Good grief, what an ever-loving twit. I've had encounters with rude strangers over the validity, nature, and continued survival of my language before, but that eejit takes the cake. I feel very sorry for his targets. Was he out of the grew-up-on-WWII-propaganda generation, do you think? Not that it's any excuse, of course.

I hadn't realized until this afternoon that I need to know the formal Japanese for I apologize for my countryman who is being a fuckwit.

Word.

. . . I mean, I also sat across from an older man who spotted my Mission of Burma T-shirt...

I'm glad there was at least good in the day and trip as well.