In the year 984 a Viking mariner bound for Greenland from Iceland, blown off course in a storm, drifted to an unknown land. There he sheltered as best he could until favorable winds rose to blow him home again. His name was Bjarni Herjolfsson 〞 a trader and a pirate. To be one was to be the other. The moral lines were blurred.

He would have laughed to think of us 1,000 years later remembering his commonplace little sailor*s mishap, which meant nothing to him but marks for us Europe*s first known contact with the continent that 500 years later was named America.

What bearing, it may be asked, has this on Japan?