Osaka Cherokee

I saw a homeless guy getting a talking to by the police today. He had camped out in the middle of the station and wasn't moving. The cops, righfully so, were trying to get him to move. They kept asking him nicely, "Excuse me sir. You're blocking the way and causing a nuisance to pedestrians using the station. Do you think you could please move. Sir, please move." Of course the guy just kept sitting there (Its my "But I waaaaanna" philosophy of Japan in action). I watched the police for about five minutes before heading for my train. The way police handle things here is a tad different than in the good ol' U.S. of A. In America the cops maybe would've asked him once to move and after that the cop would put down his bottle of Thunderbird, pick up his baton, and physically remove the bum from his location. I'm not sure which one is right and which one is wrong. I suppose in America the rules matter and the punishment for not adhering to the rules are pretty clear. Here they only apply to proper chopstick use and taking your shoes off before you go in the house. And if you do get caught breaking the law you can usually get out of it by apologizing and promising to never do it again or just shaving your head.
Right after that I saw my favorite bum, Smiley the Happy Transient, sharing cigarettes and talking shit with another bum who had an amazing afro. I've never seen Afro Bum before. Maybe he's the new cat on the Osaka Bum Circuit (OBC). Perhaps he's replacing The Gnarly Old Goat Dude who unfortunately died last summer. R.I.P.