THE BANZAI CLIFF
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Banzai (Japanese): adjective – Leading to likely or inevitable death; suicide; a suicidal attack by Japanese troops in the last days of World War II.
I worked on and off in the Pacific Basin during my previous career. I traveled to many islands in the region from my office on Guam, a good jumping-off point to the other islands. Guam boasts beautiful beaches, sparkling waters, and numerous first-class hotels. But, like most of the other islands in that part of the world, it still has scars and relics from the terrible fighting during World War II. The War in the Pacific Museum on Guam tells an amazing story of the Japanese occupiers’ ingenuity to dig in their defenses in the Pacific islands and the intensity and resolve of the fighting to dislodge them by the Allied forces.
My travels took me to the island of Saipan, about 120 miles north of Guam. After the war, it was a US trust territory; it is now part of the Commonwealth of the Northern Mariana Islands, in political union with the United States. Its people are warm and friendly; it remains heavily influenced by Japanese culture.
There are stunning beaches along with a sometimes rocky shoreline below steep, rugged cliffs. Dense jungle covers much of the undeveloped areas. I was struck by the numerous abandoned or destroyed relics of the war that lay scattered in the jungle. Many abandoned gun emplacements remain where they were dug into the cliffs overlooking the ocean. The dense jungle conceals many relics of the war, including tanks, howitzer-type cannons, jeep-like vehicles, armored personnel carriers, and who knows what else. Signs at frequent intervals warn people to stay away from the relics and the area around them due to the presence of unexploded ordnance. It was sobering to see all those weapons of war abandoned where they sat, slowly being eaten away by rust.
I stopped at a place with an infamous history I had read about —The Banzai Cliff. It would have been a beautiful stop, had it not been for its notorious past. It has a spectacular view overlooking the ocean, with the waves crashing against the rough rocks and boulders far below the cliff’s edge. Numerous memorials in various languages around the site attest to the significance of the place.
Saipan was the base of the Japanese Imperial Army forces from 1845 until their defeat by the Allied assault in 1944. There were many civilian support personnel stationed there during the war, along with a large number of soldiers. The island was heavily fortified; the Japanese military considered it impregnable.
But it became apparent to the island’s Japanese commanders during the Battle of Saipan that defeat was imminent. The Allied invasion reached its peak with overwhelming force, and the island’s loss was inevitable. The Japanese personnel rushed to destroy any useful intelligence that might fall into the enemy’s hands. They advised their troops and civilian personnel that they would soon be captured.
When word reached the Japanese Emperor of the island’s impending defeat, he ordered that all Japanese citizens—military and civilian—commit suicide rather than submit to capture. Japan long had a culture in which ritual suicide was a perfectly acceptable, rational means to avoid dishonor and disgrace. The concept is best known by the Japanese kamikaze attacks by fighter pilots on Allied ships during the war.
The Japanese leaders on the island told the soldiers and civilians that they would soon be exposed to all manner of torture and abuse if captured by the invaders. Women would be raped and killed, and children bayoneted for fun, even eaten. The Japanese propaganda machine had gone to great effort to instill this notion in the country’s people. The Emperor’s order was accepted without question as the only honorable option.
The military leaders organized to carry out the order. They transported the civilians to what is now called the Banzai Cliff. There, they oversaw the mass suicide of hundreds, leaping over the precipice to be killed on the rocks below. Families with children went over together, holding hands as they jumped. Some parents were said to have killed their children to save them the horror of jumping off the precipice. Then they leaped over the cliff with their children in their arms. Allied soldiers tried to rescue many of them as the invasion progressed, but not many victims survived.
It is estimated that more than 1,000 Japanese civilian citizens died on Banzai Cliff and another cliff nearby. Most expected to receive high honors and praise for it. Some Japanese traditionalists still consider their actions respectable and worthy of pride.
The Japanese soldiers who remained were undeterred by the overwhelming mass of the invasion fleet offshore. Most were killed in a last desperate kamikaze charge against the enemy when Allied troops invaded—nearly all who were not killed committed suicide.
I stood on Banzai Cliff and tried to imagine the horror of that scene. I could not wrap my mind around it. The mental picture of hundreds of people leaping to their deaths was simply beyond my comprehension. The peaceful scene of waves crashing on the rocks below belied the awful truth of what happened there.
The sadness of it was overwhelming. There was a distinct feeling to the place that spoke of grief and anguish, a palpable legacy of the senseless harm humans can inflict on one another. I left there shaken and disturbed by what I saw and felt.
Certainly, there were other horrible atrocities during and following World War II. There continue to be: genocide in Myanmar, wholesale slaughter by the Taliban in Afghanistan, tribal warfare in Africa—the list goes on. But I know of no other atrocity involving mass suicide on the scale of what happened on Saipan.
It has been over twenty-five years since I visited that place. The rugged cliff, crashing waves, and sense of terrible sadness remain as vivid in my mind as they were on that bright, sunny day all those years ago. It is a lesson in how far propaganda, misinformation, and racial hatred can go. A lesson we would do well to heed today.


An excellent description of that horrible event. I'll put it on the list for the Ernie because all of our younger folks need to read it. It is hard for me to realize that 90% off our population has no memory of the JFK assassination. Almost no one was alive and aware during WWII. Time matches on. It seems more powerful in the reading than when you read it aloud at our NBCW meeting. Good job, Bart