Dinner, activists Narsis and Gift Bitter National Awakening

Today, just 107 Years of National Awakening age, student activists circulated photo with President Joko Widodo after dinner. Set in the National Palace, they are part of management of the Student Executive Board (BEM) looks sumringah with the president the people's choice. I do not know what they were thinking at that time so as to make them smile broke.

Is a delicious side dishes when dining out with Jokowi? Or as happy taking pictures with the president who has not served one semester, but already raised fuel prices to make people choke?

I do not know exactly what that resides on their minds. But one thing is for sure, they are engrossed masyuk Jokowi take pictures together in the midst of a nation that is not as beautiful as reported by CNN web site, Metro TV and compatriot. This country is increasingly chaotic and small people more miserable.

How can the activists cengengesan together Jokowi while a trader coffè in Bekasi fret because buying a plastic rice?

How can the activists who proudly wear the jacket alma mater was fun dinner at the National Palace, while millions of feeding difficulties due to the price of the side dishes were soaring?

How can activists claiming to be an agent of change smiling happy flanking Jokowi, while fishing many glum faces because of difficulties at sea due to the skyrocketing price of diesel?

How can they really enjoy with a president who does not even know what the letter is signed?

How can ... how can it be ... but in fact they can.

Bring the photo. Then you trace the spot market where prices are increasingly unfriendly. If you do not believe me, ask your mother how difficult set spending money. Then you ask the conscience, is it appropriate I take pictures?

Bring the photo. Then you over to the house residents who complained to the electricity tariffs and gas prices rise uncontrollably. Then you ask the conscience, is it appropriate I take pictures?

Bring the photo. Then you ride public transportation at a rate still will not go down despite the fuel price changes. Then you ask the conscience, is it appropriate I take pictures?

I still remember the memories of 17 years ago when with other mahsiswa struggled down Soeharto. Tear gas has been our feeling. Rubber bullets and hot lead seems to be our friend. And I've stuck in the middle of the action when the bullets whistle on campus.

We could not travel to the National Palace to meet President Suharto. We could not eat dinner entree with a loveseat. Anyway we did not get a photo together grinning.

Is it because we live in a different era? We do not know the first gadget, still using his trademark voice pager with tuitt..tuittt..saat message came. We also do not yet know tongsis, facebook, twitter and others.

Ah it's not. Our era may be different, but the spirit of change was always the same and it settles in the soul of those who claim themselves as activists. Restlessness and anxiety that knows no space and time. Just ask Natsir, Sukarno, Tjokro, activists 66, 74 and 98.

Never mind. Rice has become porridge. Activists narcissistic action has occurred amidst a nation towards nadir point. It no longer makes us ashamed to be Indonesian Taufik Ismail as presented in his poetry. But being a bitter gift when this nation was celebrating 107 years of National Awakening.

Source : Erwyn Kurniawan Chief Editor www.kabarumat.com