There’s some really weird shit in Japan. Black icecream, square watermelons, a yearly “festival” in which sumo wrestlers compete to see who can make a baby cry first. And if that doesnt float your boat, they also have baths filled with pork soup and ramen noodles. But that’s not what I wanted to talk about. I wanted to talk about a Japanese proverb that offers a little more depth than a crying baby festival. Well, it’s supposedly from Japan as the author is unknown, but let’s just give them credit for this one.