'It's okay because it's in a closed community.'

These are the words uttered by the person who transmitted the image of licking a condiment container in a restaurant to a closed network.

I will not discuss the lowliness of this action, as many have spoken of it.

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However, if you ask me if I could unconditionally criticize this lowly behavior when I was younger -- I don't think I could.

Because I was not a praiseworthy young man.

When I was young, I used to be against the higher-ups (schools, government offices, and the violent apparatus of state power (police, etc.)).

If there had been an Internet environment back then, as there is today, these acts would have been digitally recorded, and I would have been tormented for the rest of my life for them.

In terms of 'stupidity,' I believe that when I was younger, I was 'not much different from a young man licking a condiment container' (although I think there is a difference in the dignity of the act).

I just happened to be lucky enough to be born without the Internet. I genuinely believe that.

Aside from that.

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Humans have a desire to 'share enjoyable content with others.

It's the so-called 'Don't tell anyone else. Actually...'.

You might call it "an endless chain of closed communities.

Regarding the Internet, 'closed communities' are an illusion.

Therefore, information that needs to be kept secret (e.g., evidence that establishes the requirements for constituting a crime) needs to be kept secret.

In the end, the bottom line is that "if it is a criminal act, stop it from the beginning," but there are many people, even adults, who cannot distinguish between a "criminal act" and a "prank.

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By the way, if someone says to me, "Don't tell anyone else about this," I'll be right there with them, "What's the deadline?" I respond with.

If they say "indefinitely," I respond, "I can't promise."

If they say, "for ten years," I reply, "I can't promise that."

If they say "one year," you respond, "I can promise you that," -- and then expose them a year later.

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The exception to this is the "Ebata Firewall" that I have imposed on myself.

This is the foundation of my dignity, and when I violate it, I am prepared to stop being me.

I try every day to be able to dismiss people who say, 'Don't tell anyone else, actually...' as 'vulgar people.