Not long ago, I saw a rather

Not long ago, I saw a rather shocking scene. I was on my way home by car after consulting with the victims of the lease on a deposit basis fraud all day. I stopped at the signal for a moment, and I saw a grandmother with a bent back dragging a large rear car. The grandmother was carrying a lot of waste paper, and she stopped on foot to pick up the box. Then, next to the box, I opened an iced americano cup about the size of a venti that someone threw away. Then, I poured the contents into the box.

For a moment, I thought, 'What's the matter with you?' I wondered, 'Do you need that plastic cup?' Grandma loaded the box with that spilled water into her rear car. The signal changed and I started. At that moment, I realized why. I wanted to get more by increasing the weight of the paper. Somehow, at that moment, the accident seemed to have stopped.

While the scene I saw that day was still in my head, I asked ChatGPT how much more he would be paid for adding weight to the waste paper by pouring about 500ml of water. ChatGTP said it was about 52 won. The moment I heard that, the word "52 won immorality" popped into my mind. 52 won immorality. I couldn't know what to judge about this. I felt trapped in a strange dilemma that I couldn't blame or affirm.

As a person with a lot of thoughts, I think about it until I come to a conclusion when a topic comes into my head. Then, I talked about this to a close acquaintance. He said, "It's not that shocking. I understand it all at once." We all do that, right? I asked if I felt good because I made money without working if I went out for 10 minutes to smoke at work. So to speak, 52 won means nothing, but there was still a benefit from something like a little pleasure in the moment.

The analysis was valid, but it didn't solve the confusion in my head. In fact, I think I wanted to explain what had to make me commit that W52 immorality. Why some worlds, some societies, some life forces me to commit W52 immorality? I think maybe that person never lived like a slug or immoral to cheat on others all his life. Rather, it may have been his sincerity that drove him that far.

It may be the result of silently accepting one's life born in this world, doing what one could, feeding and raising children at one time, and working endlessly under certain unfavorable conditions that still cannot escape. If so, this may not be a problem for individuals, but for society. The nation's highest poverty rate and suicide rate for the elderly in the world are not a good outcome, but an extremely unreasonable or completely wrong problem.

I tell my child that he should do his or her job sincerely rather than get the hang of it. I teach him that lying, let alone cheating, is a bad thing. He says you should not live like a villain, but you should be a good adult like a warrior. But if a warrior who has tried his or her best to live faithfully and good lives in our country, will he be able to remain intact in this reality in the end? So, what is the right thing to teach a child?

This complicated mind inside me still remains unresolved. What is clear is that this world is sitting on unnamed sacrifices like a tomb, and that I am a citizen living in the world above that tomb. And in such a world, I am also living in a just or better place than others, without being specifically exempted. If you have a duty in life, I think you are facing that reality. You have to look at what you need to see clearly, without turning your back. That includes my hypocrisy and arrogance. I have to write this feeling in order not to forget it.