Archive for May, 2009

Neoliberalism indirectly muddies economy, bans presidential candidates in Acronymesia

May 23, 2009

In a turn of events that has already come to be known as the dirty neoliberal conspiracy, all six presidential and vice presidential candidates have been banned from participating in the upcoming election, and the heart of the country’s economy is literally covered in mud. (more…)


The Oh-So-Significant ‘Others’

May 20, 2009

As far as absurdity goes in my daily job, this certainly beats looking Sri Mulyani right in the eye or sleeping under a highway.

Wondering if the pillars ahead are real or cardboard, it struck me that this is the first time I have ever been inside a church. No, there was that time back in high school when I accidentally walked in before a mass was about to start, but that was because I mistook the place for band’s rehersal studio.

This is not a mass, but still the awkwardness feels tingly; more so because the gentleman speaking to the audience, which now includes myself, starts to talk about Islam, the nation’s largest religion in terms of followers.

Being one of those followers, I have always been somewhat enclosed in a cocoon separating us as Muslims from ‘the others’ Christians, Catholics, Buddhists and so on. ‘We’ are engrossed in our own discussions about ‘them’, ‘the others’ whose beliefs differ from us.


I Heart Kemang

May 15, 2009

When I tell locals that I live in Kemang, the first thing a lot of them say is, “Oooooh, Kemang. A lot of bule [Westerners] live there.” Of course all the restaurants, bars and boutiques attract foreigners, but there’s a whole lot more to Kemang than coffee and couture.

The Contrast

Kemang is an area of stark contrast: You have modest kampungs through the back streets, which run parallel to enormous houses for the rich. There is plenty in between, like my kos, which is like a share house.

This is a family's house in Kemang, complete with a garuda

This is a family's house in Kemang, complete with a garuda


Click on the links, it’s all about family

May 14, 2009

On my vague attempt to do some academic work done, I found this. It’s a 15-year-old article by Fareed Zakaria interviewing then Singapore prime minister Lee Kuan Yew.

Yeah, I can’t believe it’s that old. But, it was a very interesting read.

I don’t agree on Lee’s fierce support on Eastern values in which the individual exist in the context of family. I mean, of course family is important. But, surely a person could live his own life freely under universal values of kindness.

I think a lot of young Indonesian holds the same ground as I do but with a bit of compromising, which reminds me of a column written by Kartika Jahja. (READ IT!).

I friend of mine said that there’s a generational gap between parents and children. A lot of parents don’t actually know the lives of their adult children. I think the problem here, is that children rarely have the guts to confront their parents or when they do, it will either jeopardize their relationship to the point of being disowned or make parents cry and get ill because of stress. Hence. Kartika’s title “What you see ain’t what you get”.

Snaps from Sulawesi

May 13, 2009

I have to get out of the house ASAP. Oh … the trials and tribulations of not having your own space. But I am really keen to get something up. For those of you who don’t know, I am the half-wit who made the incredibly intelligent decision of moving from Jakarta to the middle of nowhere, or what seems like nowhere when you are not constantly surrounded by people, cars, vendors, motorcyles, people and people. I have become a little bored and a little obsessed with turning my photos into fake polaroids.

Here are some snaps from Tana Toraja.


Jemise, phone home

May 8, 2009

It is my turn to post some deep, meaningful philosophies, but my brain is doped up on MSG from the cheap crisps I got at the warung and I have the flu. Excuses, excuses.

But I didn’t leave you, my pretties, hanging high and dry. I made something in ode to our fellow Om’bak bloggette who has recently left Jakarta to go back to Australia.

Jemise, we miss you heaps. xox

I didn't mean to compare you to E.T., Jemise, you're cuter and your forehead's not as big. xx

I didn't mean to compare you to E.T., Jemise, you're cuter and your forehead's not as big. xx

My New Best Friend Forever

May 7, 2009

I am obsessed with Paris Hilton’s show My New BFF. The other day at work I was editing a business story about the lease financing arrangements of one of Indonesia’s budget airlines. Hawt. I started thinking about how Paris owned her own plane and therefore didn’t have to worry when she flew her potential best buddies to Los Vegas to hunt for men to bring back to her bachelorette pad.

Now my gym workouts are scheduled around Paris. The staff at fitness first told me I should do more weights and yoga, but I try to do cardio so I can be close to the tv. The other day I forgot my headphones and was devastaed: I wouldn’t be able to hear Paris’s voice.Now she’s started interrupting my dreams. She walks in on my set when I’m dreaming of home, or being in the mountains, there she is. She never, ever leaves me. (more…)