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Where are we going?

Let's see following list and can somebody tell me where are we going? Indonesia oh Indonesia ...

1. Lapindo mud flood, how are you? Are you already forgotten by other newer issues?
2. First gold medal after the 10th day of SEA Games? Indonesia must be kidding! We forget long term training and competition, substitute them with instant solutions, and now we get the results.
3. Being the host of Climate Change Conference is definitely a plus, US is indeed the number 1 carbon dioxide producer, yet Jakarta sky is getting darker and darker due to pollution.
4. Floods in Jakarta happened to be a 5-years cycle, but currently have been yearly events. What have we done to avoid that? Nothing
5. After Indonesian flights are banned by European Union due to lack of safety and security standards, still we have long list of newer accidents : components fail from airplane, fire in airport, and a man with mental-illness successfully entered plane without ticket!
6. The average number of writing assignments for high school students in Indonesia is only one per year. No wonder the lack of writing skills is being an inherent weakness of Indonesian students (include the writer :))

If we read Kompas daily, I am sure that we can add at least an additional item every day. Sounds pessimistic? Yes I am. I do love Indonesia, but I really have no idea where the country is going. A friend complaints about the non-existence of an integrated solution for Jakarta's transportation problem, and I told him that we're not going to make it unless everybody has a goodwill and willingness. Sad but true, goodwill is something that we can not buy, and moreover hardly to find in Indonesia.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Penyebab No. 1 adalah kemiskinan.
1. banjir krn jual hutan gak punya
uang
2. Transportasi jkt krn banyak
urban dari desa yg miskin,
mbludagnya tenaga kerja.
3. Penyebab lain ya korup n segala
aspeknya.
Anonymous said…
Bukan Hanya kemiskinan.. tapi ketidak-sadaran akan kehidupan yang baik.

:) I.. give up.. kalo soal Indo...

jadi tempat berlibur sajah :)

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