Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Morning paper

Stupid sex videos lead to censorship and threat to the freedom of expression. That's what I understood after reading the paper this morning. Apparently the minister Tifatul wanted to jostle the ITE (Information and Electronic Transactions) law because of these widely-distributed sex videos.

My friend, a journalist and chairperson of an independent journalist association, stated on his Facebook status that Mr. Peterporn has directed the ITE issue back on course, the course that was strongly opposed by journalists recently when it was brought up to public's attention.

I also read that the FPI members would raid Luna Maya's house and drag her to the police station themselves to be convicted as a criminal if the police does not conduct a proper investigation on this case. O may gawd. I wonder why they didn't make this statement when a sex tape of a member of parliament and woman got published and distributed widely.

Related to this, the education minister stated that sex education is not needed and it is more important for the teachers to conduct regular raid on students' cellphones--to check whether students have any pornographic content on their phones or not. The minister believes that children will learn sex naturally and that sex education will not protect them from pornography. Well, fuckin d'oh mister minister, sex education will help the children to protect themselves from getting or transmitting any sexual disease to or from other people in the future. Plus sex education will give these children general knowledge on health.

Oh Ariel mate, you should've taken care of your valuable things more careful, especially if you're *dealing with high profile people.


*fumbling around on bed in various positions

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Sore ini

Akhirnya...
menapaki jejak usang masa lalu di tanah basah dan guguran dedaunan
sore hari, hujan baru saja reda, angin membelai helai rambut perlahan
jemari cahaya menempel lembut pada kulit yang sedikit mengerut kedinginan
titik-titik air belumlah kering.

Kata-kata tertukar, cerita berputar
yang lampau, kini dan nanti
dalam satu arus cepat seiring langkah ringan berderap
daun-daun berguguran di pojok bumi sana.

Kesenduan ini datang merayap
seiring dengan tutur yang meraba.

Akhirnya,
pulang kembali.