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IIMS 2011: sustainable green technology?

The Indonesian International Motor Show this year boasts the go green theme as it sets to promote sustainable green technology. But really?

Very true if you mean sustainable "green" revenue stream. How is it not so if you set a target of 2.7 trillion rupiahs worth of transaction during the 10 days exhibition. A 200 billion rupiahs increase from last year's IIMS. Not bad, huh. But where's the green technology in the automotive industry which this year's theme brags about?

St. Fireman

across Flinders St. Station 11:40 am, December 25, 2010


"Here I am, a character cast by destiny as both good and evil in this story. What you see before you -this mask and costume- is not the product of my vanity. It is a symbol and echo of the people's voice -a voice which can no longer be heard, due to the inversion of power and authority in our society- those with "authority" now champion the very causes and movements which they are supposed to prevent. But this ghost from our shared past now stands before you, positively reanimated, and I vow to rectify these evil encroachments on our freedom. There is only one solution in my eyes -a pure and unforgiving crusade of retribution against these men. Only that will bring true justice to the victims. But I digress. Admittedly, this silly vocabulary soup I've doused you in has veered off course from my original intention, which was to simply introduce myself to you. It is an honor to meet you; my name is V."
a paraphrase of the famous V introduction by satyen119.

She doesn't deserve that! No one does!

The day is just about to show its dim light of morn as I walk the streets to the bus stop. It was an out of the ordinary start to my day this week, just to get myself present on the futsal field to get sweaty. I know I desperately need the exercise considering the shape of my tummy lately. It seems all that walking up the stairs in office doesn't matter that much in that particular part. But never mind that.
It was early than my usual timing that brought me to notice that the path near the bus stop was in fact used by homeless people to sleep through the night. The comfiest spot of the perimeter I guess, with so many leafs of trees providing shade and privacy. A teenage boy, a woman with her baby by her side, and a man whom I assume was the husband made up the group.
I found myself passing them by, catching them in their awakening to a new day, to a new trespasser from their point of view. The man even fixed his eyes on me as if considering in his head to call the authorities to …

Sang Pencerah

at Docklands 11:59 pm, December 31, 2010

Good news today? Operasi Patuh Jaya

Jakarta Police launches an operation called Operasi Patuh Jaya today, targeting to increase the citizens abidance to traffic regulations. A 250 thousand rupiahs fine for pedestrians jaywalking is the highlight addition of this otherwise common operation. Police officers now can charge pedestrians for not crossing the road legally and fine them a great deal of money. Let's just hope it doesn't get too usual over time and then it goes back to business as usual, the same old Jakarta traffic. Have your fingers crossed.

Melbourne Night Police

at Flinders Street 9:49 pm, December 31, 2010

Taking the kids out

His sister is focused on winning games while perhaps have some fun in the process. She's in a game to do her best. She's determined.

Her brother is more relaxed, he doesn't care about some flashy score. He's just there to have over-the-sky fun. He's exuberant.

Me, I'm just glad.

A man's life and death, The Overcoat

"A human being just disappeared and left no trace, a human being whom no one ever dreamed of protecting, who was not dear to anyone, whom no one thought of taking any interest in, who did not attract the attention even of a naturalist who never fails to stick a pin through an ordinary fly to examine it under the microscope; a man who bore meekly the sneers and insults of his fellow Civil Servants in the department and who went to his grave because of some silly accident, but who before the very end of his life did nevertheless catch a glimpse of a Bright Visitant in the shape of an overcoat, which for a brief moment brought a ray of sunshine into his drab, poverty-stricken life, and upon whose head afterwards disaster had most pitilessly fallen, as it falls upon the heads of the great ones of this earth!..."
Nicolai V. Gogol

Love hurts

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket -safe, dark, motionless, airless- it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”  C. S. Lewis

The arts to change the masses

Had a discussion about change with my brother, AVS, who wrote a piece on pride previously here.
This is just a reminder of his original thoughts of how to bring change to this ailing nation. It's philosophically brilliant that I just had to write it here first to remind myself to ask for his piece of writing to share when it's done.
The writing goes here.

Pictures from TPST Marunda

Jakarta needs some serious waste management to deal with. Now and fast. Garbage is known as one of the major problems of this city but never have I realized the seriousness of it, had I not visited the garbage dump of Marunda.
I had the opportunity to go there with the talented and blessed friends at C4EO (Care for Each Other), a charity community that seeks to share their lives to care for each other. Bless you the people at C4EO, may the Almighty bless all of your wonderful works.

And for Jakarta, remember this ever more important message:
"Jangan buang sampah sembarangan!"