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        "msgid": "life-in-the-midst-of-jakartas-urban-society-lacks-a-basis-in-logic-1447893297",
        "date": "1995-01-31 00:00:00",
        "title": "Life in the midst of Jakarta's urban society lacks a basis in logic",
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        "summary": "Life in the midst of Jakarta's urban society lacks a basis in logic By Zatni Arbi JAKARTA (JP): My wife and her friend recently went shopping at a large supermarket for a family party. After they had bought everything they needed, they went back to get some balloons. They brought a Rp 1,200 pack to the check-out counter and gave the cashier Rp 2,000. It wasn't until they were riding down the escalator that my wife's friend remembered her Rp 800 in change.",
        "content": "<p>Life in the midst of Jakarta's urban society lacks a basis in logic<\/p>\n<p>By Zatni Arbi<\/p>\n<p>JAKARTA (JP): My wife and her friend recently went shopping at<br>\na large supermarket for a family party. After they had bought<br>\neverything they needed, they went back to get some balloons. They<br>\nbrought a Rp 1,200 pack to the check-out counter and gave the<br>\ncashier Rp 2,000. It wasn't until they were riding down the<br>\nescalator that my wife's friend remembered her Rp 800 in change.<\/p>\n<p>They decided to go back not because the small amount of money<br>\nmattered very much, but because it was simply wrong for the<br>\ncashier not to give it to them. When they asked the cashier about<br>\nthe money, the lady calmly replied, \"Well, I didn't give you the<br>\nchange because you were so busy chatting,\" and handed over the Rp<br>\n800.<\/p>\n<p>My wife and her friend went home with an inexplicable puzzle<br>\nin their heads. Just because they were immersed in a<br>\nconversation, the cashier apparently thought she was no longer<br>\nobligated to give them their change.<\/p>\n<p>One afternoon, I was riding in a friend's car along Jl.<br>\nPemuda, East Jakarta, going towards Pulogadung. The light was red<br>\nat the Mega intersection and a lot of cars were lined up in front<br>\nof us. However, since we wanted to turn right onto Jl. Sunan<br>\nGiri, my driving friend moved into the right lane for cars<br>\nintending to turn right. The lane happened to be empty, so he<br>\nsped up a little to catch the green light. Just then the driver<br>\nof a Kijang decided to move into the right hand turn lane; he was<br>\nattempting to cut off the long line of cars ahead of him when the<br>\nlight turned green. He cut right in front of us and our car<br>\nbumped into his. Thank God the damage was minimal and no one got<br>\ninjured.<\/p>\n<p>The driver admitted his intention and had obviously violated a<br>\ntraffic regulation. But, hey, in this wonderful country who takes<br>\nresponsibility for their mistakes?<\/p>\n<p>This driver religiously believed that we had intended to make<br>\nthe same maneuver, and it was therefore not his fault that the<br>\naccident took place. It took us some time and a lot of explaining<br>\nto make him see the truth that we really were going to turn to<br>\nthe right. Isn't the logic he used bewildering? To us, he cut us<br>\noff and that caused the accident. It's as simple as that. To him,<br>\nthat was not the case.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, he finally admitted fault. But our saga continued<br>\nthroughout that afternoon. Having let us keep his driver's<br>\nlicense, he asked us to follow him to his boss' office in the<br>\nPulogadung Industrial Estate. Follow we did.<\/p>\n<p>As we entered the office compound, however, we were asked to<br>\nfill in the guest form and show our ID cards. What? A guest form?<br>\nWe weren't their guests. We were there to settle a problem caused<br>\nby their driver. My friend and I adamantly refused to fill in the<br>\nform. The humiliation didn't stop there. We were then asked to<br>\ncome into the building to meet his boss. Boy, oh boy.<\/p>\n<p>Because the driver had admitted fault, isn't it more proper<br>\nthat he should ask his boss to come out and meet us instead? To<br>\nme, that is logical. But these guys had a different way of<br>\nthinking. The boss refused to come out and meet us, and my friend<br>\nhad to pay for his car to be fixed.<\/p>\n<p>If you think that logic is universal, you'll probably be<br>\nsurprised to find out that Jakarta, in particular, and Indonesia<br>\nin general are not in the universe you are thinking about.<br>\nIncreasingly, logic fails to be reflected in our society. Here's<br>\nanother example:<\/p>\n<p>After a mass one Sunday morning, my wife went to one of the<br>\nstalls in the churchyard to buy some gudeg. She was the first to<br>\nget to the booth. The hawker was not yet ready to serve, so she<br>\nwaited patiently. When she was ready, a number of other people<br>\nwere also waiting to get served. Sensing that another lady -- who<br>\nwas more aggressive than her -- was about to get served, my wife<br>\nsaid to the gudeg seller, \"Could I get my gudeg now? I arrived<br>\nhere first.\"<\/p>\n<p>The other lady immediately said to my wife, \"Go ahead. But we<br>\njust came out from the church together.\" My wife was<br>\nflabbergasted, and so was I when I heard her account. Could<br>\nanyone explain to me the connection between coming out of the<br>\nchurch together and not having to queue? Is there anything that<br>\nyou see but my wife and I fail to see?<\/p>\n<p>I had to scold my own daughter once for a riddle she put to<br>\nme. It went like this: Why do the rear wheels of a car get balder<br>\nmore quickly than the front wheels? The answer she had wanted was<br>\nthat the rear wheels wore themselves out thinking of ways to<br>\novertake the front wheels. I told her it was a silly joke that<br>\ndidn't make any sense, and I told her I didn't like it. But, what<br>\ncould I really do? All the children and even the teachers at her<br>\nschool say things that are totally devoid of logic. The textbooks<br>\nshe uses in her class are devoid of logic as well, and nothing is<br>\ndone by our educators to stop it. Each time she watches comedians<br>\non TV, she just gets an excellent lesson on how to stay away from<br>\nlogic.<\/p>\n<p>The absence of logic in the way people talk, behave and act in<br>\nthis country has indeed reached a deplorable level. It is even<br>\nalarming to hear statements by decision makers that fail to<br>\nconform to everyday common sense. I don't think it's too far-<br>\nfetched to link the absence of logic in our society to the<br>\nstarkly poor grammar in the language spoken and written by most<br>\nIndonesians, including high-ranking government officials and<br>\nuniversity professors.<\/p>\n<p>Logic is needed in order to allow people to interact in a<br>\ntruly harmonious instead of oppressive way. Isn't it possible<br>\nthat Indonesians quickly resort to violence to settle their<br>\ndifferences because they don't use logic? Without logic, how can<br>\nyou expect a society to function effectively and efficiently? Do<br>\nyou think our neighbors the Singaporeans could have achieved the<br>\nlevel of success they enjoy today without the help of logic?<\/p>\n<p>In this global era, it doesn't matter anymore whether logic is<br>\nof western origin. The truth is, logic is the main ingredient of<br>\nsuccess and harmony, for both individuals and society.<br>\nUnfortunately, logic is disappearing from our country.<\/p>\n<p>At a social gathering some years ago, I heard someone pose a<br>\nquestion: \"What is the shortest book in the world?\" Someone else<br>\ngave the answer, \"The book on Indonesian logic.\" Alas, there is<br>\ntoo much truth to his answer.<\/p>",
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