While I was working today, this strange though flashed through my mind. For some reason, I imagined in a second what would samurais do if they lived in an era of technology likes ours. I saw a samurai coming back home from a battle, still wearing his armour, carrying his swords, blood on his face – his own and his opponents’ -. He would take off his shoes, come inside the house, face his wife, smile and bow, she would smile too and retain her tears of happiness to see him alive. He would then look at both his sons, he would smile to them too, they would bow. Then the warrior would walk passed them, giving a little fatherlike tap on both of their heads, and before taking off anything, he would sit at his computer. Life in the house would resume.

Welcome to facebook, please login.

He would type, slowly but surely, wiping the blood off his fingers from time to time. Then he would start to giggle, reading his mates, who just came back from war, status:

xxxxxxx has chopped a couple of arms but brought none home.

xxxxxxx has a sore elbow and wonders if he should get this 2 inches deep cut fixed.

xxxxxxx brought someone’s head home and got kicked out by his wife.

Then it makes me wonder if samurais would cominucate their pein more than they used to. My vision of a samurai is made of strong warriors who would never complain. If they had a medium like the internet, would they gather in a chat room and talk about political issues, would they ask each other where they got hit? Does it hurt? I don’t see them communicate their pain because they could isolate and meditate on their pain or solve it within themselves. Nowadays, everything is more exposed and everyone reveals more then they used to.

xxxxxxx doesn’t want to fight anymore.

xxxxxxx is missing the taste of milk which has been replaced by the taste of blood.

xxxxxxx is feeling sad, so sad.

Is it a good thing? To communicate and share is good but a certain extent. Does over communication makes us weaker?

So i leave my samurai in front of his computer, I leave him giggle while his wife is preparing tea and his kids are playing around. After all, he just comes back from war. Maybe a little moaning on facebook can’t hurt that much.

xxxxxx is home.