Wednesday, January 17, 2007
It began when I wrote a news about Asia Source II that will be arrange on January 22-30, 2007. That’s an event where Open Source geeks from about 20 Asia Pacific countries will make a digital camp. “Sharing the knowledge,” said the coordinator, Bona, who is my friend also. This friend of mine said they don’t involve Indonesia, Go Open Source (IGOS), a program powered by Ministry of Research and Technology (Ristek). So, Mr. Kusmayanto Kadiman, The Minister, complain about it. He said to me that his office invited by Onno Purbo, Bona’s friend. Okay, maybe it’s just misscommunication.
But that’s not the end of the problem. As a journalist, is normal if I ask to make a report about the event. I want to make reporting from Sukabumi, the location of the event. Suddenly, Ristek’s PR call me that they initiated to handle the media coordination. Hmm I just realize there’s something wrong here. Asia Source is not Ristek’s program. Not at all. But why they’re took it?
“The minister will be a keynote speaker, Mer,” Bona told me from SMS.
“We did had a conversation last night and we will handle the media stuffs,” said Wawan, Ristek’s PR. “We also want you to help us to coordinate all the medias who want to follow us to Sukabumi.”
As a goodhearted person, I just said yes. Then I published it to the journalist mailing list. A brief invitation that if there any journalist who want to go to the event, could make a registration to me. And then so many journalist friends call me. Asked about where the location, where the legal invitation, the program schedule, etc. Hey, I don’t know anything about all of that! I am not the legal coordinator.
So I tried to ask it to Bona or Ristek’s PR. But too hard to reach them from the cell phone or office phone. Oh please! What the hell is goin on? Am I a fucking looser or what? How could we have a better quality of life if you can not communicate each other so well??
That just a sample how difficult to make a good communication between government (Ristek), people (Bona) and media (me). That’s only one case between the thousands and millions case in this country.
Monday, January 15, 2007
I told it to my friend. So we could start to realize our obsession to make a web project that still "off the record" untill this day.
All people need some qualified time. A time that we could feel, think, enjoy, without any kind of "deadline" things. A time that we can use something cool, not just because you had to do it only for money or material. I don't suggest that all of my times are exposed to business or what. But in these recent days I just bussier with many stuffs to get money and money because I have no enough money.
Now, I just get relax, slow down my feet. And trying to have some qualified times. Amen!
Husni is really laugh at me. “How could you said that your blog have been hacked?” Yeah. Maybe it’s just my silly stupid statement. How could? I have many hacker friends here and it’s too shame to say “someone did hacked my previous blog”
I think I am just lazzy enough to check what's wrong with my old fucking blog that disappear from the net. Thanks, Husni! Just have no idea why do my left brain is pretty moron to analize about some few geek things.
Gee..someone did hacked my previous blog. Just knew it from some friends who told me. Nevermind. I always could start the new one. Still I could find all the files also in the Blogger account.
Somethings are missings, all comments from my whole blog "fans". A friend of mine said the uniqely about my "ex blog" is the comments battle from many commentator who pros and kontras with my opinions. The tittle itself was controversial enough, Revolusi Seksual or Sexual Revolution. And it's contents my articles about how hard being a woman in Indonesia, an patriarch country. Sure, many patriacrhy males and females was angry with my revolutionary opinions and ideas.
Maybe someday I will repost it again in English. Yeah, someday.
And now I begin to post my blog in English. So sorry if my English is terrible. You know what, Indonesian is not have English as main language here. And the majority of my people seems affraid to practice their English. Why? If you are an Indonesian and you talk in English in public area, so everybody around you will call you SNOB. Aarrgh. No wonder my English never better than ever. But I am trying so hard to practice my English here. Please don't laugh at me. Please deh ah!