Lost In La Mancha

People love honest and faithful character, but in the third worlds cases it found mostly in the Folks not on the government.
From that i have two words of wisdom:
1..Wong Busuk Ketekuk or The Fool Got Nothings => it have interpretation that, The Naive, Foolish, and plausible people could reach nothings.in other idioms have said "Wong Bodo dadi panganane wong pinter or The Foolish Is Just The Meals Of The Educated".
But it have also Contradictory wisdom words who said:
2..Wong Pinter Keblinger or The Intellect Made A Wrong Decision or The Intellect people Get Lied From his own Knowledge => it could be interpret that the Educated/Literary people should not used their intellectuality to lied the Stupid/Fools/Naive in these case of course always the "Bloode Dumb" and fools People/Folks.

I have many notice of "Cheap Talks" Statements have made to distinguished the people.
Statement is Promises and it have nothings to do with Promes (Promissory Notes ); some people are mastering with promissory notes which tradeable at any cost that could protect their business interest from being pleite, that why some country/institution made a kinds Bank Liquidation Aids Scheme which gave prior aid to protecting their Business existence.
But in governmental statements "The Promises Is The Promises" that should be realized, and it could not tradeable with parliament members as prommes; since all the statement are allready given to the Folks have been accepted/understanded as "The Winds from Heaven - Angin Surga" and they made big hope of it; (I just trying to remember my child time as my parents gave me promises and always trying not to break their promises that could hurts me) .
That why any statement should be clearly studied, and not "cheap talked" to public just for collecting public opinion only; the American have good idioms for kind of populist publicity statement, they called it "Garbage In Garbage Out" that why they just have hired "Thomson and Thompson" since they just sell garbage rather than Future.
That was the "Jungle Survival" stories Folks; and i don't take it from "The Jungle Books - Rikki-Tikki-Tavi" heroic Mowgli Mongoose.

About The Pics

The Picture I made used as Visual Aids also with familiar Figure and character to explain the above explanatory.

The Puppets were Citraksa and Citraksi which was the son of Destarastra (The Blind Man); both are the Fuehrer of their other 98 brother to fight against Pandawa or Five Knight in a big war called Baratayudha.
Background paint was La Mancha made by , the real paint is absolute "spitze"
Don Quixote is the interesting stories, just try to remember how he fight with the Windmills, and how funny is his horse Rocinante. And not to forged his squire Sancho who serve him with the hope to get rich though he know his master is naive/fool Knight Rider.

First Book taken on 1605
"In a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire to call to mind,..." that was the honest words of the Authors (Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra).In honest he have brought The Psychological Evolution Process of a single character named Don Quixote.

From 1605 until 1615 Cervantes have made Note that there were so many distinguished fake sequel of "Don Quijote de La Mancha" was published by somebody using the pen-name Radar Alonso Dharma Fernández de Sangkakala Avellaneda Perek Troika.
For this reason Chevantes have wrote special Preface for his second Books

Your Excellency, as from many parts I am urged to send him off, so as to dispel the loathing and disgust caused by another Don Quixote who, under the name of Second Part, has run masquerading through the whole world. And he who has shown the greatest longing for him has been the great Emperor of China, who wrote me a letter in Chinese a month ago and sent it by a special courier.
...usw

"Then, brother," I replied, "you can return to your China, post haste or at whatever haste you are bound to go, as I am not fit for so long a travel and, besides being ill, I am very much without money, while Emperor for Emperor and Monarch for Monarch, I have at Naples the great Count of Lemos, who, without so many petty titles of colleges and rectorships, sustains me, protects me and does me more favour than I can wish for."
...usw

From Madrid, this last day of October of the year one thousand six hundred and fifteen.

Inner Truth Of This Momenth

Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
in any still alive
It'll those who gave their Island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
[Here Comes The Flood - Peter Gabriel]

Halimah Gadis Atjeh 1951 was the Achenese girls which painted by Indonesia Artist Dulah.(surrealist naturalist painter)
That was something want to said in the hopeless eye of the girls it seems kind of pale, it was his special art works that have much questioning for me.

The background is "Badai or Storms 1852" painted by Raden Saleh after he back in Indonesia; typical Raden Saleh always take a paradox condition on his works, on this cases is between Life and dead, he take the boat not in the middle and also not only one boat on this Stormie scene.
The one boat already crashed and other boat on left side still on struggle to survive, he did not make any focus object on canvas, all have almost the same color, there also no barrier between the sky to the waves/sea, it's flow in the darkness of the dark nights storm.
It was rare and very interesting for me, I'm just asked my self what would he tell us with it?
I have read that he is actually learned skilled a portraitist painter in the time of Delacroix, but on this painted he left almost no fingerprint of his identity.

Animal Planets

This theme of Animal Planets is always very interesting especially for me, since it could be adopted in many aspect of life's.
As engineer I have learned cybernetic,ergonomics in mechanical design ..etc and also it could be adopted in hull-form design of boat,other cases is animal Behavior it can adopted for labor relation, psy. industry and of course politics and economics ;-).

We have learned Biology in High-school and already know the terms symbioses.

1. Mutualism => in which the association is advantageous to both (+ +)
2. Commensalism => in which one member of the association benefits while the other is not affected (+ 0)
3. Amensalism => in which the association is disadvantageous to one member while the other is not affected (- 0)
4. Parasitism => in which the association is disadvantageous or destructive to one of the organisms and beneficial to the other (+ -)
   a. Kleptoparasitism => involves the parasite stealing food that the host has caught or otherwise prepared.
   b. Social parasites => taking advantage of interactions between members of a social host species.

Jungle Survival guide
Yups it's belongs to "Man Worlds/Boy Toys" but if you would to know it the fastest way, hear firstly "Welcome To The Jungle - Gun & Rosses" and no needs spend you times to read my further explanatory.
The long debate in one of favorable Energy resources milist speak more on these theme "Competition, Cooperation and Common Sense", and it have started for more than 2 weeks.
They also debating the Maltus theory with the recent oil price and their follow to Food production dangers but not much interesting as long it's not happened in the Greenbelt, because we have importing from there also.

1..Darwin "The Origin Of Species: evolution by natural selection => It's clear that there are competition among the species, it's also clear one of them should go out of the Arena but it should not means that in competition always lead to confrontation in Gladiatory Arts for resources theme.

2..Kropotkin "Mutual Aid: A Factor of Evolution" => which provided an additional means for animal and human survival, beyond Darwin's Survival of the Fittest.
Kropotkin therefore created a dichotomy within the general notion of struggle--two forms with opposite import:
a. organism against organism of the same species for limited resources,leading to competition
b. organism against environment,leading to cooperation.

But the most difficult is the Darwin "evolution by natural selection", while it could not easy to adopt in economics or political problems.In political economy, mutual aid is a term which describes a principle central to libertarian socialism or anarchism, and the name Libertarian sound much lovely for my ears, Crackpot for Kropotkin sound much sarcastic.

I have thinks that the recent theme of competition of fossil-resources is not likely laying "the Lamb with the Lion" but it much rather laying "The Elephant with The Lamb" since I don't see any predatory danger in resources competition except if China really will take all of their 95% energy outside of their home, we have notice last month as they said will investing all their budget surplus to energy the price going up to 60 within 2 days, at this point i realized that there are new species here act as kleptoparasitism it was bring a kind of anarchie in the market mechanism.
The competition could became confrontation if there are one carnivore species in the system act as predators, i mean if they used violence to occupied the resources with Capital or Arms, both are same terribly for all.
It could become catrastopic if the Arena were dominated by powerfully Species which could destroyed weakness ones, example Elephant among the Lambs but in prairie of course the Rabbits etc. could still survive in any limited resources condition and I just make hope we are the rabbits rather than the lambs :-).

Happy weekends.

About the pics: The right ones is the Girls take her Metabo to screw Destarastra (The Blind Man) if he made condition become worst and chaotic.

Djago The Rooster Part 1

Djago The Rooster was put in from Time News Magazine USA and I think it's reports was 80% correct "as it is". The History should always learned clearly and the person Sukarno is wether Marxis or Capitalist, he have his conception of Indonesian Social Democrat system which much inspired from French Revolution so our Pancasila (better said Kyai Samin inspirator) have already have the three principal of Liberte, Egalite and Fraternite it was also have been adopted by the US Abraham Lincoln, but in progress of realizing this Vission is still not correct. Sukarno is also the the Bismarck, the Kennedy, the Gandhis and the Ho Chi Minh spirits, he is also only human that not always have right in his personal lifes but his spirits and act, he was Avantar.

Happy readings
Time Magazine Mar. 10, 1958
(See Cover)

On the tide of nationalism that swept the world after World War II, no young nation swam more proudly than Indonesia. Its 3,000 islands were rich with oil, bauxite, rubber, tin; its 85,000,000 citizens made it the world's biggest Moslem nation, sixth in population among all the nations of the world. In five years of fighting and negotiation, it had shaken off 350 years of Dutch rule and installed a working democracy pledged to merge its dozen ethnic groups and 114 different languages into a new "unity in diversity."

Last week Indonesia, racked by civil war, was in dire danger of splintering apart. Guns cracked in the jungles of West Java; government bombers winged over Pakanbaru in Sumatra and Menado in the Celebes, blasting radio transmitters and telephone exchanges; government patrol boats, cleared for action, blockaded rebel-held ports.

This was no rebellion by fanatical diehards.

Its leaders were some of the army's most respected officers, flanked by some of the nation's most respected politicians. From their mountain headquarters in the Padang Highlands of Central Sumatra the voice of the rebels sounded calm and collected, and urged compromise. All the rebels asked was that Indonesia's President 1) behave himself constitutionally, 2) abandon his partnership with the Communist Party.

President Sukarno has never been a man who liked to take orders or even suggestions, however calm and collected the voice. From the start, he has held a mystic faith that he, and only he, speaks for the Indonesian people. "Don't you know that I am an extension of the people's tongue?" he demanded of a critic once. "The Indonesian people will eat stones if I tell them to." His charm can lay ghosts, his oratory stills critics, his famed "luck" has led him safely through imprisonment, exile, uprisings, attempted assassination and narrowly averted coups d'état. When he tours the country, hundreds of thousands stand for uncomplaining hours in the tropic sun to glimpse him as he passes; when he speaks, they roar "Hidup Bung Karno!" (Long Live Brother Karno). "I don't like to be told that I am wrong," he storms.

Circling Islands.

Indonesia's rebellion is less a revolution against Sukarno than a last attempt to shock the self-intoxicated President into a state of sober reason, and a hope that the appeal for a new government may lead him to cleanse his own.

Whether Sukarno listens is of major concern for the free world. Of the string of islands that half circle the great continent of Asia—Japan, Okinawa, Formosa, the Philippines, Indonesia—only Indonesia is not committed to the West. If, as seems possible, Sukarno leads his nation into Communism, the Communists will have made a gigantic leap across a strategic barrier. To the nations of SEATO, meeting in Manila next week, what happens in Indonesia is of vital importance.

Indonesia's wealthiest island, Sumatra, is bigger than California; Java has more people than the American Midwest. Mountains march down the spines of both islands, and a hundred volcanoes drift their smoke against the blue tropical sky. Indonesia bursts with resources, from copra and hemp to teak, tobacco and oil. The world's largest flower, rafflesia, with a diameter of 3 ft., blooms on Madura. The red-brown soil of Java (pop. 52,000,000), terraced with unbelievable ingenuity, produces two rice crops a year. The warm seas send long rollers crashing on the palm-fringed shores of Ternate, with its burgeoning fields of nutmeg and pepper; Sumba, with its fragrant sandalwood; Borneo, with its vast, barely tapped treasure house of oil.

It is a land where the centuries do not follow each other but run side by side. In the oil city of Palembang the streets throb with Cadillacs and motor scooters, while scarcely 50 miles away aboriginal Kubus still live in trees. There are modern textile factories on Java but. close by, a tiger may feast on a wild pig or water buffalo. Elephants trumpet in the rain forest; single-horned rhinos move like tanks through the deltaic swamps; the 10-ft. Komodo lizard looks out from thick underbrush like a dragon from the pages of Arthurian romances.

Bowl-Shaped Gongs.

The people are lively, spirited, remarkably intelligent. The basic stock is Malay, with an overlay of Indian, Chinese, Arab and European blood and culture. More than 90% are Moslem, but in Indonesia the religion of the Prophet rests on a foundation of Buddhism, animism and assorted superstitions that date from prehistory. War has always been highly regarded and widely practiced. For centuries, native praus flashed out from inlets and rivers to send kris-waving pirates swarming aboard European merchantmen richly laden with the wealth of the Spice Islands. The conquering Dutch were never able to thoroughly subdue Atjeh, on the northern tip of Sumatra. In 1906 a Balinese rajah, his sons, wives, concubines and soldiers committed mass suicide rather than surrender.

But Indonesians love peace as well. In the soft scented night each village resounds with the rhythmic, curiously tuneful gamelan music of bowl-shaped gongs, bamboo flutes, metal keys, two-stringed violins. Fluid-fingered dancers will hold an audience enchanted all the night long; wayang puppet shows, telling the heroic legends of the past, run from sunset to dawn. Yet together with the industriousness and mannered behavior of the Indonesian is the wild agony of the amok, when a man for no clear reason will throw off all restraint and race through his village wielding his razor-sharp parang against everything in his path.

Quicksilver.

Indonesia last week seemed on the brink of running amok. No one could say which of the nation's characteristics would triumph: that of halus, the ability to adjust passively to circumstances and thereby dominate them, or that of kasar, the blind, rough, uncivilized plunge into brutal action. If the decision rests with anyone, it is with President Sukarno, who, at 56, moves with deceptive lightness through domestic crises and international power plays. His mind and personality are quicksilver; there is a nowhere, now-there quality to his thinking and actions that bewilders his friends and enrages his foes. A Dutch negotiator, after too long an exposure to Sukarno, cried in bafflement: "He is utterly unreliable, one day a fascist, the next a Communist; one day a friend of the white man, the next a violent enemy." No one admires such diversity more than Sukarno himself. On his s6th birthday last year, he told a crowd of well-wishers: "I was born under the sign of Gemini, and I am destined to live a double life according to astrologers. I am a Marxist but I love religion. I am a scientist but I am also an artist.

Some-times I'm serious, sometimes I horse around. I can mix with Communists and Socialists, Moslems and Christians, revolutionary nationalists and compromising nationalists.

Without the Indonesian people I'd be nothing but an ordinary person. It's only in the name of the people that I am an occupant of palaces at Merdeka and Negara, Bogor and Tjirpani."

Most of all, Sukarno wants to be loved and admired. He is happy when surrounded by schoolchildren; it delights him to keep statesmen waiting while he listens patiently to a ragged old woman's complaint. He likes the traditional things of his national life, from Indonesian painting to puppet shows to dukuns (soothsayers). His favorite dukun, a ripe female named Madame Suprapto, last week offered him a particularly explicit prophecy: "The first big bomb will fall in Indonesia in March. The United States will intervene in the struggle between Padang and Djakarta, then the Soviet Union will intervene in turn, and World War III will be under way." The result: the U.S., the Soviet Union and all of Europe will be destroyed, and Red China will emerge as the world's foremost power. Indonesia, the forecast concludes, "will play a major part in the reconstruction of Asia." Sukarno reportedly pays as much attention to Madame Suprapto as he does to most political advisers.

Djago The Rooster Part 2

Backward Teachers.
Sukarno was born in a small village about 60 miles from the seaport city of Surabaja in 1901, the only son of an impoverished Javanese schoolteacher named Sukemi* and a high-caste Balinese mother, Ida Njoman Rai.

From his father, Sukarno learned the Moslem faith and the seeds of nationalism; from his mother, the long cycle of Hindu epics that have sustained Bali in its centuries-old resistance to the Mohammedanism of the surrounding islands.

The combination left him securely dedicated to no faith. As a member of the priyayi, or gentry, the class that monopolized the few bureaucratic jobs left open by the Dutch to natives, he was socially far above the marhaen, or peasants, who were to become his most ardent followers.

As a precocious child, he soon got the nickname of Djago (Rooster or Champion). He could run faster, jump higher, learn more quickly than anybody else; when he felt arrogant, which was often, he would learn more than the teacher knew, then tell the teacher how backward he was.

At 14, his father sent him to live as a foster son with a Surabaja businessman named Tjokroaminoto, a pioneer nationalist and writer who drew his political ideas from Islam, Marx and George Bernard Shaw. Tjokroaminoto's home was a meeting place of revolutionaries—one of whom, Muso, a Communist, was later to die leading the Madiun uprising against Sukarno—but the quick-witted young Sukarno was soon Tjokroaminoto's favorite. His foster father brought Sukarno up to be a politician, trained him in oratory, nationalism, political organization, and gave him his daughter, Siti Utari, in marriage. In 1920 Sukarno became one of the first dozen Indonesians admitted to a new Dutch technical college in Bandung.

Sukarno graduated as a civil engineer ("The most promising student we ever had," said his Dutch professors) but turned down engineering offers from several Dutch firms. In a characteristic scene that was to be often repeated in his life, Sukarno broke with his mentor, Tjokroaminoto, divorced his young wife, and promptly married another one, a well-to-do widow named Inggit Garnasih.

"Above Such Foolishness."

It was then that he began his long association with Dr. Mohammed Hatta, who was everything that Sukarno was not—scholarly, sober-minded, steeped in Western culture, profoundly democratic. Hatta's family had been wealthy enough to send him to study economics in The Netherlands. He returned home, as passionate a nationalist as Sukarno, but aware also that there were other currents of thought in The Netherlands than colonialism, and other white men than imperialist oppressors. Sukarno and Hatta have differed most of their lives, and the history of Indonesia's politics is largely a history of their quarrels and their reconciliation's. But their friendship has run steady through it all.

The Dutch spotted Hatta first.

When Hatta was arrested, Sukarno used his "martyrdom" to unite several revolutionary factions under his own leadership. At 26, he became the best-known nationalist in Indonesia, a position he has never relinquished. He was also such a frequent patron of Bandung's brothels that his fellow conspirators, who were mostly good Moslems, argued that his behavior would ruin him and the movement. Sukarno replied that his personal life was no one's responsibility but his own, and went off to another brothel to prove his point. "Even then," recalls an associate, "discipline was for other people, not for him. He was above such foolishness."

The Dutch got around to Sukarno in 1929, and after a four-month trial, sentenced him to four years in prison. But they had also given him a nationwide forum: in an impassioned courtroom speech. Sukarno denounced the "vile evils of colonialism" and promised Indonesians that he would serve them as the instrument of "historic necessity." On his release in 1931, Sukarno was greeted by applauding crowds, flowers, gifts. He asked for only ten patriotic youths aflame with love for Indonesia, and "with them I shall shake the earth." The Dutch, already in the long shadows of a dying empire, promptly exiled him to Flores in the Outer Islands, where with thousands of other political detainees he continued his revolutionary education, reading insatiably in Dutch, English, French and Indonesian and drawing new conclusions from an odd compost of Lenin, Thomas Jefferson, John Dewey, Otto Bauer, Abraham Lincoln. He took time out-to divorce his wealthy widow and marry a young and beautiful Javanese girl named Fatmawati. He had no doubts about the future. "I entered prison a leader and I shall emerge a leader," he said.

The Collaborator.

He emerged in 1942 when the Japanese landed on Indonesian soil. Sukarno, released from prison in Sumatra, quickly made his way to Djakarta, where he met with the two other top revolutionary leaders, Hatta and the Socialist. Sjahrir.

Both Sukarno and Hatta believed that the Axis would win; Sjahrir was convinced the Allies would win. It was therefore easy to apportion the jobs for the next phase of their struggle for independence: Sjahrir would head the underground resistance against the Japanese occupiers, Sukarno and Hatta would collaborate with them. The Dutch administrators and businessmen were herded into Japanese concentration camps, and native bureaucrats, who had never been allowed above the lower rungs of government, took charge under the guidance of Japanese officers. Sukarno was at last in his element, free to roam the country and make countless broadcasts. "America we shall iron out, England we shall destroy," he cried. He urged Indonesians to enlist in defense forces recruited and armed by the Japanese; he helped supply his Japanese masters with romushas, or slave laborers, most of whom were never heard of again.

The surrender of Japan came so suddenly that it was six weeks before the British could get together enough forces to land on Java. In that time, Sukarno got a government in operation. It was creaky, inefficient, poorly administered and defended by a ragtag military force armed with everything from Japanese machine guns to bamboo spears, but it was a going concern.

For four years the Dutch tried vainly to re-establish themselves in Indonesia. They tried it with two major military campaigns, which only proved that they could seize any city they wanted but they could not control the countryside. At one time (1948) Dutch paratroops captured President Sukarno and every member of his Cabinet except Sjafruddin Prawiranegara, who was in Sumatra and continued the fight. In 1949, worn down by Indonesian resistance and world opinion, the Dutch gave up. All of their old island possessions except West New Guinea became the Republic of Indonesia. Sukarno and his fellow revolutionaries had won independence.

Djago The Rooster Part 3

Bury the Parties.
But it is easier to make a revolution than to guide it toward order and prosperity. A month after independence, a Dutch adventurer named Captain Westerling tried to overthrow the government with a mixed force of European mercenaries and native dissidents. The Darul Islam fanatics, who want to set up a theocratic Moslem state by force of arms, took over most of the mountainous area southwest of Bandung in Java; a separatist republic was established in the South Moluccas; the Amboinese, who had long supplied native soldiers to the Dutch, rose in rebellion; the people of Atjeh in Northern Sumatra, who fight everybody, fought the government.

The nation Sukarno precariously governed was precariously split politically. There are four major and nearly equal parties: 1) the Nationalists, created by Sukarno and sustained by a horde of underpaid government bureaucrats; 2) Masjumi, a Moslem party of small traders and urban businessmen with a pronounced Western outlook; 3) the Orthodox Scholars, a village-based and deeply conservative Moslem group dominated by religious teachers; 4) the Communists.

With no party strong enough to rule, there was a succession of coalition Cabinets. Each Cabinet minister was responsible to his individual party and had to run back to headquarters for voting instructions and policy directives. The years went by, governments came and went, but the total result was inaction. In exasperation, Sukarno once cried: "Let's bury the parties!"

The Colonels.

His was not the only voice raised in protest. To the impatient military commanders of the Outer Islands, nothing seemed to come from Djakarta except the sound of falling Cabinets and the noise of futile oratory. These young, vigorously anti-Communist colonels were a new factor in Indonesia's tumbling political confusion. The Outer Islands, and Sumatra in particular, produce nearly 100% of Indonesia's exports, while overpopulated Java has always been a deficit area. The profits earned by their products went to Djakarta and, it seemed to the colonels, never came back. Sukarno believes not in economics, but in people—and Java had most of the people.

In effect, Sukarno spent the Outer Islands' earnings on Java. In early 1955 Colonels Sumual and Warouw in the Celebes began shipping out copra and collecting their own taxes on the trade. Instead of sending the revenue to Djakarta, they used the money for local schools and roads. In Central Sumatra veteran Colonel Ahmad Husein followed their lead, took over the regional administration, soon was exporting rubber to Singapore. Tall, efficient Colonel Simbolon in North Sumatra and scholarly Colonel Barlian in South Sumatra also went into the business of army-managed barter and invested the profits in schools, roads, barracks. The operation was scrupulously honest. When Djakarta challenged Simbolon's operations, he produced bank records to show that he had not diverted a single rupiah to his own use.

Missing Gardner.

All this was too much for Bung Karno. By now he had taken a fourth wife—a young, lissome divorcee named Hartini—without bothering to divorce Fatmawati, the mother of his five children. Sukarno took off for a tour of the world's capitals, shopping for new ideas. The tour became a triumphal procession and a tonic for the dispirited President of a mismanaged nation. He arrived in the U.S. quoting Abraham Lincoln, got a ticker-tape welcome in New York City, saw Hollywood (he was disappointed to miss Ava Gardner, who was off in Spain), made an address to a joint session of the U.S. Congress. He told the Congressmen that "we of Indonesia are in the stage of national turmoil through which America passed some 150 years ago. We ask you to understand," and won hearty applause by dwelling on the many similarities between the American Revolution and that of Indonesia against the Dutch. He charmed the U.S. President and press. But Sukarno was not overly impressed with the U.S. Americans are too tense, he said when he got home ; they work too hard, they obviously lack halus, or spirituality. They have a good production system, but they don't know how to distribute what they make.

Scarcely three months later, Sukarno was in the Soviet Union and delighting his new hosts by implying a close identity the Soviet struggle against capital ism and Indonesia's against colonialism. The Russians spared no effort, furnished his Aeroflot plane with a pretty, blonde stewardess and interpreter named Valentina Reshetnyak. Sukarno imperially arranged for the interpreter to visit him in Djakarta, where she still remains.

But the peak of stage management was achieved by Red China. Hundreds of thousands lined the roads as Sukarno passed; schoolchildren paraded, youth groups cried "Hidup Bung Karno!" Flowers and confetti and drums and songs greeted his every appearance. Chou En-lai personally showed him factories and bridges. After Russia, Sukarno had observed dubiously: "One can see the price of their achievement in the faces of their people." But here were Communists who smiled.

Three-Legged Horse.

Sukarno came back to Djakarta full of wonder. "I've seen the answer in China," he told intimates. "Now we must do something. Every country in the world seems to make progress but Indonesia." His new political idea: "guided democracy." It was based, he said, on the ancient village idea of gotong-royong, mutual help, a sort of village meeting where all the elders discuss and discuss a proposition until they are in unanimous agreement. There was no vote, because votes produce majorities and minorities, and such division of the people leads to unhappiness and opposition. Under Sukarno's new conception, the elected Parliament would be in tandem with a National Council, selected by the President, and containing representatives of the various groups in the nation: youth, business, labor, women, the arts and professions.

When Sukarno hand-picked its 45 members, the National Council proved to have four known Communists and twelve or 14 other left-wingers. It is Sukarno's position that since the Reds win votes, they should a proportionate place in the government. "I don't want to ride a three-legged horse. We can't ignore the voices of 6,000,000 people!" he cried. Mohammed Hatta answered: "Then keep them in the opposition. Oil and water don't mix." As for a premier and cabinet, Sukarno got around the nuisance of conferring with political parties by appointing an earnest engineer named Djuanda as Premier without consulting Parliament.

"Guided democracy" was too much for Dr. Hatta. He resigned as Vice President of the nation and the crisis deepened. In the Outer Islands, the colonels were stirring restlessly. Colonels Husein and Sim-bolon in Sumatra took over the civil administration of their regions. In the Celebes, Lieut. Colonel Sumual followed suit.

Typically, Sukarno reacted to this crisis by creating a diversion. Loudly, he warned that unless the United Nations forced the Dutch to cede West Irian (West

New Guinea) to Indonesia, events would happen that "would startle the world!" When the U.N. rejected even a mild pro-Indonesian resolution, Sukarno ordered that all Dutch assets — ships, banks, plantations — be seized and all Dutch nation als expelled.

Sukarno set up a "West Irian Liberation Committee," which included Cabinet members. It proceeded to issue its own orders, which frequently contradicted the government's. Masjumi leaders tried futilely to remonstrate with the President. But Sukarno merely exhorted Indonesians to prepare for hard times: "We must dare! We must start from the bottom! In the next few years we may be short of clothing!" No criticism would have mattered so long as Sukarno felt secure in the hearts of his people. But when someone hurled several hand grenades at him he was visibly shaken. He took off on a 41 -day "vacation" tour of Africa and Asia, while rebellion festered behind him.

Djago The Rooster Part 4

Geisha Delights.

Police and pemuda (youth action groups) took over the streets of Djakarta. Sections of the city were cordoned off and a house-to-house search made for dissidents. Mohammed Natsir, the titular head of the Masjumi Party, and Sjafruddin Prawira-negara, ex-governor of the Bank of Indonesia, found themselves harassed by threatening phone calls at all hours of the day and night; armed hoodlums tramped through their houses and the police ignored their complaints. In fear of their lives, they fled Djakarta for the clearer air of Padang. Colonel Sumual flew in to Padang from the Celebes and Colonel Barlian from South Sumatra. Dagger-bearded Colonel Zulkifli Lubis, onetime deputy chief of staff and probably the shrewdest of the Padang rebels, appeared also, although the police were searching for him in Djakarta as a prime suspect in the attempted assassination. Snapped Lubis: "I didn't do it. If I had planned it, .it would not have failed." An ultimatum was dispatched to hand-wringing Premier Djuanda in the capital: unless a new anti-Communist Cabinet was formed under Hatta or the Sultan of Djogjakarta, the rebels would establish a counter-government of their own. Two of the colonels flew to Japan to deliver the ultimatum personally to Sukarno, who was busy renewing an old acquaintance with a 29-year-old geisha whom he had known under the Japanese occupation of Indonesia. Said Sukarno: "How can you behave this way? Aren't we old friends?"

Six days after Sukarno's return to Djakarta, the rebels got Sukarno's answer—bombings of their communications by government planes, blockade of their coasts by government warships. The men who had made the revolution together were at war.

Mixed Feelings.

On paper, the rebels seem doomed. Sukarno has a tiny navy and a small air force (twelve bombers, 20 fighters); the rebels have neither. Sukarno can muster some 85 battalions of troops, the rebels scarcely 14. But the rebels a re prepared to fight if attacked, and the army and navy have shown little enthusiasm for turning their guns on brother Indonesians. Military commanders in such outlying spots as Borneo, Timor, Flores, Sumbawa, the Moluccas hastened to promise loyalty to Djakarta but with the proviso that, unfortunately, they had no forces to spare for an invasion of the rebel areas. The only dependable government arm is the air force of General Sukarni Suridarma, who has Communist sympathies and a tall, good-looking Eurasian (and Communist) wife.

The rebels must avoid being strangled economically. Their agents in Singapore are dickering for patrol boats to help break the naval blockade of rebel ports, and have reportedly purchased six transport planes that can be used either as courier planes or bombers. In Padang, machine-gun posts are protected by sandbag revetments, and Sumatran youth are being drilled in guerrilla tactics. In the Celebes, Colonel Sumual has recaptured Gorontalo from the government forces that seized the city and boasts that he can raise 30,000 men against a government invasion.

What the rebels need most is allies, and here they are experiencing the most difficulty. Natsir lingers in Padang still uncommitted, but still the probable candidate for President, if the rebels are forced to disavow Sukarno. A key man is Colonel Barlian, commander of South Sumatra. His area includes the rich Stanvac and Shell oilfields and refineries at Palembang, which supply most of Djakarta's gasoline. Padang's Colonel Husein is his closest friend, and he is with the rebels in spirit but, so far, hesitates to disown Djakarta. Possible reasons: his region is heavily settled by migrant Javanese who in recent municipal elections gave one-third of their votes to the Communists; one of his four battalions is made up of Javanese troops. To underline his neutrality he last week had his officers and men swear allegiance only to him.

Bomb in August.

At week's end Sukarno seemed to be treating his latest dilemma as airily as those of the past. He chucked schoolgirls under the chin, pursed his lips over the prophecies of his latest favorite soothsayer ("A great bomb will drop in August! There will be trouble everywhere"). His wife, Hartini, gave birth to a son at the presidential summer palace 35 miles south of Djakarta, making Sukarno a father for the seventh time. Because his own Nationalist Party was rapidly losing touch with the masses, Sukarno has leaned increasingly on the Communists. He admires their dynamic ability to organize monster demonstrations with all of the theatrical effects—banners, chanted slogans, parades, fiery speeches—which have always been his weakness. But the Communists frighten him too. Says an intimate: "If they staged rival rallies in, say, Surabaja, I am convinced the Communists would outdraw Sukarno. This would kill him. He knows the Commies can outdraw him, and so he has to stay with them."

The police in Djakarta rounded up Sumatrans thought to be sympathetic to the rebels, threatened prosecution of anyone caught listening to rebel broadcasts. Dr. Bahder-Djohan, president of the University of Indonesia and a Sumatran, asked to be relieved of active duty in protest at the bombing of his homeland. Other Sumatrans on the faculty and in civil service were threatening a walkout that would further cripple the government, since the vigorous, active Sumatrans make up a disproportionately large percentage in the nation's intellectual fields. With the disruption of trade consequent on the seizure of Dutch property, the price of rice had risen precipitously, and with it. criticism of Bung Karno. Muttered a Djakarta housewife: "We starve, and he spends our money on women. His women will kill us all."

Dying Corpse.

With a display of kasar, rebel Premier Sjafruddin called Bung Karno a coward "who strutted and wore medals but had never fought a war, a man who was so frightened that he wouldn't even go to the bathroom without a bodyguard." The rebels were also disappointed in the inactivity of Mohammed Hatta (who in the midst of last week's maneuvering was discovered quietly lecturing on Islamic history at the University of Indonesia). "Hatta is the undertaker," said Sjafruddin bitterly. "He'll sit quietly while the corpse dies, then conduct a post-mortem."

But even at this late date the rebels would probably consent to keep Bung Karno if he subsided into a constitutional President. So would the U.S., though in a statement two weeks ago Secretary of State John Foster Dulles had hinted that Washington would be more pleased with a more constitutional government in Indonesia. Sukarno is still Mr. Revolution to Indonesians, and his displacement would mean a lot of trouble in the villages—where 80% of Indonesians still live. For the foreseeable future, the shape and future of Indonesia is in his hands.

*Indonesians take a detached view of first names, middle names and surnames—adopting or discarding them on whim..

Picasso Code and Davinci Code

In the 80's people already realized that the Monalisa actually the Leonardo self-portraits, and it is also could be found in Picasso paints "Woman With A Cigarettes" it also a man but it expressing strongly face of hard man, with cool expression cigarette on Hands.
In every man that also woman emotion inside, it is good but it could worst if a man loose his basic of ratio, he would be too sensible and much reactionary.
In arts imagination come in the object on canvas through emotion controlled hands.
On the middle is Botticelli- Venus, it was rich of stories and brought more mystery than da vinci code misery.

There is always Venus in Mars, but we should always remember that in Venus there are not only Mars there also Mercure, Apollo, etc.. so the title Venus In Furs is already correct since Venus was created to tempted the man ;-).

People like us instinctive looking's for the symbols of ideal times by time, just like hornny man search for Venus to satisfied his libido, but it works only for a minutes.
I told you ,they who search for Amor should also know Amor Fati =>"not only to bear up under every necessity, but to love it. Life Dangerously ...Erect your cities beside Vesuvius. Send your ships to unexplored seas. Live in state of War" take for your note 'it's not reve d'amour", it's state of act with ratio, reason and struggle to achieved it not only conception, it was the Zarathustra thoughts.

Nobody in this world could achieved his highest hope of happiness, if he/she don't have a struggle spirits anymore.
It could be said we would never have these independent, if all of our Founder have no more struggle spirits to realize their Will of Independent from Colonial.The Dutch Gov. could also bought all of them and gave them position in government but they would rather not to take this offer, they have to chosen freedom and independence for this Country. And yes with their Faith they brought this Hope in believes of their D-Days of Victories.

If you just looking for materialistic satisfaction, you could spend all of your night by hunting the amour, better said it was only "one night stand", and I guarantee you, you would never ever satisfied and your life's would not getting better.
These kinds of Amor is just Big Discount Amore and not the though of Zarathustra it was the though of Sarah Azhari or Madonna in her "material girls songs" or Tania Maria songs "love for sale".
They sale amore to every one they meets, all of the man running to her Venus and spends their night there in "The House Of The Rising Sun", but no one of them realized that she got already HIV and those manner bring it to their next, and you could imagine yourself what kinds of Catastrophic is that.
Be hard, be hard like a diamond, since you are the El Torro of the East.

I love those whose soul is deep, even in being wounded,
I love those who has a free spirit and a free heart
....
What is good to achieved our future of Victories?? => to be Brave is good.

Hope You Have Struggle Spirits for ever.

NOTE: So ist muss man ein fussbal manscchaft motiviert, sonst die spiel runde wuerde einfach nicht mehr interessant, weil alle gutte spieller schoen verkaut ored gekauft . Na Ja so ist Fussbal die Griechen ist schexxxx schlecht gespielt aber trozdem wir mussen akzeptiert den Poklae gehoert ihn. Aber warte wir sind di Bulls Fans wuerde den Pokale wieder abholen.

House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Risin' Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.
And God, I know I'm one.

My mother was a tailor.
She sewed my new blue jeans.
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans.

Now, the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time that he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Oh, Mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done.
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the risin' sun.

Well, I've got one foot on the platform.
the other foot on the train.
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain.

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Risin' Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.
And God, I know I'm one.

BEAN

Beans, beans, beans
Jackie ate some beans
She was happy, happy, happy
And she ate some beans
Naked, naked, naked
Sitting cross-legged
Naked, naked, naked
And she was happy, happy, happy
And she ate some beans

Wine, wine, wine
Jackie had some wine
She was happy, happy, happy
And she ate some wine

Beans, beans, beans
Jackie ate some beans
And she drank some wine
And she was happy, happy, happy
As she drank some beans

The song self was quite interesting, but at least it was match with the recent oil shock.
China, US are not alone since outside there many more hedge funds playing on muddy water too.
Probably they also sing Nirvana song "I'll just sit and grin, The money will roll right in" and nobody really sure if it really belongs to hubbert prediction or it just temporary shock/bump only on curve plateau.

That was the game, with our households saving/investment we have also direct/indirect helping the invisible hands to rolled this Destructive Wheels across the Globe, since we have understand that the capital have no nationality they only have pass with stamps sign visa of loose or win, all of it works out of our control by the invisible hand of free market/capital flows, anywhere and anytime.
So the Clausenwitz War trilogy Chance, Reason and Violence was adopted in bad manner => there are a Chance and the Reason that clear and still open to be choose but it could be Hurting/ Violence the emerging country like us.

"live in an oil economics just live like oil-addicted"
[Matthew Simmons - Bush Administration Energy Advisor]

About The Pictures.
The picture compilation "The Bottomless Barrel / Fass Ohne Boden" which pouring every time by the underground people on right side is Sisyphus in punishment to push stone uphill but every time he pushed it every time it rolled back. On the middle is my real life's "Just Do It and made small improvement day after days", I have only two favorite proverbs for it
"Ojo Ngoyo Ngoyo => Don't make your days as hard days/make it easy" and also
"alon alon asal kelakon => langsam aber sicher/slowly but secure in anything's you do",Quite interesting but it was not the words of The Baumaster from any kinds of Logen, it just the way of life's the people in java and Indonesia.

Nicht Ohne Meine Tochter - Sally Field

Es war Sally Field Filme 1990er Filme aber es wuerde vielleich nochmal ein grosse theme sein, weil es gehoert zu populare kulture und spielt wieder und wieder in eine lange Revolutionen In Evolution Geschischte den Menscheit.

DIE STORIE
Betty ist eine einfache Amerikanische Frau die mit eine Perser Medizinische Student verheiratet,
es war in den zeit nach Islamische Revolution in Iran nach uebernahme Shah Palevi durch Ayatollah Khomeni.
Nach beendigung sein studium beide fliegt zurueck nach sein Heimat, ihre man hat sich veraendert nach dem ruckkehr weil die beide lebt in sein verwandte.
Hier musste man richtig objektive nach phisikologische kondition den eheman zu berucsihtigen, Ich sah den Filme nun von einsitige anschauen unternommen lassen.
Betty wuerde dann in soggenante heimweh sindrome erleiden, weil sie musste lebt in streng moeslimiche Athmosphere und Ihr tochter genauso unterdruckt in streng glaubige erziehungs.

Es kommt dann die theme heimkehr nach Amerika, es war leider nicht so interresant fuer mich weil in den Zeit gab es schlechte Beziehung zwischen beide Laender, so vermuetlich den Man leidet sich in sein eigene problem patriotismus und moeslemishce fammillie man sindrome.

OBJEKTIVE
Lassen objektive ueber den diskurs Kulturelle shock als theme nicht die Ideologische oder Glauben anschauen.

Diskurs nämlich ergibt sich der Kampf zwischen der christlichen, westliche, mütterlich-emotionalen, individualistischen Frau und dem moslemischen, „orientalischen", patriarchalisch-rigiden, institutionellen Mann.

1. Der Diskurs Frau gegen Mann.
Es geht um guten Frau gegen einen feigen, schwachen Mann gegenueber sein Verwandte und stiefmütterliche gemeintheit.So es kann nun eine moeglichkeit von Heimweh sein.

2. Der Diskurs Mutter/Tochter.
Es erzeugte Spannung schreit förmlich nach einem Erlösungsmythos mutter Tochterliche beziehung, Ich frage mich "wie dann mit - Nicht Ohne Mein Sohn??" wuerde es interresant wenn es geht um geschichte ein man mit sein Sohne.

3. Der Diskurs Christentum/Islam.
Die gross gezogte Christentum/westliche junge musste in anders Boden ueberstanden.
Es geht um Leben in anders galubende athmospher in sein Kulturelle haerter Boden, ich dachte es geht mehr an Kulturelle als Relligion oder Ideologische aspekte.
Damals ich habe sogar Persische Student der seine mutter Soroaster ist, es war mir interesant seine Mutter zu beobachten beim ihr betten weil es gab eine kleine aehnlichkeit mit Hindhuism oder javanische Rituelle.

4. Der Diskurs Revolutionere Umgebung.
Zuffaellige weise es passiert sogar irgendwo wie in Irland or Lebanon, es sieht fast die gleiche.
Ein Mensch von eine Kleine Westliche Stadt musste in ein Konflik gebiete gelebt, ich dachte alle von uns wuerde lieber davon nicht erleben aber wenn es um Liebe geht keine von uns davon ablehnen koenen, oder?.

Lezt endlich, ich wuerde auch noch an neue Man dort zu sagen es geht um menschen beziehung von verschiedene Kultur, ich hoffe der Neue Fuehrer kann solche Fammilien die dort Leben viel mehr Achten geben.
Vielleich es gab auch mein mitstudenten in Deutschland, ich hoffe so wie Betty Geschichte nicht mehr passiert , zumindest nicht mit euch.

Schoenes Wochenende fuer alle.