Small Unit

A workplace of around ten people: small, but complete in every way.

Power, money, human nature, and career: although these four concepts are clearly defined, in reality they have no distinct boundaries. Each contains the others, and they coexist. Arrange and combine them in different ways for different individuals, and the possibilities are endless. Yet each person is unique.

There is an element of chance in working independently. But once you become part of an organization, your words and actions take on an air of inevitability. A job is tied to the income you depend on to survive, and you cannot do without it. No matter how many things you dislike, you cannot leave. Even if you don't support it, you don't go so far as to denounce it. The feelings are complicated.

An industry lacks objective standards of evaluation. People's wishes become the measure, and with the industry's "successful people" in charge, along with the force of habit, anything can happen.

I was part of it and worked hard for it. Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye. Call it resentment or worry, but only now do I understand how precious and difficult it is to speak frankly.