Our Man is well aware that every man and his dog have been calling the election on August 30th for the opposition Democratic Party of Japan. He still will believe it when he sees it, but he's more inclined to have faith - Our Woman in Abiko got her postcard the other day telling her where to do her duty, and blow me if she didn't say she was going to vote (something she hasn't done since, er, EVER) and to top it all, she was going to put her mark by the DPJ candidate's name. Why? "Sick of the current lot".
Certainly the incumbents have been playing a poor game so far - getting their buddies in the press to push happy clappy stories about the economy and keeping Taro Aso (the PM remember?) out the public glare, just isn't enough. Sure hope the party coffers can stretch to some more nationwide bribery like their ¥12,000 ruse. Trouble is, this time round, the price has gone up. Hey Taro, buy the missus a car, and she might consider voting for you.
Meanwhile, back in Shibuya, there's a chap giving the Happiness Realization Party a run for our money. Story here.
Pic lifted from here.