Sun. 18/May/2025 #diary
The high hurdle of labor
Have you been waiting? I am Calido Kei. I'm in a siege somewhere on the Width Waterfront, a small island in the south. But that's not a problem. All I need is access to live baseball, TV Tokyo and the internet. Every day I control the power sealed in my left hand to about 60% for the coming adventure I have prepared for myself.
In my castle, there are chaotic days when Mikasa and Raika are having an English-style tea party, Meiru and Kanade Suzu are excited by the blossoming of a colourful love affair, and Iwamoto-senpai crumbles to his knees when he finds out that I'm actually the son of King Hamehameha the Great and hates school. I find it very comforting to be among them. However, sometimes the non-aggression pact between the families is broken and my parents, the Hamehameha, are told to go and find a place to earn money. My people are fed up with this. In the past five years, the frequency of suspicions that they are taking bribes from wealthy people and trying to turn our people into low-paid slaves has been the highest in the past five years. At the moment, Queen Hameha is still not in trouble to the extent that she can choose the foodstuffs she wants, so there is no need for my people to work.
I has ADHD and other mental illnesses induced by it. It will take time for me to go into remission. Even during the siege operation I'm currently on, I'm busy taking care of myself and helping the minister. I cannot even live alone, let alone work. It is hell for me to have to ride a crowded train even if I am the son of a great king. This is because overcrowding due to population concentration has been a problem in our country and neighbouring countries for many years now, and it has been neglected. Please, don't come any further to the vicinity of Tokyo Island... What are you going to do if a major earthquake strikes directly under your area?
In the past, I used to make fun of so-called salaried workers. Low-paid work as much as they could, sacrifices made by labour reforms that were popular with the media, dogs of the companies. But I was wrong. Salarymen have good communication skills, perfect time management, physical strength and are able to rub their bosses' noses in it. In addition, they don't get scared at interviews. None of these things are possible for me. In other words, they have a high spec.
What I have recently realised is that working also requires talent. No, it's not just about working. It is all about luck. According to the book ‘he Tyranny of Merit: What’s Become of the Common Good?’, which was introduced by Toshio Okada, everything human beings do is a matter of luck.
Speaking of which, I heard that a Sakura Wars event will be held in Ueno. I heard that Sakura-kun, Koran and others are going to perform. But Tokyo is a long way away. Far from mentally …
I was blessed with the ability to paint, but I did not have the talent to work. It is just that. Okada also sums it up by saying, ‘There are children who can take their ability rating from 3 to 4 based on the correspondence book criteria, but those who are 1 do not make it to 5’.
In one live broadcast, Hiroyuki also said that ‘work is a slave to demand’, which was a real eye-opener. This is a reference to the ‘low-cost, all-you-can-work’ policy. Although it is not work, this statement is in line with my own question, ‘Do I draw what I want to draw or what everyone wants to see? Or do I paint what everyone wants to see?’ This statement put an end to my long-standing problem: ‘Do I draw what I want to draw or do I draw what everyone wants to see? I have also decided not to be overly conscious of the regular updating of my serialised work, Naval Stars Online.
In addition to this, the other day my colleague found this information. Mentally disabled people, even if they are able to work, are paid just above the poverty line and would be better off on welfare. I thought they had a point. It would be better if people with mental disabilities were forced to work and still cause trouble and make themselves and others unhappy.
The question is how to communicate this to the Hamehameha family. No one in the family understands that they are being taken care of by welfare. My father, mother and my brother have fulfilled their dreams, although perhaps not completely. Oh, I remember ... I was in PE at school. The mysterious theory peculiar to able-bodied people: ‘I can do it, so you can do it too’.
My family are all alive and well, but if I can't rely on them, I will be on welfare. So I want to travel a lot while my parents are still able to support me. In particular, they say that once you are on welfare, travel abroad is effectively restricted.
I remember writing this much. When I was in junior high school, my dream was to become a NEET in order to play Pokémon on the day it was released.
