Perverted policemen

As a new member of Jakarta's pedestrian, I just noticed something. Here goes.

A policeman should be a person to go to when we're in troubles, yes? That's a very simple logic that even a toddler understands. That's why parents always tell their kids to find a policeman if they're lost. So policeman equals safety. Easy, right?

When you're older and you're walking through the city, you always keep it in the back of your mind that you should go find a policeman if you're robbed or threatened or being disturbed or, say, raped. Right? If a stranger's looking at you like they're about to rape you, you should yell, "Mr. Policeman, I think he'll rape me!" Right?

But what if the case is that you're a girl, you don't even have to be pretty cause mediocre is enough, and you're walking alone and as you walk those policemen are looking at you like dogs looking at meats. It's horribly disturbing, I tell you.

I was walking to a busway halt and these bunch of policemen looking at me from head to toe with this expression that only means that something down under is going up. As a self defense, I was wearing jeans, shirt, and a vest. Nothing revealing, nothing too much. I just spent 3 hours standing under the hot sun and I was a mess. Jeez.

The question is, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THOSE POLICEMEN????
Seriously. In this already not so safe city (the word so is me just trying to be nice) filled with men who seem like they never see a girl and keep woo-hooing every time they see a girl, we don't need policemen to act like that.

If they're doing that than who is our safety net. So I guess a policeman doesn't equal safety. They equal more danger.

My advice is, grow up guys, buy some porn, screw some chicks so you don't have to bother those nice pedestrians (read: me), and leave them ALONE. Don't act like some 5th grader that just hit their puberty. You guys look like you're 50 for God's sake.

-me

Quote of the day:
"Humans have a knack for choosing precisely the things that are worst for them.”
-Albus Dumbledore

Ah, kenyataan negeri ini

Pria itu berjalan dengan langkah mantap
Keluar dari rumahnya yang berpilar dan berlantai marmer
Dengan setelan Armaninya yang terbaru
Dan sepatu dari kulit asli yang mengkilap
Dasinya terikat mantap di lehernya
Meneriakkan pada dunia bahwa ia pria terhormat
Di tangannya sebuah telpon genggam
Merek terbaru dengan berbagai macam fasilitas
Di dalamnya tersimpan nomer-nomer orang penting
Siap dihubungi dalam satu kali tekan
Ia berbicara dengan suaranya yang megah
Menyuruh ini itu dengan kekuasaan absolut seorang penguasa
Ia masuk ke mobilnya yang diimpor dari luar negeri
Harganya cukup untuk makan satu negeri
Ia menyebutkan tujuannya dan kata-katanya adalah perintah
Mobilnya ber-AC, joknya juga kulit kualitas terbaik
Ia berhenti di sebuah restoran mewah
Ketika ia masuk semua orang tahu namanya
Ia melangkah pasti ke arah pria terhormat lainnya
Yang memandangnya tabik dengan wajah merendah
Mereka bicara, dari urusan bisnis sampai politik
Bukan politik rakyat tentunya, karena mereka bukan rakyat
Setelah makanan yang melimpah habis dikunyah
Ia membayar dengan kartu kredit yang penggunaannya tak terbatas
Wajahnya tak peduli dengan nila yang harus dibayarnya
Ah, ia sudah biasa membayar, di negeri ini semua bisa dibeli
Ia kembali ke mobil mewahnya pergi ke tempat lain
Kali ini rumah yang juga mewah tapi tak semewah rumahnya
Di dalamnya seorang wanita menunggunya
Dengan kekaguman yang nyata
Mereka berbicara dan lebih lagi, menghabiskan waktu bersenang-senang
Setelah semua urusan selesai ia pergi meninggalan si wanita
Yang berdiri dengan keengganan terlihat jelas di wajahnya
Tujuannya setelah ini adalah sebuah lapangan hijau
Lapangan golf yang sudah dipesan khusus untuknya
Tempat ia biasa bermain golf sekadar menetapkan kekayaannya
Toh semua pria terhormat dan kaya raya main golf
Maka ia pun harus main golf sebagai pria terhormat dan kaya
Ah, ia sudah biasa mengikut, di negeri ini semua cuma bisa menganut
Setelah bola-bola berterbangan dan tangannya pegal mengayun tongkat
Ia duduk di bawah gazebo menikmati minuman dingin dan kue kecil
Dengan kacamata hitam bertanggar di hidungnya
Ia menghela nafas menikmati hidup, ah nikmatnya
Setelah puas bersantai ia pergi lagi
Menutup agendanya yang padat hari ini
Si pria terhormat pulang ke rumah mewahnya yang aman
Dan di malam hari ia tertidur pulas di ranjangnya yang nyaman
Di samping sang istri yang setia menemani
Dan pagi-pagi sekali ketika ayam belum juga berkokok
Ia meninggalkan rumah untuk pergi lagi
Kali ini ke penjara tempatnya seharusnya tinggal
Ia turun dari mobil ditunggu oleh serombongan polisi
Yang tersenyum lebar menyapanya dengan penuh hormat
Ia membagikan lembaran uang-uang baru
Dengan ketegasan seorang penguasa
Mereka membuka pintu dan ia masuk ke dalam selnya
Ia harus tinggal karena hari ini akan ada orang-orang yang datang melihatnya
Dan ia tak mau mereka tahu bahwa ia tak tinggal di penjara seperti seharusnya
Nanti setelah mereka pergi ia kembali lagi ke hidupnya yang serba nyaman
Ah, ia sudah biasa berbohong, di negeri ini semua itu bisa diatur

-me

Quote of the day:
"You can fool some people sometimes, but you can't fool all the people all the time."
-Bob Marley

Dear my dearest

I don't wanna hear it any more
You, who supposedly my dearest one
Your words, your actions, they're all too sore
After all these years I really am done

I've tried to love you, yes I have
Through your sarcastic comments
Your unpleasant tone that makes me wish I'm deaf
I sincerely say now I'm officially bent

Do you even care, even just a little bit?
When you throw all those concerns do you really care?
Or are you just looking for a chance to hit
Me with words you know I can't bare

Do you know how many times I cry myself to sleep
From your critics that not even merited
I've tried many times to stop my weep
Telling myself not to be agitated

I'm not asking much of you
Cause I never expect much anyway
Just show some respect, please do
Cause there's a long road ahead and we have to stay

Just so you know if in the end I leave
It's because of you and you alone
Now you've put hatred in the words that I heave
You've done your job now leave me alone

-me

writer's note: above words came sincerely from my heart for someone that I suppose to love. She's hurt me many times but I suppose she never realizes. This isn't meant to be a note of hatred. This's suppose to be a revelation for me to start it all anew. So please see these merely as me talking to myself just to get what I feel out so I'll be able to forgive and forget.

Quote of the day:
"Who are you to judge the life i live?
I know I am not perfect -- i dont live to be
But before you start pointing the fingers
Make sure your hands are clean."
-Bob Marley

Rambling of the day:

If you can't change the world, the least you can do is not letting the world change you.

-me

Rambling of the day:

The only differnce between government and terrorist is that terrorists kill the people quickly and the government kills the people slowly.

-me

One.. Two.. Three..

one
two
three
so that's three hundred
said the kid standing in front of a food stall
that's the remainder of his money
mom said that he should give it back
but the money is his, it's his achievement that he's efficient
but no, three hundred wouldn't hurt
would it?
mom has much more money than this

one
two
three
so that's three thousand
said the man in the parking lot
he asked for five thousand though he knew it should be two
but he needs the three thousand
it's not a thievery when the person who has the money know that it's taken
and no, three thousand wouldn't hurt
would it?
those people with expensive cars have much more money than this

one
two
three
so that's three million
said the man in his office counting the money
so he stretched the budget a little, that's fine
wasn't it him who found the cheaper supplier
it was his work, his sweat, so it's his right
no no, three million wouldn't hurt
would it?
this big company produces much more money than this

one
two
three
so that's three hundred billion,
said the man in his best suite with angelic expression on his face
big smile in his face while he thought of a new jaguar to be added to his collection
so I flexed the truth a little bit, but he need the document and I help him
it's not stealing, he gave me some kind of a, umm, a thank you note
hell no, three billion wouldn't hurt
would it?
this goddamned country has much more money than this

and, they are damned anyway.

-me

Quote of the day:
"Presidents don't do it to their wives, they do it to their country."
-Richard Adams

Everybody, Please!

Will you tell me the truth, please?
Sir, please.
Tell me the truth.
You have been lying straight to my face
years and years that have passed.
You tell me that you don't know.
The truth is, you do know
You just don't care.

Will you tell me the truth, please?
Madam, please.
Tell me the truth.
You have given me all those excuses
The same ones over and over again.
I'm not that stupid, you know?
I have long learned the pattern of your lies
And I know when you're just being ignorant.

Will you tell me the truth, please?
Anyone who cares, please.
Tell me the truth.
They refuse to say or explain anything
They won't let anyone who would
I need the truth, that's all, nothing else
I'm fine if everything is not well
I just need to know that they are doing something

Will you tell me the truth, please?
Sir, Madam, please.
Tell me the truth.
I don't know what's going on
I don't know why we have to live like this
I don't know why you neither care nor want to care
But I know that it's your job
And I know that you're not doing your job too well

Will you tell me the truth, please?
Your Honor, please.
Tell me the truth.
Why they say things that aren't true?
Why they give promises that they know they'll never able to fulfill
Why don't you do anything?
Why you play along with them when you know that it's your job
Yes, it's your job to stop them

Will you tell me the truth, please?
People, please.
Tell me the truth.
You're all just standing there, skeptic
Thinking that it's none of your business
Even when they've lied like that
They treat us as if we're just dolls that have no say
When they suppose to work for us

Will you tell me the truth, please?
Anybody, please.
Tell me the truth.
I don't care who you are
I don't care what you want
Just tell me the truth and give me what I need
Save me from the people who suppose to save me
Help me escape from their lies and tell me the truth

Everybody, please!

-me

Quote of the day:
“ Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for themselves. ”
-Abraham Lincoln

Government's Policy

The closing of Jakarta's entertainment centers like nightclubs, massage parlors during Ramadan is a concrete example of the flawed Indonesian government policy.

The government seems to forget that although the Moslem is the majority, it's not the only religion. There are people who aren't Moslem and won't be fasting during the month. Those people have every right and the government have the obligation to let them have their entertainment.

But let's not go there. The people's relationships with their religions is not any of the government's business. The government never explains their reason of closing the nightclubs. However, if they want to force the people to be focus on their fasting and religion, they are wrong. If the Moslems want to go to nightclubs during Ramadan, it's their choice and their choice alone. It's their responsibility to their own selves. It's also their right to choose how they are going to pray and how they are going to behave on ramadan. It's their choice to fully focus on their spiritual obligation.

By closing the entertainment centers, the government enforces THEIR way of praying, therefore doesn't respect THE PEOPLE'S rights to choose their own spiritual ways.

-me

Quote of the day:
“ Fanaticism consists of redoubling your effort when you have forgotten your aim. ”
George Santayana

Ryan and the Political Incorrectness of Indonesian Media

When I was browsing for an article today, I found this little great article on the arrest of a murderer. It's an acceptable article, brief yet informative, and one sentence in the end of the article ruined it all. Here goes: "Other than that, the police found a few pornographic CDs with homosexual genre."

Another story, when I was on the airport waiting for a plane to Bali, I watched on the TV a news story titled "the number of gays in Jakarta is increasing due to environmental influence." Or somewhere along the line.

An even bigger story, the story of Ryan the mass murderer. It has become a great commodity for various medias all over the country. From newspapers to infotainment. What worse is that media treats the news as an infotainment. The big highlight wasn't that he's a mass murderer and how it affects the society, but the fact that he was gay and one of his victim was Rima Melati's grandson. Two thumbs up, people!

Indonesia was once called a democratic country. Shouldn't it mean that the people are free to have any sexual orientation? Shouldn't it mean that someone's religious preferences, skin color, age, gender, nationality, race, and sexual orientation HAVE NO PLACE in our newspaper? Shouldn't it mean that those cultural backgrounds have no say in defining people? Shouldn't it mean that there's no different in the merit of news stories on heterosexual murderer or homosexual murderer?

Ask yourself that, and ,oh please please please, let the answer be, YES.

Otherwise, the reformation has no meaning. Those fights for equal treatments and respect were just bullshits. Otherwise, the pluralism that Indonesia has and so proud of is just another unpreserved promotion tool.

Please stand up for tolerance in our land.

-me