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Fate spared "kamikaze survivors"
By Bruce Wallace
Three times during the final months of World War II, Japanese officers sent Hamazono off to die, ordering him to crash-dive a single-engine plane stuffed with bombs into an American warship.
Bad weather aborted the first mission, an oil leak the second. On his final attempt in April 1945, he encountered three American pilots over the sea off Okinawa. In the ensuing dogfight, Hamazono was burned and took shrapnel in his shoulder, but his plane limped home.
You could call him the luckiest man in Japan, though Hamazono didn't see it that way at the time.
"I was, of course, ready to die," says Hamazono, who instead has aged into a bent but dignified 81-year-old. Fate allowed him to see his hair turn wispy and gray. And fate made him part of one of history's strangest and most exclusive brotherhoods: "kamikaze survivors."
Most still were waiting for orders to fly when Japan surrendered to the Allies in September 1945. A handful of others were spared because they did not reach their intended targets a failure Hamazono found intolerable at the time. He was on standby to fly a fourth mission when Japan capitulated. Denied the opportunity to redeem his honor, he felt disgraced.
"I wished I had died," he says.
In the postwar years, a traumatized nation treated the kamikaze survivors like pariahs. But in the last decade, their reputation has recovered. Publishers clamor for memoirs. Scholars pick over their backgrounds in search of an explanation for their willingness to die for a lost cause. Japanese nationalists buff and shine their memory like medals.
"Kamikaze" has ceased to be a slur in Japan. If the Japanese still can't agree on whether the pilots were victims or heroes, brainwashed conscripts or volunteers, they are at least prepared to honor their spirit of sacrifice.
Only the modern menace of the suicide bomber has emerged to spoil this sentiment.
The survivors bitterly resent the world's appropriation of the term "kamikaze" meaning "divine wind" and originally coined to describe the unexpected typhoons that saved 13th-century Japan from invading Mongol ships as shorthand for suicide bombers of every stripe.
Missions "totally different"
Japan's originals are insulted to be mentioned in the same breath.
"When I hear the comparison, I feel so sorry for my friends who died, because our mission was totally different from suicide bombers," Hamazono says as he strolls through the Peace Museum for Kamikaze Pilots in Chiran, a former air base on the southern Japanese island of Kyushu.
The kamikazes attacked military targets. In contrast, "the main purpose of a suicide bomber is to kill as many innocent civilians as they can," Hamazono says. That, he says, "is just murder."
The same distinction is made by other survivors of the Tokkotai, or Special Attack Force, conventionally known as the kamikaze. Its survivors tick off the reasons why their goal-line stand against an American invasion was different from the blind lashing-out of suicide bombers today:
We were ready to die out of love for our country, they say. Suicide bombers are driven by hatred and revenge.
Our Shinto religion offers no reward of life after death. Islamic suicide bombers are promised a place in an afterlife.
We were volunteers, motivated solely by patriotism. Suicide bombers are often recruited by militia leaders who offer money to their families.
Yet the arguments can't prevent those who use suicide tactics today from claiming Japanese kamikazes as an inspiration.
Naoto Amaki, Japan's former ambassador to Lebanon, says the analogy is faulty. "We Japanese are not a religious people; we just obey instructions. But the Arab world is looking for support wherever they can get it, so they seek out every excuse to legitimize their actions."
And kamikaze survivors resent it.
"We did what we did for military purposes," says Takeo Tagata, 88, a kamikaze instructor who was ordered to fly a mission the day before Japan surrendered. "No matter what supreme ideas they talk about, suicide bombers are just killing innocent civilians, people who don't have anything to do with their war."
Nor does Tagata have any doubt that Japan was justified in using "crash-dive" tactics in the final months of the war.
"They were proud"
"It was worth it," Tagata says, sitting almost at attention in the Tokyo office of a nationalist cultural organization. "It's not a question of whether Japan could win or not if you're in a war, you have to come up with some kind of strategy. If the pilots really thought it was so bad, they would have rioted. But they stayed. They were proud of their mission."
Not all the pilots were eager to die for the emperor, counters Emiko Ohnuki-Tierney of the University of Wisconsin, an anthropologist who has studied the private letters of the 1,000 or so kamikazes conscripted from the ranks of university graduates.
Her research reveals them to be a well-educated group, steeped in the works of German romantics and Karl Marx, among others, and traumatized at having to choose between self and country.
"These men were not volunteers and they did not commit suicide for the emperor," she said. "Their country was in a state of total war, and after agonizing over their situation, many felt they had no choice but to go."
Many kamikaze survivors echo that sense of surrendering to inevitability.
"It was desperation that made us do it," says survivor Hideo Den, 81.
"We believed our actions would please our parents because it was honorable," says Iwao Miura, 77. "That's all."
Hamazono says that although pilots were asked to "volunteer," they really had no choice. Of 100 or so in his naval squadron who were asked to volunteer, all but three agreed, he recalls, spreading out photographs of himself that show a handsome young man in pilot's gear. "The other three got beaten up."
Hamazono is sitting in Chiran's museum, where staff members fuss over him like a celebrity. He is treasured here, an unexpected, living artifact whose presence spices up the museum's displays of musty uniforms, photos and a kamikaze's shredded airplane frame dredged from the sea.
"I still don't think it was a mistake to send kamikazes," Hamazono says, though he wonders why, if they thought suicide attacks were such a good idea, none of the officers volunteered. His first two abortive missions were flown against American targets in the Philippines.
Then, in April 1945, with U.S. forces massing on Okinawa for an invasion of the main Japanese islands, Hamazono was tapped a third time. Before his mission, he made a last phone call to his brother, who showed up at the heavily guarded Chiran air base soon afterward bearing a sticky rice cake.
"The rice cake was from my mother," Hamazono recalls. "I didn't want to eat it, but my brother forced me to. And when I unwrapped the leaf holding it, I could see the fingerprint of my mother on the rice cake.
"Seeing her fingerprint shocked me. And I thought: 'If I don't die now, it will bring shame on my parents.' That's when I realized: 'I have to die.' "
His eyes glisten in the telling.
"Sad, isn't it?" he says quietly, shuffling the photos in front of him.
Hamazono's ordained death was avoided when three American fighters intercepted his single-engine Zero off Okinawa. He recalls "fireballs" dropping into the sea all around him: other Japanese planes shot out of the sky. None of the 10 men who flew with him that day returned.
"The American planes were much better than ours," he says. "I remember thinking that one of the American pilots was so good."
Hamazono could see the ocean through a hole in the fuselage below his right leg. He later counted 78 holes in his plane.
After that escape, Hamazono remained on standby.
Years of reflection
Having had 60 years to reflect, many survivors confess they still aren't quite sure what pushed them into the cockpit during those last months of the war.
"The emperor was everything then, a god, divine," explains Den, who survived to spend his adult life in politics and is a socialist member of Japan's Upper House. Only the country's surrender prevented his suicide mission.
Postwar Japan offered little consolation to the survivors. In a blackened ruin of a country, civilians saw the few thousand kamikazes in their midst as uncomfortable reminders of Japan's folly, the ultimate caricature of the Japanese warrior as zealot.
Kamikazes were regarded as having flown on emotional autopilot. They died, it was said, "like dogs."
Yet Hamazono says: "I still don't think it was a mistake. I'm proud that I flew as a kamikaze. And I'm glad I came back. We did what we did out of a love for our parents, for the nation.
"Just like suicide bombers," he says, dropping his defenses for a moment. "We did it out of love for something."
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