FAITH IN INDONESIA

FAITH IN INDONESIA
The shape of the world a generation from now will be influenced far more by how we communicate the values of our society to others than by military or diplomatic superiority. William Fulbright, 1964
Showing posts with label Ahok. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ahok. Show all posts

Friday, May 12, 2017

A MESSAGE TO HARKEN




(Photo credit Erlinawati Graham)


Diplomat Fitria (Rennie) Wibowo (above with her husband and fellow diplomat Jose Tavares) has offered an articulate and thoughtful response to the jailing of Jakarta Governor Ahok for blasphemy,  not by waving a placard in a tiny protest crowd but by writing a powerful plea.

Apart from her prose skills she is also a lawyer educated in New York and Vienna and with post-graduate qualifications from Wellington, New Zealand.  Rennie, 40, is a Muslim - her husband Jose a Catholic born in Balibo - now part of Timor Leste.  They were married in Thailand as inter-faith marriages cannot be solemnised in Indonesia.  Her career diplomat father Triyono Wibowo was deputy Minister for Foreign Affairs between 2008 and 2011

Her statement below - reproduced with her permission:

 ... and so I am compelled to comment...

I think most importantly we need to be cautious because we are being torn apart as a people.

God knows what forces are behind all this, but we need to wake up, fast! All the confused politicians, all the self-righteous fools, everyone who is playing along thinking they're only trying to maintain peace and unity. This is not about one man, this is about the hope, aspirations, and effort to become a truly great nation, hindered and shattered by powers that feed on the very instability of this nation.

Wake up, and realize that none of us will have a better future, in a better Indonesia, if we don't move forward together.
Whatever your race or religion, this is your country, and you are as responsible as the next person to make it a better place. Free of corruption, free of conflict, free of injustice, and free of all the negative things that will hamper you, your children, your family and friends, the next generation from living decently and comfortably in this country.

And for those of us in despair and disappointed at the moment, I understand if you love this country a little less right now.
But whatever you feel or do, don't ever lose hope, because it's the very foundation of what keeps us motivated for betterment.
Don't let anyone or any group of people take away your right and dreams for building a better future.
Don't let anyone or any group of people intimidate you into thinking there is no place for you or any honest, hard-working, selfless persons in this country.
Be brave my fellow Indonesians, whatever your roots or affiliations may be. Muster the strength to fight ignorance and discordance. Have courage to respect differences in all its forms, and to sow the seeds of unity.

God bless Indonesia.

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Saturday, December 10, 2016

AHOK WHO?

BTW
Being there
Dear Auntie Dwi – thank you for asking if I’m safe following the 212 Big Protest.  That’s what they call it after the date, and that the numbers are sending us a sign, but didn’t say what it meant. In our street the trash collector lives at 212 and his house has a sign. Maybe that’s it.
Did Mom warn you I was going?  I didn’t want to ’cause I had really important things to do like buying the new nail varnish. But they said everyone must or their names would be given to the Political Actors.
Anyway the bus was real good and I got to sleep a lot while Mohamad was wagging his finger and sermonizing which never stopped during the 12-hour journey. Then my friend Dwi who gets travel sick threw up all over him and he went wild. 
He said she must be possessed by a demon she’d swallowed. I told him she’d only eaten chocolate. “Must be Chinese,” he said. “Just like your smartphone,” I replied.  “You’ll be in the harem come the caliphate,” he snarled and we all sang K-Pop to make him mad.  
Or maybe you saw me on TV?  Check the pictures on Metro – I’m in the seventh row on the nineteenth line on the left of Monas.  Or maybe the right – I can’t remember - it was so much fun.
I was wearing white, which really doesn’t suit my complexion.  But they said it made us look pure.  Funny, ya?  And I got to keep the jilbab though I’ll probably give it to my sister.  I want to feel the wind in my hair, like in the TV ads.
For days I’ve eaten absolutely nothing – there was so much free food and all too, too delicious. I’m getting fat and it’s dis-gust-ing.  Every ten minutes someone was giving me a lunch box or telling me to wave a poster.  I don’t know what they said because the writing was all spooky and red with a picture of a prisoner shaking bars.
Someone said his name was Pak Ahok and he’s a bad man, but the cartoon made him look like a sad man. I wanted to cry.
They also said he’s Chinese, but I thought he was born here, so doesn’t that make him Indonesian? He looks a bit like Uncle Julius who I think goes to a church. Anyway, who cares?
The really, really major moment was when we got to see the President.  Well, he was rather far away but people who were closer took pictures that we could see on WhatsApp.  I don’t know what he said – It might have been about a football game with Vietnam.
More important was what he wore – the coolest jacket you have ever seen, I swear.  It made him look like Tom Cruise in that old Top Gun movie I saw on TV One last week, though I couldn’t understand what he was saying because the Indonesian captions made no sense.
”Oh, my God,” I said, but some gloomy guy added that was blasphemy and I might go to prison.  So I told him to go to hell.  He said this world’s already there. But I looked out and saw the sun was shining.  Lovely.
He was a freak.  Not like this totally yummy cop who came along and told us to keep moving. Polisi ganteng screamed Dwi who was OK once off the bus, though Mohamad was still trying to clean vomit off his gamis.  It made me think he’d never washed anything in his life.
Anyway, back to the cop, so cute in his tight pants and mirror sunglasses. Gorgeous. And he noticed little me, particularly when I accidentally dropped my poster.
“Here you are M’bak,” he said, “please take more care.” His voice was warm honey.  His name badge said Antonius.  “I think he’s Catholic,” whispered Dwi who noticed my red face. “No problem,” I said as my knees turned to jelly. “I’ll convert. Where do I go?”
“Be serious,” she snapped, “we’re here to protest. This isn’t a peace march.” “Why not?” I replied. “Aren’t we all one – like, you know, unity in diversity?”  Duncan Graham

(First pub lished in J Plus The Jakarta Post 10 December 2016




Thursday, December 01, 2016

IT'S NOT US - IT'S THE INVISIBLE THEM

The politics of puppetry      
                                                 
The 4 November protests in Jakarta over alleged blasphemous comments by Jakarta Governor Basuki ‘Ahok’ Purnama ended badly.
Police cars were torched, tear gas sprayed and one man died as a small gang stirred strife in the dark after most demonstrators had left the scene.
The thuggery was incited by ‘political actors’ according to President Joko ‘Jokowi’ Widodo.
His explanation followed a tradition.
The Jakarta riots that triggered the fall of President Soeharto in 1998 took the lives of more than a thousand citizens and destroyed hundreds of shops.  Many were owned by Chinese businesspeople and their families, the prime target of mobs determined to make mayhem.
The initiators were dubbed ‘dark forces’.
A year later in the distant Moluccas (the capital Ambon is 2,000 kilometers to the north-east of Jakarta) far more serious fighting erupted.  Up to 15,000 may have died and 700,000 made homeless before a formal peace agreement in 2002.
This civil war was widely portrayed as Christians versus Muslims in an area where adherents of the two faiths had long lived together in equal numbers and relative harmony.
No longer. An edgy return to some form of normality has been achieved with the physical separation of residents according to their faiths. This them-and-us arrangement is prone to rupture if poked and prodded by the malicious.
The provokers were labelled ‘outside actors’.
On 5 November President Jokowi was on a teleconference call to Indonesians in Sydney assuring them that the capital was calm and their homeland safe.  Most listeners would have been ethnic Chinese studying or doing business in Australia and holding strong memories of 1998.
If their skills and money stay away from the Republic the government’s plans to develop the economy with large scale investments, particularly in the President’s signature infrastructure projects could falter. Chaos does nothing for business confidence.
In the Moluccan and Jakarta cases no one group has been proved responsible for starting the fighting.  Instead the public has been told about phantom masterminds in theatrical terms. Nudge-nudge, wink-wink blaming is not exclusively Indonesian; the French term agents provocateurs is well embedded in English.
Hints-not-facts sit awkwardly in modern societies that give priority to openness, justice and reparation.  These principles include exposing those out to fracture peace, airing their motives, bringing them before the courts and making them accountable. 
However the explanations do fit Javanese cultural views centered on the dalang puppet master in the ancient wayang kulit epics. These accounts of mystical beings pre-date the arrival of Abrahamic faiths in the Archipelago.
The dalang is a deft artist taking the roles of producer, director, stage manager, choreographer and commentator. Performances may include references to current political dramas.  He is heard but largely unseen.
He tosses and dances the elaborately crafted puppets before a lamp so their images flicker across a white cotton screen.  Although the wayang are physically two dimensional their characters are multi-faceted and prone to devious twists and turns, leaving audience in states of wonder, amusement and puzzlement.
The dalang and his shadowy figures is the easily understood metaphor for any social drama where the script is complex and performers devious.  But this doesn’t lead to a just resolution when the guilty remain as ghosts.
Academics trying to understand the forces driving social unrest are now moving onto the stage once filled by partisan politicians. 
Among this small group of peace experts is cultural anthropologist Dr Birgit Brauchler, formerly at Frankfurt’s Goethe University and now a senior lecturer at Australia’s Monash University.  
She’s been in Indonesia to talk about research into conflict resolution; she studied the Moluccan conflict for a decade - how it came about and what solutions worked, though none have been wholly successful.
When fighting flares the need to restore order is urgent.  In the usual pattern elite troops, often from afar and with little knowledge of local sensitivities, are despatched. They enforce peace by deploying more men with bigger guns and exercising greater discipline than the troublemakers.
Eventually the smoke settles; the soldiers retreat to their barracks and the job of patching the community’s wounds is left to others.  Brauchler said that before the 1999 riots in Ambon there were less than two dozen NGOs in the region.  That number swelled to 400 though not all were effective peacemakers.
The best involved a mix of locals often working in secret and with women taking prominent roles.
Brauchler warned post-graduate peace studies students at Malang’s Brawijaya University  that there were ‘no easy answers’ to the complex question: Why do some groups whet knives to solve problems when it’s clear that combatants sooner or later must get back to working and living together?
In her latest book The Cultural Dimension of Peace she advocates a ‘new anthropology of peace’ where disciplines beyond law and political science get involved.   She urges the creation of ‘peace scapes’ as opposed to ‘war scapes … where the maintenance of peace becomes more lucrative than war, and where such negotiation and communication can take place.’
During Soeharto’s authoritarian rule public comment on SARA (suku, agama, ras, antar golongan) issues of race, faith and ethnicity were banned.
The prohibitions were lifted with the re-introduction of democracy this century but the power and will to stop community violence using such emotional fuels has yet to be effectively applied.
Political scientists believe allowing orderly dissent is essential for a balanced society, and President Jokowi has agreed in the right to peaceful protest.  But he has yet to discover the sweet spot between Soeharto’s authoritarianism and the current tension. 
He promised to reveal the ‘political actors’ though so far has stayed silent. Military Commander General Gatot Nurmantyo has stepped in to suggest US and Australian involvement, though without producing evidence.
Refusing to identify and isolate those alleged to be responsible is not assisting reconciliation, while mystery references just shower all players with suspicion.

(First published in Strategic Review 30 November 2016.  See: http://sr-indonesia.com/web-exclusives/view/the-politics-of-puppetry

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