Why the Japanese are super rad

From Bob Marley anthems blasting in high-end department stores as kimonoed old women delicately inspect supportive hosiery; to hot girls rock'n a LaToya Jackson - frizfro hair, leathers and all; to shoe zones, slipper zones, barefoot zones, toilet slipper zones (and all within the same room occasionally); to a whole generation of perfectly sane young men with permed hair; to uptight middle aged salarymen - human tetrised into metro carriages - intently reading hardcore hentai comics; I can't decide if the Japanese have an epically keen sense for the ironic, or if they are just all constantly whacked out on saki.