
What is "What Am I Talking About?" : A Few Thoughts
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ïŒPicture a wide, open grassy field.ïŒ
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ïŒFor me, itâs a slightly wild patch of grass near Inokashira-koen Station in Mitaka, Tokyo.ïŒ
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ïŒBut it could be anywhere.ïŒ
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ïŒA riverbank would be nice.ïŒ
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ïŒMaybe a patch of grass beside a highway rest area.ïŒ
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ïŒOr some unremarkable open space in an old amusement park.ïŒ
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ïŒYou donât bring a platform to stand on.ïŒ
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ïŒYou just look around for a spot that seems slightly higher than the rest.ïŒ
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ïŒMaybe over there.ïŒ
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ïŒYou walk over, and it isnât as high as you thought.ïŒ
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ïŒToo low to call it a platform.ïŒ
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ïŒIt doesnât even look deliberate enough to call it a mound.ïŒ
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ïŒItâs practically just the ground. Still, itâs a little higher than everything around it.ïŒ
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ïŒSo you stand there.ïŒ
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ïŒThereâs clover growing nearby, and some shepherdâs purse too.ïŒ
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ïŒThere are probably mole crickets down there, and maybe a mole or two.ïŒ
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ïŒThey seem to be listening, sort of.ïŒ
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ïŒSo, what should I talk about?ïŒ
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ïŒâŠNo.ïŒ
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ïŒI didnât come here with something to talk about in the first place.ïŒ
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ïŒWell, in Japan, thereâs this idea of a Suberanai Hanashi, literally, âa story that doesnât slip,â or more naturally, a story that never bombs.ïŒ
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ïŒIt isnât âa funny story,â nor is it âa story that makes you laugh.â Itâs âa story that doesnât bomb.âïŒ
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ïŒBuilt into the phrase itself is the idea that a story can be judged: it either bombs or it doesnât.ïŒ
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ïŒIn the TV show Hitoshi Matsumoto no Suberanai Hanashi, there is even someone who embodies that judgment: Hitoshi Matsumoto, a master of comedy.ïŒ
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ïŒSomeone eagerly leans into the story, while others listen with bated breath, and laughter breaks out.ïŒ
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ïŒAnd the story gets its stamp of approval: âThat never bombs.âïŒ
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ïŒItâs a skating rink made for spectators.ïŒ
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ïŒSo what would be the opposite of a story that doesnât bomb?ïŒ
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ïŒThe obvious answer would be a story that does.ïŒ
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ïŒBut lately, Iâve started to wonder if thatâs really the case.ïŒ
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ïŒAs I was thinking about the phrase Nan no hanashi desu ka? â âWhat am I talking about?â â suddenly, the skating rink disappeared.ïŒ
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ïŒSuddenly, there was grass.ïŒ
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ïŒNot the perfectly trimmed grass of a stadium.ïŒ
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ïŒClover and shepherdâs purse grow wherever they like. Bare patches of soil show through here and there. There are mole crickets. There are moles.ïŒ
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ïŒAnd someone is standing there, talking.ïŒ
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ïŒThereâs no podium. Not even an orange crate or a plastic beer crate to stand on.ïŒ
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ïŒIt isnât even a place like Hyde Park in London, with a spot implicitly set aside for people to stand up and speak freely.ïŒ
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ïŒThe person speaking is standing on a spot only slightly higher than the ground around it. Barely a platform at all.ïŒ
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ïŒYou canât even tell whether anyone made it that way.ïŒ
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ïŒMaybe a mole made it yesterday.ïŒ
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ïŒAnd there, you talk.ïŒ
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ïŒYou can say something funny.ïŒ
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ïŒOr you donât have to.ïŒ
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ïŒThere can be a punchline, or there doesnât have to be one.ïŒ
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ïŒIt can be useful, or completely useless.ïŒ
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ïŒIf it somehow turns into a strangely touching story halfway through, thatâs probably fine too.ïŒ
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ïŒThe people listening might laugh.ïŒ
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ïŒOr they might not.ïŒ
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ïŒBut nobody judges it.ïŒ
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ïŒNobody declares that it bombed, or that it didnât.ïŒ
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ïŒBecause this isnât a skating rink.ïŒ
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ïŒCome to think of it, maybe before you can judge whether something âslipped,â you need a surface to slip on in the first place.ïŒ
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ïŒWhat happens if that surface simply isnât there?ïŒ
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ïŒThatâs what Nan no hanashi desu ka? looks like to me.ïŒ
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ïŒI donât mean a place for stories that arenât funny.ïŒ
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ïŒI mean a place where you can start talking without first deciding whether what youâre saying is funny or not.ïŒ
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ïŒIs it useful? Moving? Does it all come together nicely?ïŒ
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ïŒA place where you donât have to hang one of those labels around your neck before you start talking.ïŒ
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ïŒI didnât know there was an entrance to âtalkingâ like this.ïŒ
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ïŒAnd I found that kind of interesting.ïŒ
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ïŒThen again, I have no idea whether any of what Iâve written here is right.ïŒ
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ïŒMaybe Iâm just putting up a fence around the grass myself, saying, âThis is what Nan no hanashi desu ka? is.âïŒ
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ïŒIf so, Iâd better pull that fence back out.ïŒ
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ïŒThe mole crickets, the moles, even the shepherdâs purse have all been sort of listening. When the story is over, they each go home.ïŒ
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ïŒThe listeners donât need to worry too much about it. Neither does the person talking.ïŒ
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ïŒAnd Iâll go home too.ïŒ
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