tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16060036187003792562024-03-21T20:13:45.284+07:00The RemedyMayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.comBlogger124125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-23286020846320050002015-03-30T02:51:00.000+07:002015-03-30T03:08:11.013+07:00To You Far from Here I Secretly Adore: I am Fine<div style="text-align: justify;">
Despite our ups and downs, <a href="http://mayangrizky.blogspot.co.uk/2010/04/even-julia-bought-lennon-his-first.html" target="_blank">I always really wish that I could be as strong as you are</a>.</div>
Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-90023156689940393572014-11-09T06:09:00.000+07:002014-11-09T06:12:01.489+07:00Before Midnight<div style="text-align: left;">
When I think of nothing, more often than not, there will always be a coincidence comes to attract my attention. It is like a balloon in a quiet room suddenly pops, shattering the stillness.<br />
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How often you can hear a song playing with some kind of lyrics that gives a shot in your mind unintentionally? It can be of anywhere; when I am on the platform waiting for the next train to come in, on the street trapped in a bus rushing with the traffic, or even in a car listening to the radio together with the significant other (to put it bluntly, I actually missed all these kind of things already!). I believe that there is no such a thing as containing no reason. Hurtful or pleasurable, tearful or giving another a tumble, we just need to look at these coincidences fully in the face.</div>
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It has been almost two years since <a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/ryan-oconnell/2013/02/7-reasons-why-you-lose-so-many-friends-in-your-20s/" target="_blank">I cut the fat</a>. Yes, cut the fat and decided to withdraw from. There is no point to live in a place where your presence stimulates bad energy occurs in the others, that's it.<br />
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For two years as well, I worked with humble people, mainly for the pursuit of ideas. I worked in a place where some things that I had learned for four years that 'there is no such thing as free lunch' can be somewhat voidable. </div>
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This "<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rx0MRawkrj4" target="_blank">Empty Chair</a>" video reminds me of them.<i> </i><br />
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<i>Let's just raise a glass to the character of community who is out of sight but not out of mind</i>. Guinness said that they remind us that: <u>a true test of character is what you do when no one's looking</u>.<br />
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Implicitly they tell us as well to not always trying to impress others or trying to look for the others' attention by telling every single details of what we do. Noted.</div>
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There is such a thing as free lunch there, literally free lunch. And that is not the only reason so that I could stay. Simply it was derived by my own anxiety; how does it can be truly appeared in the world full of flaws we live in? In the world that we ought to think confidently that human are naturally unemotional. There must be something that cannot be explained, which their so-called excellent system of a brain often assume it as irrationality.</div>
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<i>"We're generally overconfident in our opinions and our impressions and judgments."</i> (Daniel Kahneman)</div>
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Sometimes I think; how can we define us have already made sense while others not when all the things that we did so far is actually that kind of nonsense thing? And that is a nonsense thing we have assumed before. This confusing behaviour of human making me realized that perhaps it may always myopically clearer to see the flaws in the others than it is to see the flaws in ourselves. Or it could be just an unintentional lie, like a manifestation of their unconscious state of mind. Really really really insensible.</div>
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<i>"There is only one difference between a madman and me. The madman thinks he is sane. I know I am mad."</i></div>
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To me that part is like reminiscing to some sort of a short story above by Salvador Dali called 'A Madman and Me'. However, at least hopefully I know I am mad.<br />
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Well anyway before midnight, greetings from somewhere!<br />
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Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-64281272279970153612013-01-30T22:03:00.000+07:002013-01-31T07:42:12.738+07:00Amateur's Captures: Before Sunrise<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-88868309975239843522013-01-06T23:00:00.000+07:002017-01-31T20:05:56.174+07:00Talk Sense to a Fool and (S)he Calls You Foolish<div style="text-align: left;">
"Even intellectuals should have learned by now that objective rationality is not the default position of the human mind, much less the bedrock of <u>human affairs</u>."</div>
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Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-49699002776371219542012-09-15T17:49:00.002+07:002012-09-15T17:50:40.237+07:00Secondly Published!<div style="text-align: justify;">
Months ago, got a call from Mbak Eny. She said that Mr Keith wants the article to be published again. And since I am no longer an intern so that my office email has been deactivated, he called to put my active email in the article.</div>
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This gratitude goes to a very honorable Mr Keith.</div>
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<a href="http://www.ekonid.com/SOR/XXI-2-2012/Sorotan%20edisi%202-2012.pdf">It's such a self-rewarding to see what was on mind stretching in four pages of a foremost institution's magazine.</a> There's no other purpose unless self-satisfaction feeling that: <i>at least the idea has been delivered</i>. Anywhere and anytime.</div>
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After all the discussions and re-writings with him, my evocative and rubbish English, I'd come to a conclusion that writing is not that easy. Been realized that I do still have and want so much to learn.</div>
Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-59696376919797607272012-06-18T22:30:00.000+07:002013-07-31T00:47:28.384+07:00Everyone Does, FairlySome would say that it's easier for us to give such an advice or more of an encouragement to people when you can put yourself into that person and to feel the same. Apparently.<br />
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But there are times when I just don't get it and things are way too contradictive exactly for the same occasion, thrills, and needs that could lead to the limited words spoken.<br />
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It may because we are really that person. And need not trying to getting us into.<br />
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<i>[Moses] said, "O my Lord, open for me my chest (with assurance), and ease for me my task, and untie the knot (the defect) from my tongue, that they may understand my speech. And appoint for me a helper from my family. Haroon, my brother. Increase through him my strength, and let him share my task of conveying Allah message and Propethood, that we may exalt You much, and remember You much. Indeed, You are of us ever Seeing."</i><span style="background-color: white;"> (Q.S. Ta-Ha: 20, Verse 25-35).</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span></blockquote>
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Despite of all the backgrounds alleged to be the engine; this is not about <a href="http://bfi.uchicago.edu/pricetheory/events/GuityBeckerRemarks.pdf">Gary and Guity</a>, nor me and the anxiety. This is all mainly about getting done of what I've started.<br />
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And maybe there are things that's just better be finished.<br />
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So still I hope nothing serious next week. *finger finger crossed*<br />
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- MMayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-17219113289590774562012-06-09T00:00:00.000+07:002012-06-09T00:09:21.490+07:00To Know I've (v)-ed You Before You Do<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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At age twelve, when I answered to my art and drawing teacher why drawing a picture of children with no face and a plant with human's face, he claimed on me:<br />
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Well I didn't mean to execute, I just meant to draw.<br />
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While today is sad but yet so fun, at least I could laugh all day long just to remember what me and my friend did during the series of presentation. I didn't know where exactly did the joke came from but it seemed amusing to pay attention on human's ambiguity.<br />
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It was just really nice to play at our own world as well as to imagine something silly among the room's atmosphere of seriousness. I hope nothing serious next week. *finger crossed*<br />
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- MMayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-68195543120748875642012-04-10T18:07:00.008+07:002012-04-10T18:22:44.245+07:00Chronos and Kairos<div style="text-align: justify; font-style: normal; "><i><span><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote>Walking on Water</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span>by Madeleine L'Engle</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; "><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span>Kairos. Real time. God’s time. </span><span>That time which breaks through chronos with a shock of joy, that time we do not recognize while we are experiencing it, but only afterwards, because kairos has nothing to do with chronological time. In kairos we are completely unselfconscious, and yet paradoxically far more real than we can ever be when we’re constantly checking our watches for chronological time.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span>The saint in contemplation, lost to self in the mind of God is in kairos. The artist at work is in kairos. The child at play, totally thrown outside herself in the game, be it building a sand castle or making a daisy chain, is in kairos. In kairos we become what we are called to be as human beings, co-creators with God, touching on the wonder of creation.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span>This calling should not be limited to artists, or saints, but it is a fearful calling. It is both Mana and taboo. It can destroy as well as bring into being.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span>In Our Town, after Emily has died in childbirth, Thornton Wilder has her ask the Stage Manager if she can return home to relive just one day. Reluctantly he allows her to do so. And she is torn by the beauty of the ordinary, and by our lack of awareness of it. She cries out to her mother, “Mama, just look at me one minute as though you really saw me… it goes so fast we don’t have time to look at one another.”</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span>And she goes back to the graveyard and the quiet company of the others lying there, and she asks the Stage Manager “Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?” And he sighs and says, “No. The saints and poets, maybe. They do some.”</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span></span></div></div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-38805731158215674992012-03-21T00:39:00.006+07:002012-03-21T00:49:49.294+07:00Could It Just Be A One War?<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%; ">If I went all along against my mind (during that time), that means I'm now trying hard to be softened a bit and to let my pride was being trampled by my success against them. And there are things that should not be more beautiful than a big reason behind it all.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-7398193981363634412012-03-01T00:03:00.007+07:002012-03-01T00:34:18.215+07:00She Caught the Last Bus Home<div style="text-align: center;">So this is what they called Jakarta at its nice (art-speaking).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfyyjAWtMONXaRx1ECYHDMPMi9zm1B-pku6KGWYcy2n4V3G5TcWwrDIRd-NmPDNDwa_JbnqWx9E6KZgkhL2hSA9td4koMnR30eq9nxBXWdlOVOPDKdxtI7qo9HthRsqegsvMFXDdkegNU/s1600/Jakarta.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfyyjAWtMONXaRx1ECYHDMPMi9zm1B-pku6KGWYcy2n4V3G5TcWwrDIRd-NmPDNDwa_JbnqWx9E6KZgkhL2hSA9td4koMnR30eq9nxBXWdlOVOPDKdxtI7qo9HthRsqegsvMFXDdkegNU/s400/Jakarta.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714607429456356610" /></a><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day."</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Vincent van Gogh)</div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-59971690354686324922012-01-30T01:40:00.002+07:002012-01-30T13:08:55.621+07:00Amateur's Captures: Across the Picturesque Strait<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPQtMGuIZiB95-cGBk0vnxWH-NTaAg0iZAFw-lrGKlfJ373CElJ2psLr5ck-5QdbYnHqS2RXlNJJ5-gfELproLEnokbVck37v_zt3hzQmlO6rNCTNdUdnG_IJScyqGYY2ImAIojAvylww/s1600/Stop+By+and+Shady+Here.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrUMLkMFCOYhHBSEYoep7Zrpf5hjSVQI5T2uxagPHNMqph-I24kEWpuQtu3PIAek0ylgQWC0aEltN-z05QnvsTBGdLTvuUfD8pAHUGK2VyAhtXGt0C_-qyaN0WnCOVQXqKRc7KE4StRks/s320/Rearviews+at+the+Bottom+of+a+Market.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703284942456351586" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIFCkRX5WCC2aVqWUfXUzsmOCHEAYC5WtChqsrFzKuroziRyoJq0gmEpaXSa_dh1hAkXJSEJD8nDcR3omW02BRzayKgWZm1lVyf9CNcmtu3OQpeiVW_5WUswv-8c5GO2lGU5YRh-wsm9U/s1600/Space+of+Han-e-mon.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIFCkRX5WCC2aVqWUfXUzsmOCHEAYC5WtChqsrFzKuroziRyoJq0gmEpaXSa_dh1hAkXJSEJD8nDcR3omW02BRzayKgWZm1lVyf9CNcmtu3OQpeiVW_5WUswv-8c5GO2lGU5YRh-wsm9U/s320/Space+of+Han-e-mon.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703284048896253922" /></a>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-86781665985094477472012-01-27T03:39:00.000+07:002012-01-27T08:09:04.855+07:00Does Solitude Mean Selfish?<div style="text-align: justify;">What costs us to decide something? Somebody else's freedom, interest, happiness, and well-being?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In life, we are faced with several options: to make it or to take it all away. I believe that there's no single thing in this world that happens to be the first-best-option. That once we decide, it could be no zero cost of impact comes to pass the surface. We may harm the others as well as we may benefit them.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">But it's also not about what's been decided, rather how we pay to the consequences that may occur once we decide. And it happens all the time. Like the government who needs to create a policy that may harm people while benefit the business(wo)men, the key is on the rent distribution. How they accommodate the loss received by the people using the value of benefit collected by the businessmen/women.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">However I forgot that I'm not a kind of government-like since I only govern myself. And it's not a kind of a public choice analysis since it doesn't mean to be a public good. Or even if it has to be a public good, I prefer to use private choice analysis approach because <i>for me</i> it really is, a private one.</div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-71429240063755306962011-12-28T21:28:00.001+07:002011-12-29T06:36:31.317+07:00Attaining Equilibrium: Of Any Given S & D<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIW2h9YiNErKLR2w9IALXqVzFBmdeEUzqL7hL2RYg3UEFWntdlXDe4_dECw-6YrvSoVETw52LJNkyqKnVWxSBeA_mluAnZg97Ly_EKf7fqI4ayGmIHnK-FhJhbO8OaF29R8roMotuAssI/s1600/The+Economics+of+Love.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIW2h9YiNErKLR2w9IALXqVzFBmdeEUzqL7hL2RYg3UEFWntdlXDe4_dECw-6YrvSoVETw52LJNkyqKnVWxSBeA_mluAnZg97Ly_EKf7fqI4ayGmIHnK-FhJhbO8OaF29R8roMotuAssI/s320/The+Economics+of+Love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691325264026004530" /></a>Source: <a href="http://ramblingsofanasshole.tumblr.com/post/8958612133/the-economics-of-love">Ramblings Of An Asshole</a>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-46572688532515807692011-12-06T13:18:00.004+07:002011-12-06T13:30:56.633+07:00Solution: Rule or Discretion?<div style="text-align: justify;">(Di suatu kelas, dua orang mahasiswi sotoy sama istilah ngobrol ngalur-ngidul gara-gara lelah menunggu sesuatu yang tak pasti).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">X: Ibunya punya kecenderungan buat dicap ngga kredibel nih, bilangnya mau masuk jam 2 tapi sekarang udah mau jam 4. Tadi aja sesi pertama baru masuk jam 12 padahal harusnya jam 11.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Y: Itu artinya ekspektasi muridnya ngga menggunakan <i>adaptive expectation</i>, ngga belajar dari kesalahan masa lalu.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">X: Masalahnya <i>adaptive expectation</i> udah ngga cocok lagi buat dipake di kehidupan, udah ada <i>rational expectation</i>.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Y: Masalahnya muridnya udah rasional belum? Abisan ini ada problem<i> assymmetric information</i>. Kan kita ngga tau apakah pas ibunya ngomong itu sunggu-sungguh akan ditepati atau ngga.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Z: Maaf ya tadi saya bilang mau masuk jam 2, saya lagi banyak urusan ini, nanti aja saya ngajar sampai malam. Maaf ya, jadi ada <i>time-inconsistency</i> deh.</div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-21157219685985908382011-12-06T11:08:00.008+07:002011-12-06T13:39:10.630+07:00Nothing’s 100% Fidelity, Mayang!<div style="text-align: justify;">My friend told me about her quick experience,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Y: Cantik banget sihh</div><div style="text-align: justify;">X: Apa sih lu</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">There was a guy (Y) who had a crush on her (X), perhaps not an exact crush but rather just a form of admiration, or even, having a space of interlude to flirt to, or to be more extreme, joking. Be it whatever.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">For a second she was actually having a blushed-cheek yet feeling so embarrassed. But then it wouldn't mean anything though, based on the fact that he didn't really mean it or because she couldn't imagine how hurt it is to be a girlfriend of a guy who, roughly speaking, was doing some kind of flirting with (an)other god's creature, one of the illustrations, herself.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Yes, he already got a girl.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">(Case closed).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Couple of days ago I had an afternoon conversation with a friend named <a href="http://amaliahapsari.blogspot.com/">Lia</a>. And as the other typical girls living on earth, it's always nice to talk about relationships, feelings, or sensibility. Everything that are practically not about your story, but you just experience that you can adjust that into yours. We always find it interesting on things brilliantly touch the smallest part of our own huh?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In a nutshell she said that's normal if sometimes we simply feel bored with our partner and decide to have an interlude. So when the day comes, jusat have an interlude too for us.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">For a while I couldn't agree since she was talking while driving, when all the things she said was worth of half-trusted because the rest of her 50% were left on the street. But who would place a tendency of impossible outcome on the multi-tasking probability of a girl?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span>H<sub>0</sub>: </span><span>μ</span><span> < 0.05 (Lia does not really mean of what she said)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span>H<sub>1</sub>: </span><span>μ</span><span> >= 0.05 (Lia does really mean of what she said)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">What to test?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I was questioning her a lot, few times all those rebuffs in my head seeking to get out through a number of why(s).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">But then I couldn't find what to reject, since the rejection region was not clearly defined, or in the other words, failed to plan a test, which means, brought thinking to an halt. That's a pre-assumption of life's choice before a destiny happens to come (t), we'll fail when we decide to stop trying (thinking). Otherwise a failure may be called as a destiny when we talk about it after what would have happened to life (t+1).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Flashing back to the topic; and then I thought maybe I was just too naive hence I couldn't accept what she said immediately. Too much drowned by hundreds of pages of Nicholas Sparks's books. Imagining that Landon Carter, Alex Wheatley, and Paul Flanner are the real human beings and not only as characters. Dreaming of a true allegiance between Noah and Allie does really exist.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Oh Mr. Sparks, why were you so damn trustworthy? Or maybe I have to turn the question; why I was so dumb and so easy to be fooled by your lovely paraphrases?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-25430276659530591632011-11-26T02:17:00.005+07:002011-11-26T02:40:34.066+07:00To Draw What's On<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwR45N3Irfeu6ijVkMIZGYjRUOGJA3aQx9o3Y45Y9AMlts3SfuBudmIjoQ8g8XWnmhy14-JFLIpp5KcksvCcc5J1Rt2dpVGfdVMYxyQvmevbXTnLOvsNlAd3PrVQSuNTF0wpzuJQTMvW8/s1600/Le+Moulin+a+Poivre.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwR45N3Irfeu6ijVkMIZGYjRUOGJA3aQx9o3Y45Y9AMlts3SfuBudmIjoQ8g8XWnmhy14-JFLIpp5KcksvCcc5J1Rt2dpVGfdVMYxyQvmevbXTnLOvsNlAd3PrVQSuNTF0wpzuJQTMvW8/s320/Le+Moulin+a+Poivre.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679015043721869618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Street Scene in Montmartre: Le Moulin de Poivre (van Gogh, 1887)</i></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">"They walked on, without knowing in what direction. There was too much to be thought, and felt, and said, for attention to any other objects."</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pride and Prejudice, Chapter 58.</div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-52573577810815029462011-11-16T07:50:00.004+07:002011-11-22T05:51:02.600+07:00That Would Be A Good TitleCeline:<div><i>Memory is a wonderful thing, if you don't have to, uh, deal with the past.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Jesse:</div><div><i>"Memory is a wonderful thing, if you don't have to deal with the past." Can I put that on a bumper sticker?</i></div><div><br /></div><div>(Before Sunset, 2004)</div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-70911627851594621042011-11-09T07:52:00.009+07:002011-11-09T09:02:57.848+07:00A Glimpse of Holding Constant Our Own Value JudgementSo the World Development Report 2012 is out! We can download it for free <a href="http://siteresources.worldbank.org/INTWDR2012/Resources/7778105-1299699968583/7786210-1315936222006/Complete-Report.pdf">here</a>.<div><br /></div><div>Despite its holding issue and I know that changes remain possible in every part of our life, I'm just thrilled as it lends a hand on me to keep in faith at least. Coincidence? Pretty much. Every so often a coincidence comes up when we play around only to that vicinity, right? So it may be not that "real coincidence". But further question is, is that wrong? To jump over <i>only</i> to the freshwater rather than the saltwater lake in finding a trout. Though we aimed not to find a huge seatrout after all.</div><div><br /></div><div>And I have to put aside all my previous judgements on this required completion of study. So please guide me to play in a positive check, not a normative one. For months or years ahead.</div><div><br /></div><div>Last night, I just had a talk with a friend. We agreed to be disagreed and we didn't insist to joint when it just didn't have to because actually it was mutual in sharing and that went without saying. It was all about tolerance and we chatted about that as well.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tolerance. How do we handle with that? Is this the thing that we need or is this a normative side of our behavior? At times I think, is there any impact of one's behavior to another one's behavior? I mean (to give a context), do surroundings widely determine on how we act?</div><div><br /></div><div>Genuinely I am fascinated by the work of permisiveness; how could a smoker befriend with the one who don't smoke at all? How a drinker may sit and sip a glass of white Russian in front of the one who drink a mock of cocktail. How about the drug users, do they leave a friend who doesn't do any drugs behind? Do they stop talking with a friend who refuses their invitation to go clubbing at places somewhere over the city lights? Do we start to avoid an atheist? Do we laugh at people's faces when we hear they simply want to do a pray of any given religion that they keep in heart? Do we leave a space to people who (un)decide a marriage or an affair?</div><div><br /></div><div>Do we provoke others to dislike people who don't walk in the same pathway of mind or people who don't stand in the same circle with us?</div><div><br /></div><div>Yes, it is all about tolerance. Empathy, acceptance, understanding, or any sensible term we want to include. And again, it's in different context if we wish for locating our own value judgement inside.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is an apology of having too much questions. Sorry for being a bit neurotic at this time, unless that there's always time-inconsistency (when we put a matter of time in such variable) but it's been so often for me to throw many question marks and become a little bit annoying to ask for longer when I can't meet the expense of any statement. Hence never stop asking, there's no such a sure thing and I just thought that we're living in an indefinite world, aren't we?</div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-17727791080609411302011-11-01T08:13:00.004+07:002014-11-05T10:29:57.936+07:00Most Conflicts We Have Actually Based On Its SubstancesWeird is, he who creates it he who blames on it. 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Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-732477040997749662011-10-23T22:20:00.007+07:002011-10-27T00:22:01.509+07:00Story of A Naïve Utopian<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLQXhyphenhyphenEX_9SWQfqzEL4quUXcNy8wqPeHCZGjhJnvUlOApUof5Ogky7YyeNgdgDy8oiqFvZxV8_F9nEV0D2pCfrmoJtEnDhqCN3xgStOo1vA7pmgPZSUJEUKBr78S0xnjWktxzZTpt1G8g/s1600/lrg-133-everingham_-_safehaven.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLQXhyphenhyphenEX_9SWQfqzEL4quUXcNy8wqPeHCZGjhJnvUlOApUof5Ogky7YyeNgdgDy8oiqFvZxV8_F9nEV0D2pCfrmoJtEnDhqCN3xgStOo1vA7pmgPZSUJEUKBr78S0xnjWktxzZTpt1G8g/s320/lrg-133-everingham_-_safehaven.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666717482987687890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Safe Haven, Scott Everingham</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div>She once imagined this world actually consists of good people, that all those issues in such headlines are just a somerset play-like so that they get plenty of things to do and to cope those life's strange phenomenons and bizarre creatures--keeping them busy all day long whilst avoiding them being paid in an idleness. Dreams that are noteworthy.Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-47040906663916498072011-09-18T07:42:00.000+07:002011-12-31T10:47:47.105+07:00Yes, Sir. I Do Still Have So Much To Learn<a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2011/09/17/should-jakarta-be-a-closed-city.html">An article from my professor</a>. Never been taught by him but really would like to.Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-77403682665169395972011-09-15T18:31:00.003+07:002011-09-15T18:46:55.190+07:00Mona Lisa SmirkLast month, The Economist put a forlorn issue on its headline. After a concern on previous rating downgrade, they stopped for a while to such trend in the eastern part of the world before they continued the journey to a matter of current job plan today. A sec stop in an issue of love despair among Asians vis-a-vis the falling of marriage rates.<div><br /></div><div>Something reacted in my face was nothing but a smile when I read <a href="http://www.economist.com/node/21526350">the article</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>You could imagine a Cruella in me, of looking at her innocent Dalmatians skin, being peeled off softly, or in the other head, how this anti-marriage activist, staring at something going on the earth, which most of them, working properly as her plan, particularly related to what she have campaigned for.</div><div><br /></div><div>But don't always get so hard to the dark side. (Lemme have a moment for an excuse) I smiled simply because of the issue, it's nice to see how the world pays attention to your mind, an appearance of chemistry between these both that leads you to the perplexity, either what's been discussed here derived from the truth happens in the world or vice versa. It's the time that decides but the shorter thing is they are harmonized.</div><div><br /></div><div>However there are some parts of the article, notwithstanding its fundamental argument, but essentially left disharmonized, probably regarding their suggestion on how to revive marriage in Asia:</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="border:none;border-left:solid windowtext 1.0pt;mso-border-left-alt: solid windowtext .5pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 4.0pt;margin-left:27.3pt;margin-right: 0in"> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; text-align:justify;border:none;mso-border-left-alt:solid windowtext .5pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 4.0pt"><i><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Calibri;color:black">Relaxing divorce laws might, paradoxically, boost marriage. Women who now steer clear of wedlock might be more willing to tie the knot if they know it can be untied—not just because they can get out of the marriage if it doesn’t work, but also because their freedom to leave might keep their husbands on their toes.</span></i><span lang="EN-GB" style="color:black"><o:p></o:p></span></p> </div> <u1:p></u1:p><u1:p></u1:p></div><div><br /></div><div>One thing seems a little bit nonsense or maybe two. Is it true that an ease to divorce might boost marriage, so it equals to, women reject marriage because of the tight procedures that divorce has? Sadly no, such an exhausted form of bureaucracy is not a big deal for women.</div><div><br /></div><div>The second one is what about the reversion effect of women's freedom to leave? It is said that the freedom might keep their husband at home, no? A thousand times yes if the husband covered by a fear of women's freedom, but a million times no if it makes the husband blissfully freer from home. I have so much to learn.</div><div><br /></div><div>Further recommendation: <a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2011/09/12/why-divorce-indonesia-increasing.html">Why is divorce in Indonesia increasing?</a><br /></div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-56551805234829772482011-09-12T23:22:00.012+07:002011-10-29T12:38:21.270+07:00Katherine Ann Watson<a href="http://celebrityquips.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/julia_monalisa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 392px;" src="http://celebrityquips.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/julia_monalisa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div>Since Pretty Woman had brought her name high, how I love her character most here.</div><div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:4.5pt">---Wellesley College, 1950s---</p> <div style="mso-element:para-border-div;border:none;border-left:solid windowtext 1.0pt; mso-border-left-alt:solid windowtext .5pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 4.0pt;margin-left: .25in;margin-right:0in"> <p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-left-alt:solid windowtext .5pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 4.0pt"><span class="apple-style-span"><i><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:black; background:white;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000210/"><span style="text-decoration:none; text-underline:none">Katherine Watson</span></a>: Since your wedding, you've missed six classes, a paper and your midterm.</span></i></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:black;background:white;mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"> </span></i></span><i><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:black;background:white;mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000379/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Betty Warren</span></a>: I was on my honeymoon and then I had to set up house. What does she expect?</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000210/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Katherine Watson</span></a>: Attendance.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0329481/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Connie Baker</span></a>: [timidly] Most of the faculty turn their heads when the married students miss a class or two.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000210/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Katherine Watson</span></a>: Well then why not get married as freshman? That way you could graduate without actually ever stepping foot on campus.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000379/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Betty Warren</span></a>: Don't disregard our traditions just because you're subversive.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000210/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Katherine Watson</span></a>: Don't disrespect this class just because you're married.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000379/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Betty Warren</span></a>: Don't disrespect me just because you're not.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000210/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Katherine Watson</span></a>: Come to class, do the work, or I'll fail you.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000379/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Betty Warren</span></a>: If you fail me, there will be consequences.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000210/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Katherine Watson</span></a>: Are you threatening me?</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000379/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Betty Warren</span></a>: I'm educating you.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000210/"><span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:none">Katherine Watson</span></a>: That's *my* job.</span></span></i></p></div></div><div><br /></div><div>(Mona Lisa Smile, 2003).</div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606003618700379256.post-14070205568372243852011-09-09T04:32:00.009+07:002011-09-11T11:13:30.222+07:00Third Article!<a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2011/09/03/against-current-norm-moving-jakarta.html">Against the Current Norm: Moving to Jakarta</a><br /><div class="info" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">The Jakarta Post | Sat, 09/03/2011 3:00 PM | Opinion</span></div><div class="info" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">The return of about 7 million holiday makers to Jakarta will be followed by a surge in the number of new migrants. Post-Idul Fitri 2010, around 60,000 new migrants came to Jakarta, down from 69,554 in 2009, the reduction due to firm action by the city administration.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Alongside Operasi Yustisi Kependudukan (OYK), a program of identity-card checks during the post-Idul Fitri period, the Jakarta government has also appealed to people to reconsider moving to the city. This is particularly aimed at low-skilled people, most of the city ads are designed to warn them that finding jobs in Jakarta is not as easy as it may seem.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Jakarta requires people to have skills and restricts those who are considered low-skilled. But if everyone has the right to move and seek a better living, then why should coming to Jakarta be banned? One possible answer is that the Jakarta government is trying to reduce the myriad of social problems resulting from overpopulation.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">The city has a plan to limit its population to only 12 million by 2030. Statistics show that in 2010, the registered population numbered 8.52 million, whilst the latest national census put Jakarta’s actual population at 9.59 million. The annual growth of 1.4 percent per year is mostly caused by migration rather than natural growth. Assuming that growth is stable each year, the city’s bid to limit the population to only 12 million in 2030 will be unachievable.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">This reality has forced the local government to seriously control the population through family planning programs, ID card checks and a policy of transmigration. From 2005 to 2010, Jakarta relocated 2,163 people, or 542 households, to North Sumatera, Bengkulu, South Kalimantan and Southeast Sulawesi.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Quite apart from the current corruption case plaguing the Manpower and Transmigration Ministry regarding alleged bribery in the Manokwari resettlement project in West Papua, transmigration programs have resulted in many problems mainly due to poor conditions in the settlement areas.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">The worst example was in the 1970s when migrant settlers, mainly young farmers from Java, were forced to move to Kalimantan, but this island’s soil is mainly peat moss which is not suitable for rice farming. The transmigration program only succeeded in moving poverty from one place to another.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">The program has also led to some dreadful disputes and ethnic conflicts between migrants and indigenous citizens that often derived from socioeconomic tensions. In the past the policy was seen as “Javanization” or“Islamization”, but this perception has lessened with increased decentralization.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Is it still appropriate for Indonesia to continue this program?</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Rapid urbanization and the pursuit of better living standards mean that for many people, lacking full information, Jakarta is the only place that can provide them with what they need.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Better infrastructure, for example the development of mass rapid transportation and toll-roads, certainly leads to improvements in economic and social activity but it may result in an urban development trap and could backfire on Jakarta in the long run. As such the development is tantamount to a pull factor for more people to come rather than encouraging people to leave.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Many suggest that leaving Jakarta requires some form of incentive. The principle that people respond to incentives is human nature. Thus creating incentives in other places is much more rational than forcing people to move from Jakarta, unless authoritarian rule is to be restored.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Rather than putting a metaphorical gun to people’s heads, focusing on developing an attractive economic climate in sparsely populated, marginal areas of Indonesia would be a better solution to this tangled web of problems.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Focusing on this regional development will not only lead to qualified people moving voluntarily from Jakarta but also to the empowerment of local citizens in these areas. The paradigm of transmigration must be shifted from forcing the poor to move to attracting educated people to migrate voluntarily.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Most graduates of major universities in Indonesia intend to work in Jakarta and aspiring entrepreneurs will wish to do the same since the city still provides the largest market. The choice of where to locate therefore becomes a self fulfilling prophecy about finding the best career prospects.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">The government cannot rely solely on the benevolent actions of philanthropy to fill the gap between Jakarta and the rest of the country. It needs to create other economic activity centers away from Jakarta.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">If diverse economic centers do come to pass, it will be amusing to imagine our children going against the current norm by making annual visits to their parents in Jakarta every time Idul Fitri comes around.</span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: inherit;"><i>The writer is a School of Economics student at the University of Indonesia, Depok, West Java.</i></span></div>Mayang Rizkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15610884205122960938noreply@blogger.com0