Neon Cat Strikes Again

Neon Cat


The Dormant Village

Pure coincidence led me to spend the night in the small town of Béhuard, located on an island in the Loire. Arriving late in the evening it seemed completely abandoned, and when our host left us it was as if the last echoes of the last footsteps of the last man that ever was disappeared into the night with him.

Come morning the town was just as devoid of life, but wandering up and down its cobbled streets I noticed small details testiment to the fact that someone did care for this little island and that perhaps, just perhaps, it was only sleeping, lying dormant in wait for spring and summer and for it’s inhabitants to come back to it again…

But Their Monsters are Much Cooler Than Ours…

Sometimes one thing leads to another. Girl is talked into going to market. Girl’s guy goes into shopping frenzy – buys ten tons of crap. Bored girl finds grumpy headless man doll, absconds with it in hope of passing the time… And does. Turns out bodyless grumpy men – also known as daruma dolls– are a big thing temple wise in Japan, and the hour or so it took me to actually find that out led me to uncover a number of other interesting characters in Japanese lore…

Daruma Doll

Uji No Hashihime

Uji no hashihime prayed to a deity to turn her into an oni so she could kill her husband, the woman he fell in love with, and all of their relatives. To accomplish this, she bathed in the Uji River for 21 days, divided her hair into five horns, painted her body red with vermilion, and went on a legendary killing spree. Besides her intended victims, anyone who saw her instantly died of fear.


Kuchisake-onna wears a surgical mask and asks children if they think she is beautiful. If they say yes, she takes off the mask to reveal her mouth slit from ear to ear and asks the question again. The only way to escape is to give a noncommittal answer, such as “you look OK.” Barring that, you can distract her with certain Japanese candies. But if the children say yes again, she will cut their mouths to make them look like her.

Aka Manto

Aka Manto hides in public bathrooms. In one version of the story, Aka Manto asks women if they would like a red cloak or a blue cloak. If the woman answers “red,” Aka Manto tears the flesh from her back to make it appear she is wearing a red cloak. If she answers “blue,” then he strangles her to death. Unfortunately, if you encounter Aka Manto, there may be no escaping: Some versions of the story say if you don’t answer or if you pick a different color, he will immediately drag you to hell.


Meaning filth licker in Japanese, akaname can also be translated to mean red licker since aka is an homonym for red and filth. For this reason the akaname is often described as being red in colour. The akaname is the “personification of the fear of using a dark bathroom late at night”. It is said to come out at night to literally lick up the grime and dirt that accumulates in unclean bathrooms.


The Nurarihyon is usually depicted as an old man with a gourd-shaped head. The Nurarihyon will sneak into someone’s house while they are away, drink their tea, and act as if it is their own house. Because it looks human, anyone who sees him will mistake him for the owner of the house, making it very hard to expel him.


Sunekosuri appear on nights when rain falls and rub against the crotches of people who walk on roads at night. The victims have a little difficulty walking, but no other harm. Another legend states that Sunekosuri slips into darkness at night and pull on people’s legs, making them fall over.


In old times, this was a yokai found on the roads leading to Kyoto. The legend goes that late at night, a samurai walking down the street when a man in a kimono stepped in to block his path and said “Excuse me … just a moment of your time … “ The samurai readied himself for an attack, and shouted back “What do you want?” The man suddenly shed his kimono and stood stark naked. He then bent over and showed his ass to the samurai, which had a single, huge eye. When the eye opened, it shown with a bright light. The samurai screamed with fright and fled from the mysterious monster.

Suddenly our Western ghost stories and legends seem rather timid and unimaginative…

The Idiot Savant


Among the wealthier classes, idiocy is not only oftener aggravated by accessory diseases, but also complicated with abnormal semi-capacities or disordered instincts, which produce heterogeneous types to an almost unlimited extent. It is from this class, almost exclusively, that we have musical, mathematical, architectural, and other varieties of the idiot savant; the useless protrusion of a single faculty, accompanied by a woeful general impotence…

-Edouard Séguin 1870