It's an abomination!
What is that thing?
I need to go change my undies!
I want my Mommy!
Yes, folks, it's a freak of nature...a Japanestern razor hand forged out of a Gold Dollar that I had chipped the *&^*$% out of the heel accidentally on the bench grinder (after having already spent time shaping the tip), and had laying about for some reason or 'nother, as I couldn't bring myself to just bin it. Then, re-inspired by Mr. William's finely crafted Purist, and looking at Kai Excellias for awhile, I set off back to the shop with impure thoughts running through my mind....
What later emerged was this monstrosity that neither the Japanese, nor Western razor camps wish to embrace, I call it "The Gaijin":