
Today’s Moron is Tatsuhiko Kawata of Tokyo, who was supposed to get married on the weekend but suffered the world’s hottest case of cold feet.
See, Tatsuhiko is already married. He was having an affair, and ended up engaged, and never worked up the nerve to tell his fiancee that he already had a Mrs. Kawata. And as the months went by, plans were made. Rings were bought. A dress was purchased. Tuxes were rented. A hotel was booked for the ceremony, dinner and celebratory dance. Invites went out, and a caterer was hired. And as the big day closed in, Tatsuhiko ran out of ways to get out of the thing. So he did what all stupid, spineless wimps do: he came up with a grand plan to get out of the impending marriage, one that ran the risk of sparking a bigger problem than actually being married.
He set fire to the hotel.
“I thought if I set a fire I wouldn’t have to go through with the wedding,” he told police, as reported by a newspaper called Yomiur. And that’s where Tatsu’s logic is faulty. Because he should have known that a burning hotel would only draw his fiancee closer to him, as they had survived a terrible ordeal together, but they lived, so fate must mean they should be together, right? Trust me. I know how this works. I’ve been married a ton of times.
Nobody was hurt in the fire, which is lucky, but the hotel had to be evacuated in the wee hours Saturday. Police figured out who started the fire after hotel officials reported that their groom-to-be was acting strangely and clearly didn’t want to go through with the wedding.
There is no word from Yomiur as to the almost Mrs. Kawata’s current state of mind, nor that of the current Mrs. Kawata. I’m guessing Tatsu is going to get his wish – no new marriage, and no old one, either. But that’s okay. Where he’s going, there’s a different kind of domestic arrangement.



The one at the top of the page appears to be wearing makeup. This is a new one on me. Are skinheads into makeup now? It would explain why they’re always hanging around in these all-male packs, jumping on each other’s backs and rubbing each other’s bald stubbly heads.

