricature of a samurai
better than anyone,
and while he never looked shaved
he never had a beard.
I think he may even have been the one
the first top journalists imitated
and after them the well-heeled publicists,
although I may have that in the wrong order.
Today, even perfume ads for men
exploit the iconic image, and while
this doesn’t bother me, it does
make me wonder about the western
hullabaloo surrounding the samurai caste –
These guys never created a thing;
they were merely good at reacting
and while they were pretty impressive
you’ve got to admit: a good knee-jerk
is still a jerk.