メキシコの漁師とMBAの旅行者

Toshiaki Kanda 2010年05月12日 水曜日
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メキシコの漁師とMBAの旅行者

メキシコの田舎町。海岸に小さなボートが停泊していた。
メキシコ人の漁師が小さな網に魚をとってきた。
その魚はなんとも生きがいい。それを見たアメリカ人旅行者は、

「すばらしい魚だね。どれくらいの時間、漁をしていたの」 と尋ねた。

すると漁師は

「そんなに長い時間じゃないよ」
と答えた。旅行者が

「もっと漁をしていたら、もっと魚が獲れたんだろうね。おしいなあ」
と言うと、
漁師は、自分と自分の家族が食べるにはこれで十分だと言った。

「それじゃあ、あまった時間でいったい何をするの」
と旅行者が聞くと、漁師は、

「日が高くなるまでゆっくり寝て、それから漁に出る。戻ってきたら子どもと遊んで、女房とシエスタして。
夜になったら友達と一杯やって、ギターを弾いて、歌をうたって…ああ、これでもう一日終わりだね」

すると旅行者はまじめな顔で漁師に向かってこう言った。

「ハーバード・ビジネス・スクールでMBAを取得した人間として、きみにアドバイスしよう。
いいかい、きみは毎日、もっと長い時間、漁をするべきだ。 それであまった魚は売る。
お金が貯まったら大きな漁船を買う。そうすると漁獲高は上がり、儲けも増える。
その儲けで漁船を2隻、3隻と増やしていくんだ。やがて大漁船団ができるまでね。
そうしたら仲介人に魚を売るのはやめだ。
自前の水産品加工工場を建てて、そこに魚を入れる。
その頃にはきみはこのちっぽけな村を出てメキソコシティに引っ越し、
ロサンゼルス、ニューヨークへと進出していくだろう。
きみはマンハッタンのオフィスビルから企業の指揮をとるんだ」

漁師は尋ねた。

「そうなるまでにどれくらいかかるのかね」

「二〇年、いやおそらく二五年でそこまでいくね」

「それからどうなるの」

「それから? そのときは本当にすごいことになるよ」
と旅行者はにんまりと笑い、

「今度は株を売却して、きみは億万長者になるのさ」

「それで?」

「そうしたら引退して、海岸近くの小さな村に住んで、
日が高くなるまでゆっくり寝て、 日中は釣りをしたり、
子どもと遊んだり、奥さんとシエスタして過ごして、
夜になったら友達と一杯やって、ギターを弾いて、

歌をうたって過ごすんだ。 どうだい。すばらしいだろう」

人によって、価値感って大きく違いますが、この話はとてもウィットに富んでいますね。「メキシコの漁師 MBA」 で検索すると一杯登場します。

MBAホルダーの幸せの価値やゴールと、メキシコの漁師の幸せの価値やゴールは、実は一緒なのですが、価値の満足の仕方が違うようです。プロセスも違います。

雇用を生んだり、社会を潤すという視点がなければ、億万長者になっても意味がないのですね。

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The American Tourist and Mexican Fisherman

A story similar in spirit to the philosophy of Chuang Tzu

Author Unknown

Version 1:

An American tourist was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village
when a small boat with just one fisherman docked.

Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The tourist
complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long
it took to catch them.

The Mexican replied, “Only a little while.”

The tourist then asked, “Why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more
fish?”

The Mexican said, “With this I have more than enough to support my
family’s needs.”

The tourist then asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”

The Mexican fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my
children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each
evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full
and busy life.”

The tourist scoffed, ” I can help you. You should spend more time
fishing; and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat: With the proceeds
from the bigger boat you could buy several boats. Eventually you would
have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a
middleman you would sell directly to the processor; eventually opening
your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and
distribution. You could leave this small coastal fishing village and
move to Mexico City, then Los Angeles and eventually New York where you
could run your ever-expanding enterprise.”

The Mexican fisherman asked, “But, how long will this all take?”

The tourist replied, “15 to 20 years.”

“But what then?” asked the Mexican.

The tourist laughed and said, “That’s the best part. When the time is
right you would sell your company stock to the public and become very
rich, you would make millions.”

“Millions?…Then what?”

The American said, “Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal
fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with
your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the
evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your
amigos.”

Version 2:

The American Dream

An American businessman was standing at the pier of a small coastal
Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside
the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The American
complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish.

“How long it took you to catch them?” The American asked.

“Only a little while.” The Mexican replied.

“Why don’t you stay out longer and catch more fish?” The American then
asked.

“I have enough to support my family’s immediate needs.” The Mexican
said.

“But,” The American then asked, “What do you do with the rest of your
time?”

The Mexican fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my
children, take a siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village
each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a
full and busy life, senor.”

The American scoffed, “I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should
spend more time fishing and with the proceeds you buy a bigger boat,
and with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats,
eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats.”

“Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to
the consumers, eventually opening your own can factory. You would
control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to
leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then
LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise.”

The Mexican fisherman asked, “But senor, how long will this all take?”

To which the American replied, “15-20 years.”

“But what then, senor?”

The American laughed and said, “That’s the best part. When the time is
right you would announce an IPO (Initial Public Offering) and sell your
company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make
millions.”

“Millions, senor? Then what?”

The American said slowly, “Then you would retire. Move to a small
coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play
with your kids, take a siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in
the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your
amigos…”

Version 3:

The Mexican Fisherman

A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist
complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked
how long it took him to catch them.

“Not very long,” answered the Mexican.

“But then, why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more?” asked the
American.

The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his
needs and those of his family.

The American asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”

“I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta
with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends,
have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs…I have a full
life.”

The American interrupted, “I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help
you!

“You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the
extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat.
With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second
one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of
trawlers.

“Instead of selling your fish to a middleman, you can negotiate directly
with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can
then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or
even New York City! From there you can direct your huge enterprise.”

“How long would that take?” asked the Mexican.

“Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years,” replied the American.

“And after that?”

“Afterwards? That’s when it gets really interesting,” answered the
American, laughing. “When your business gets really big, you can start
selling stocks and make millions!”

“Millions? Really? And after that?”

“After that you’ll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the
coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a
siesta, and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends!”

Last updated 30 December 2002

Duen Hsi Yen

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