The
Toguri family works their Japanese
import goods store on Chicago's North
Side as they have since the 1960s.
Located near the corner of Clark and
Belmont, J. Toguri Mercantile is one of
those anonymous storefronts you may have
walked past many times without notice.
Behind the counter, small, withered
Japanese-American women in aprons ring
up a customer's purchase of rice
crackers and tea as they make
conversation in Japanese. The foreign
words echo into the high ceilings and
down the empty aisles. When the customer
thanks the women for her groceries and
walks out the door, the conversation
stops. Under the soft, yellow lights,
the silence is almost deafening. For Iva
Ikuko Toguri, the 81-year-old woman who
now runs her father's store, that
silence is her life.
They called her Tokyo Rose -- a
temptress of the vilest kind. A woman
who used the airwaves to taunt America's
fighting men in the Pacific during the
bloody, brutal battles of World War II.
A federal jury convicted her of treason
and sentenced her to ten years in prison
in 1949. Tokyo RoseÑthe name is vaguely
familiar, strangely sinister, mildly
provocative. Tokyo Rose brings to mind a
woman elusive and mysterious, dark and
brooding. She is shifty and cool to the
touch, but steamy under the collar like
an Asian summer.
Yet
Tokyo Rose, at least as we perceive her,
never actually existed. She is a myth
first spawned by U.S. servicemen
listening to female disc jockeys on
wartime radio in the Pacific, then
seized and molded by a U.S. government
seeking to hand out blame for years of
death and destruction, and finally
propagated by silence, ignorance and
ambivalence in the fifty years since. In
the case of the seductive siren Tokyo
Rose, myth has melted into memory,
memory into myth.
But
the real story of the woman who became
known as Tokyo Rose is even more
intriguing than the tale of some sexy,
seductive woman calling men from their
warships to watery graves. Iva Toguri's
story is a drama emblematic of the most
significant events of the twentieth
century: World War II, Pearl Harbor,
Hiroshima, Nagasaki. It is a story of
one woman's undying love for America
during a time when her name and face
made her an alien in the very country
she called home. It is a story of human
tragedy and perseverance against all
odds. Her story, very simply, is the
stuff of Hollywood -- an epic whose
characters are star-crossed lovers and
embattled soldiers, villainous lawyers,
politicians and journalists, and one
heroic woman who quietly endured the
lies in a vain attempt to live a simple
life.
Iva
Toguri is still alive. But with the
exception of a couple of unauthorized
biographies, a few television
productions and a smattering of
newspaper articles written over the last
two decades, her story is all but dead
and forgotten. Hollywood has not asked
to talk to her. Publishers have not been
able to. Now, with age and time catching
up with the innocent Japanese-American
woman who, at the age of 25, left her
California home in the summer of 1941 to
care for her mother's ailing sister
outside Tokyo, there is an urgency to
tell Toguri's compelling tale before
it's too late. However, those who now
struggle to tell itÑIva Toguri includedÑare
hobbled by debate, by the power of her
myth, and by the silence that echoes
loudly in the rafters of time.
"Poor
Iva," laments Ron Yates, a Chicago
Tribune correspondent in Tokyo from
1974-77 and the Trib's Japan Bureau
Chief from 1985-92. "She's getting
old. Old," he says again.
"This story is never going to get
told until I tell it myself. I've got
files on her, files and files, notes
from when we have talked. It's just a
shame. It ought to be put
together."
Yates,
who claims "unequivocally"
that no one is better suited to tell
Toguri's story than he is, first heard
that she was the woman called Tokyo Rose
when he was living in Chicago in the
early 1970s and got a letter from a
reader. Soon after, "I began to see
that something was not quite
right," says Yates, now the head of
the journalism department at the
University of Illinois. "The
evidence and the trial itself didn't
seem to be done in the right way. If you
take it out of the context of the time,
you think, ÔWhy didn't anybody see
this?' Well, at the time, three years
after the war, 1948, there was a lot of
hatred toward the Japanese. A lot of
people had lost sons and mothers and
fathers. You could kind of get some
sense about why she was being
prosecuted. But even so, even when you
allow for the temper of the time, there
seemed to be something wrong."
Yates
returned to the story in 1976, after he
was stationed in Tokyo. He tracked down
two of the men who had testified against
Toguri in 1949. There, inside a
restaurant in Tokyo, Yates sat stunned
as Kenkichi Oki and George Mitsushio,
both California-born Japanese-Americans
who were Iva's superiors on the wartime
broadcasts, said they had lied at the
trial when they claimed she made a
treasonous broadcast after the U.S.
Naval victory in the Leyte Gulf of the
Philippines in October 1944. Through
tears of guilt and shame, they admitted
that Toguri had done nothing treasonous.
Nothing at all. "It was tough for
them," Yates says.
"It
was a tough time. But at the same time,
you shake your head and say, ÔHow could
you do this to this woman who didn't do
anything wrong?' But looking at the
times again, they were terrified."
In May 1976, the U.S. embassy in Tokyo
contacted Yates to confirm the
information. Support, albeit silent,
began to build for her pardon. Finally,
after the Trib's stories and an
appearance on "60 Minutes,"
President Gerald Ford pardoned Toguri in
his last official act in office on July
19, 1977.
It
was an anti-climactic end to Toguri's
epic tale, which began in 1941 when
things first began to go wrong for her.
The daughter of Japanese immigrants who
came to the States near the turn of the
century, Iva Ikuko Toguri was born on
July 4, 1916Ña date that would later be
noted for its cosmic irony. One of four
children, she lived with her parents in
Los Angeles and worked in her father's
Japanese import goods store before going
off to Compton Junior College in 1934.
After a semester, she transferred to the
University of California at Los Angeles
and continued to pursue a future in
medicine as a zoology major. When she
graduated from UCLA in 1940, life
stretched out before her like the
American Dream itself.
But
in June 1941, just as diplomatic talks
between Japan and the U.S. were
beginning to sputter and stall in
Washington, D.C., Toguri's mother, Fumi,
received word that her only living
sister was sick. Unable to go to Tokyo
herself because of illness, Mrs. Toguri
sent Iva instead. Now almost 25, Toguri
was more than a little reluctant.
Despite her heritage, she had never been
to Japan. She was a niseiÑfirst-generation
Japanese-AmericanÑwho had little
knowledge of the world that her parents
left behind in Japan. Not unlike most
children of Asian immigrants at that
time, Toguri saw herself simply as an
American.
Her
ship, the Arabia Maru, set sail from San
Pedro, California, to Kobe via Yokohama
July 5, 1941. As Toguri stood on the
deck that day in the sparkling white
sharkskin suit that her sister had made
for her, she waved good-bye to her
family down on the dock. Little did she
know that upon her homecoming, joy and
celebration would be replaced by
controversy and hatred. This young
woman, the veritable girl next door,
would return an alleged war criminal.
Toguri's life was about to change
forever.
As
Japanese planes interrupted the early
morning calm over Pearl Harbor on
December 7, 1941, Toguri caught a
glimpse of her bleak future. Since her
arrival, Toguri's letters home had
expressed little happiness about her
life with her aunt and uncle in
Setagaya, a suburb of Tokyo.
Unaccustomed to Japanese food, her diet
suffered. Unable to communicate in her
parents' native tongue, her plight was
only exacerbated by the fact that she
looked Japanese, and therefore was
expected to speak the language. She had
few friends and even fewer work
opportunities. Moreover, the Japanese
were beginning to feel the effects of
their nation's war-stretched economy.
Toguri wanted out and told her father,
Jun Toguri, as much in a letter not long
before the attack on Pearl Harbor. But
now, like approximately 10,000 other
Japanese Americans in Japan at the time
war broke out, she was stuck in a
foreign land. If she wondered what her
new life would be like now that Japan
and the U.S. were at war, an unannounced
visit from the Special Security Police
two days after the attack on Pearl
Harbor gave her some idea. She was the
enemy, and the Japanese were watching.
As
part of their frequent visits, the local
police and kempeitai, or military
police, demanded that Toguri renounce
her American citizenship. They said it
would make life easier on her, implying
punishments if she did not comply with
their forceful requests. She told them
no way. Bill Kurtis, who scored an
interview with Toguri back when he was
"a young cub reporter" with
WBBM-TV Channel 2 in the mid-1960s, has
stayed in touch with her ever since.
According to Kurtis, such stubborn
loyalty was and continues to be pure
Iva. "She's always there," he
explains. "She has a kind of
unwavering loyalty to me and my
friendshipÑexactly the same kind of
loyalty that caused her not to renounce
her U.S. citizenship, which is what
caused the problem in the first
place."
Between
visits from the kempeitai, Toguri found
part-time work with the Domei News
Agency, monitoring the airwaves for
American movements in the Pacific for
110 yen per month, or about $5. In June
1943, she also began working as a typist
for Radio Tokyo at NHK's American
Division of the Overseas Bureau.
However, her duties soon required much
more of Toguri.
Radio
Tokyo was responsible for
English-language radio broadcasts in the
Pacific, which included anti-American
propaganda. One show that became
particularly popular was "Zero
Hour," which played the newest
music of the day and gave war reports.
Organized and presented by Allied
prisoners of war under the supervision
of Japanese military intelligence, the
"Zero Hour" broadcasts were
subtly sabotaged by the POWs, including
Australian Army Major Charles Cousens, a
former radio celebrity in Sydney.
When
Radio Tokyo asked Cousens to add a
female voice, he chose Toguri from
amongst several Japanese-American women
at NHK, although she was less
experienced in broadcasting and less
appealing in her presentation. Unlike
the other women, Toguri's voice was
stunted, not smooth. She sounded
sincere, not sexy. In other words, she
was exactly what Cousens was looking
for: someone he could teach and mold to
read scripts that pleased the Japanese
supervisors at Radio Tokyo, but did
little damage to the morale of Allied
men.
Like
other female radio personalities who
broadcast in the Pacific during the war,
Toguri operated under a stage name. On
the air she was Orphan Ann. From late
1943 to nearly the end of the war in the
Pacific, Toguri read scripts that
Cousens had written (she wrote a little
on her own as well, after Cousens
collapsed from a heart attack in the
summer of 1944).
But
with the end of the war and the U.S.
occupation of Japan, Toguri wept with
joy. Now, finally, she would be able to
return home. Only when she made her
homecoming to California, it was as the
much-touted war criminal Tokyo Rose.
By
all accounts, and from the few
"Zero Hour" tapes that remain,
Toguri said little in her broadcasts
that could be construed as treasonous.
Moreover, despite the servicemen's use
of Tokyo Rose to describe the female
voices they heard on the radio, after
the war U.S. military research failed to
find any evidence of the name Tokyo Rose
in radio programs from all over the
Pacific.
However,
as the media swarmed across Japan in
search of the post-war scoop, a
confused, young woman, excited about
going home, became yet another victim of
the war. She offered herself up freely
to the press, explaining exactly what
she did because she thought she had done
no wrong. In the process, she became a
star amongst the servicemen who thought
they had heard her voice all those
years. Military investigators, following
the stories about this Tokyo Rose, tore
her away from husband Felipe d'Aquino,
whom Toguri married in 1945 after their
years spent trapped in Japan. She was
locked away in barracks without counsel
and along the way became "the one
and only Tokyo Rose."
Naoko
Shibusawa, a Northwestern University
doctoral candidate, has studied the news
accounts of that time and Toguri's
ordeal while researching her
dissertation on post-war images of the
Japanese. Shibusawa has been able to
identify the qualities of Toguri's case
that captured the American imagination.
"The thing about a UCLA-educated
woman who went and became a traitor to
the U.S. entered into myth," she
argues. "All the newspapers keep
going back to repeat that she went to
UCLA. It's important. It's important, of
course, because it hooks into that old
thought that Americans had about
Japanese, Asians and Orientals in
generalÑthey use Western education,
Western methods against Westerners. They
come over here and study us, only to get
at us in nefarious ways."
Toguri's
three-month trial would become the
biggest and most expensive legal battle
to date, with a price tag of $500,000.
She was ultimately convicted of one
count of treason (she had been charged
with eight) with nearly no concrete
evidence against her. She was sentenced
to ten years in prison and given a
$10,000 fine. She served more than six
years of that sentence in Alderson
Federal Reformatory in West Virginia.
For
anyone who cares, the details of
Toguri's story are well-documented in
U.S. legal and military records and
brought to light in such books as 1979's
"Tokyo Rose: Orphan of the
Pacific," written by Masayo Duus.
But for Yates, the pardon that Ford
granted Toguri and the mere facts are
not enough to soothe the pain of a
lifetime. He feels that if the wrongs of
the past that cannot be fully righted,
at least they can be explained in her
storyÑa story that seasoned journalists
like Yates and Kurtis see as nothing
short of incredible. "The problem
is not that it's a bad story. It's a
wonderful story. A beautiful
story," Yates says. "It's a
love story with everything you could
possibly want. It has survival, an
indomitable sprit, a woman born on the
4th of July, who graduated from UCLA
with everything in front of her. She
does her duty and gets caught up in
World War II like a whole lot of other
people did and winds up suffering the
rest of her life."
"Her
life is a fairy tale," Kurtis
agrees. "It's a wonderful story.
Everyone who hears is says that it
should be a movie. Think of all
that."
So
why hasn't Toguri's story become a
movie? The answers vary. Barbara Gross
Trembley, Toguri's unofficial Los
Angeles-based "advisor,"
bought the rights to her story about six
years ago. According to Trembley,
Toguri's story faces an amazing amount
of prejudice because of both her
Asian-American heritage and because of
the way the Tokyo Rose myth has warped
American perceptions of Toguri's life.
In the last few years, NBC, CBS and
TriStar Pictures, among others, have
shot down the story, and now Trembley is
looking to independent filmmakers.
"It's very hard to kill a
myth," she concludes. "She is
written into myth. We need to write her
back into humanity."
Yates,
who is hesitant about being critical of
the process because of his friendship
with both Trembley and Toguri, calls the
sale of the story in Hollywood
"misguided." He believes that
a book -- written from Toguri's
perspective -- would help generate
publicity for Trembley's movie plans.
However, that idea gets little support
from California. Two years ago, when
Yates and Toguri, who apparently is now
very enthusiastic about telling her
story, sat down to begin work on a book,
Trembley intervened and called it off,
saying that an autobiography would hurt
her cause in Hollywood. Moreover,
Trembley refuses to allow press access
to Toguri at this time. NewCity's
attempts to interview Toguri were denied
by both family members and Trembley
herself.
Yates
says the gridlock in Hollywood makes him
more than a little frustrated. "I
think she needs to tell her story quite
frankly," he explains, his voice
strained. "She's never done it.
Never done it. What feelings was she
experiencing? What went through her
mind? Everything about the period and
how she survived through the war as an
American woman who couldn't speak
JapaneseÑI don't even really care about
having a credit for the book. It's one
of the most riveting stories to come out
of the war era and it needs to be told
before it's too late." But in
brushing off interview requests,
Trembley says Toguri has "been
through enough."
However,
until someone tells her story to the
nation, Iva Ikuko Toguri will remain
veiled in mystery, with only the
black-and-white facts of history to
support her claims of innocence, as she
sits quietly in her North Side shop.
"If
it's supposed to happen, it's going to
happen," Yates says.
"Unfortunately, that will probably
be at some point after she passes on.
That'll be the only time I'll be able to
do a book on it. But that'll be too
late. Iva won't be able to get anything
out of it. That's the other tragedy
here."