My father would never buy a Japanese car, period.
Dropping those bombs on Japan had NOTHING to do with race, it had everything to do with ending a long and bloody war brought on by Japan no matter what race their people were.
Time to get off the race baiting bus.
Same with my uncle, who served on a battleship and was bombed numerous times. 12 years ago, I wasn't exactly proud to show him my brand new 2003 MR2 Spyder (in fact, I didn't even mention it), but he saw it was very nice about it. My esteem for him grew even more that day, and my value for my little red girlie car, lessened.