27 Aug
Today’s The Day (Again) …
… when Jakarta goes quiet. It's the start of a week long holiday, and possibly longer, and the best time to not go anywhere outside Jakarta.
Yep, it seems as though nearly all those all practise mudik, the return to home villages at Idul Fitri to celebrate their 'celebrityness' because they've spent a year grafting away to pay for mudik, are on their way. Convoys of those pesky little motorbikes are doing their best to avoid big buses whose usually manic drivers are suffering withdrawal symptoms as their urine is regularly tested for excessive quantities of Red Bull.

The police have placed snipers at those black spots where premen (thugs) are prevalent, and trains are packed to "150% capacity".
The banks are shut for the duration as are several financial institutions. That shouldn't be a problem though as the country is awash with debt; all and sundry having stocked up on life's little luxuries because this is what everyone has been grafting away for since the last time they came back to Jakarta.
One notable lass, a pembantu (maid), was highlighted in the Post because she'd bought the latest model of a handphone to replace the one she bought last year, just so she wouldn't feel embarrassed using an old one. Of course, if she lives in a remote kampung, there's no guarantee that she can get a signal.
Some won't make it home because they're in jail because of their graft, and for that we can give praise.
Mind you, it hasn't been easy convincing 'Er Indoors that she doesn't have to spend everything in my bank account just to have some of her famous beef rendang in stock for all those visitors who probably won't come because they're out of town.
Whatever, the sun is shining and there's only the occasional motorbike without a silencer revving by to disturb my peace.
Mohon ma'af lahir dan batin is the traditional phrase used to say at this time. Roughly translated it means 'Please forgive me for any wrongdoings I may have done to you in the past year, and please accept my sincerest apologies for what I might do to you in the next'. This seems highly appropriate for those with arrested development of moral values.
One such is the governor of the South Sulawesi province who has banned members of the Ahmadyah Muslim community from conducting religious activities durung the Idul Fitri holiday in case they spark violence among mainstream Muslims.
I'm not a Muslim, although it says so on the piece of paper saying that I'm married because the government of this supposedly secular state decrees that everyone must 'belong' to a religion, and one that believes in One God. Still, what I do know about Ramadhan, the fasting month, is that devotees should not succomb to temptation. It seems strange to me that certain 'fundamentalists' Muslims are so weak that they have to remove all temptations in case their faith isn't strong enough to overcome them.
Thus, the 'special' province of Yogyakarta has banned the sale of alcohol. Mind you, the Jakartass correspondent there reports that "there still appear to be places selling drinks albeit discreetly." For this, he gives thanks.
So, what to do in Jakarta? If you have the herd instinct, then head to Taman Mini Indonesia Indah (TMII), Ancol Dreamland or Ragunan Zoo. It may be somewhat easier getting there than in previous years because the Transjakarta Busway has added a few extra routes for the duration.
But you won't see me or my tribe at any of them because I'm all for the quiet life. Our Kid (14) has been very controlled in his fasting, so you may see us at Ya 'Usual towards the end of next week when he can eat in public in daylight hours.
Until then ….


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