Monday, September 19, 2011

my thoughts about rape and miniskirt : patriarchal paradigm is so last millenium

Recently there was two cases of rape in public transport that occurred in Jakarta. one of the victim was murdered, while the other survives and try (and successfully) to arrest the rapists on her own.

regarding this incident, Jakarta government try to reform the public transport system. at the same time, the Governor of Jakarta made remarks about the rape cases as follows :
"women should not wear miniskirts in order to avoid being raped"

Indonesia is a country based on patriarch society, so it is no wonder women are often objectified. The Governor of Jakarta is a product of the same patriarch society where women are seen as second class citizen, objectified, and often regarded as the 'devil' who incite amorality.

men will always defend their kind i guess, even if their 'kind' is a rapist (or rapists)

why is that a woman's fault if she gets raped? or endures any kind of sexual assault?

men blame us because we wear revealing clothes, because we have boobs, because we have vagina, and generally because we are women.

sure i do agree that women should not wearing revealing clothes in public transportation. but as a human we have choices to wear anything like men have choices to wear turban, suits, jeans, even short-shorts and wife-beater tank tops (oh believe me, i have seen such man)

and really, sexual harassment have little to do with clothing. i once had this old man showed me his ugly, disgusting penis at a full bus. and he asked me to touch it. and what did i wear back then? jeans, not even a tight one, T-shirt and a jacket. no part of whichever body part society deem inappropriate, lewd or could incite arousal, was showing. (of course the sick sick old man had the gift of a hard slap in his face and humiliation from me screaming).

it's not the clothing, it's the paradigm that men could get away with anything.

it's the culture that see women as punchbag. it's the so-called eastern culture, where everything is veiled in heavy hypocrisy.

even after raped, a rape victim often blamed. blamed for being raped, that is.

you can hear society whispering 'oh it's her own fault, she was wearing miniskirt' 'oh it's her fault, she walked alone at night' which work on the same logic as 'oh it's her own fault for having a vagina, thus available for rape'. sometimes the whispering will evolve to 'oh it's allright, she's a slut anyway'

as if being raped is not traumatizing enough. the victim still have to endure society skewed judgement. not to mention if the victim was a virgin, society could determine the value of said victim as 'worthless', since after rape the victim lost her virginity, thus worth less in virtue in whatever twisted logic our society working on.

what about the rapist? they spend 3 to 15 years in prison. (if they were ever caught, that is..mostly they don't. but that's another story..)

how is that several years could compare to the victim's lifetime physical and psychological scarring?

and how come a victim is antagonized,when the real problem is that men could not hold their penis in their pants?

this culture is too ignorant at women. where women often seen as mere property, we really couldn't hope much. and sadly, the people we see as authority, the same people who should provide a safe environment for their citizen, are the product of the same ignorant, patriarchal culture.

it shouldn't matter if we wear burqa, veil, work suits, a simple jeans and t-shirt, or miniskirt.

it shouldn't matter because men OUGHT to respect us, as human being equal with them and not as a walking vagina buffet to fuck anytime anywhere and as much as they want.

i think before anyone could make statement on how women should dress, they have to reflect on their own morality, their own paradigm towards women, their own tiny tiny penis and their ability to hold it in their pants in sight of women in mini skirt.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

you, yes it's you

identity crisis

i identify myself as a designer. a product designer to be exact. yet, i haven't design anything in a while
i used to design furnitures, packaging, jewelry, even interiors. and houses. and illustrations too..
i miss designing..currently i take up jobs as freelance drafter, translator, teacher, anything i could get. i guess i'm so desperate for money hehehe

but somehow i feel my creativity has drained
and i begin to question, who am i?
what is my passion?
i feel kinda lost..

*sigh


Monday, August 8, 2011

stranded at kemang


i am sitting in this fastfood joint, waiting for time to pass by




ngapain sih gue?
tapi asik juga sekali2 ga jelas gini..hihihihi

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

let's go

i want to see the pyramids. of Giza and Nubia. and the Sphinx.
i want to see Himalaya. and go to Tibet.
i want to see the Colossus of Rhodes. The Parthenon and the temple of Apollo. the wonders of the old world that already vanished in their glory.
i want to see Hagia Sophia. i want to see what Byzantium left us.
i want to see Angkor Wat.
i want to see Macchu Picchu and all the meso-americans glory.
i want to see penguins.
i want to see everything.
i want to travel the world.
i want to travel the time.

will you go with me?

Friday, July 1, 2011

deadlock

i am a master student.
and i am currently on deadlock of my thesis.
and i lost interest on my topic.
and i am on denial.
and i should probably just die..
i'm on scholarship, so i have this moral obligation to finish my study..but oh well who am i kidding? maybe i'm just not as smart as i thought.

meanwhile, here's some happy tunes to keep us upbeat



..OR NOT!!

Monday, June 13, 2011

what is love?

last weekend i visited my bestfriend at Jakarta.

at some point, we talked about love.
well, don't all girls love to talked about love? ;)

and i asked her, what is love?

is it when we could explain why we love a person? when the pros outweigh the cons? and we could tell blatantly that we love a person because that person is kind, responsible, a hardworker, good-looking, share many interest and so on?

or is it when we couldn't explain why we love a person? despite the capital CONS, and we couldn't find a single explanation but because the feeling is just there, and we couldn't deny it, we couldn't pretend that it is not there, rooted deep in the corner of our heart, often the darkest one?

she argued that love is when we could explain why. that it is real and logical love. the feeling we couldn't explain is just lust. or persistence. or stubbornness.

but i said that love is when we couldn't explain why.

yet i don't have any argument to support my opinion. i couldn't explain why i think love is when we couldn't explain. maybe because we shouldn't think about love, we just have to feel it.

maybe because love is an instinct.

one friend of mine once told me "i only know what i feel"

and yes, me too only know what i feel..



is it?

after long hiatus



i love ADELE
her songs spoke right through my heart
i could totally relate :)

Saturday, January 29, 2011

crazy sad month

i haven't updated this blog for a very long time..not that anyone read this anyway, but i do feel the need to write.
this past month was very difficult for me and my family. and i feel depressed all the time that my family break apart. i love them, but it is soo painful to be put in the middle, do not want to take sides but everybody seems to expect me to solve their problems. as the only female in this family, as my mom passed away 5 years ago, i have became 'the glue' since then. but i am not sure i could do it any longer.
well..that's the thing about family..
and at the worst moments, i realized that i do not have any bestfriend. sure i have, but they are now scattered in different places, places i cannot go in a whim like i used to do. i am a lousy person in maintaining friendship. i am that friend who you could always call when you need me, but too afraid to call you because i always think that i might bother you. and that friend who couldn't bring myself to text you just to ask how your day, not because i do not care, i do care about all my friends, but i don't know..it's just me.. probably because i was raised in an environment where nobody ask about that sort of thing in daily basis (a.k.a my family). and i lose much of my friends in this fashion.

oh well.. i talked with my bf about this, and he said "but you have me..i am your bestfriend too.."
and for that, dear..thank you..i am lucky to have you in the middle of this chaos..