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Have you ever read a superhero comic? Or, maybe stretch that back a bit. Fantasy books about overcoming great evil. Hell, maybe even just imagining how it'd feel like to have superpowers.

I have. I've read comics, stories, books about heroes with legendary powers. They're awe-inspiring, and they made me feel paradoxically more connected with how human I am. That, even without superpowers, I can still overcome the worst of my life.

But it is nice to have superheroes in real life, right? Some people who we can't verify the reality of their miracles, but we can freely believe that they have that superpower. Just so that we can keep the fantasy that maybe we do have miracles in real life. Maybe life is worth living, because there are role models with amazing heroic capabilities that we can believe in.

If you're a Muslim in Indonesia, you're in luck. We have those superheroes.

Those are the words uttered by a character in Disco Elysium. Theorizing about the bourgeoisie class. It's a visceral description, not human. What else could "they" be?

To him, the bourgeoisie looked like humans. But his empathy runs out when he sees them. Because deep down he knows that they are not, at least in his mind, human. They are something that resembles a human.

I think a lot about that descriptor. How much it could be set as a precedent to be amoral towards a certain group of people. It tatters on the idea that some "deserve" being treated as lesser than. Or even "more" than. Which, is also a possible interpretation of treating someone as not-human.

Indonesia has declared that the LGBTQ+ movement is a non-military threat to its national security. While other people see the inherent horizontal issue this might bring to a marginalized group, I think there's another motive behind such decision.

Witch hunting.

Because how in the hell can you defend yourself if you're designated as an LGBTQ+ person? Let me give you an example.

Right now, as I am typing this. It is 3AM.

Criticisms about the government is always going to be valid. People are ought to be wary of their own government, and one way of being wary is to be critical. But what critics should be levied towards the government such that we as a society could move forward? One that has a strong basis.

This blog often talks about control and authority because we used to adopt a presidential dictatorship for 32 years under one rule. The Suharto rule. We can learn so much about what Indonesian elites consider to be control, and apply the same lens to see that there might be a slight chance that Indonesia might fall into the same controlling aspects of old.

That is my own criticism niche. As much as I dislike infighting within the same space of a "concerned citizen", I think that the criticism levied against Indonesians' corruption is a misfire. Hell, maybe even fostered by the very corrupt individuals as well.

Night time. I was hungry. There's little to no options for food in this country if you're out and about at night. Either you go for 24-hours eating establishments, like McDonalds or KFC. Or you go to a Nasi Goreng vendor.

A plate of Nasi Goreng usually would set you back around 18k IDR. For a week straight, it won't cost you much. But you might get sick of it quite fast. So, to combat this, you vary where you buy the Nasi Goreng.

My advice is to look at the vendor's cart. Look at the name of the vendor and then see if you remember seeing the same sort of naming convention or even the same name. This meant that the vendor comes from the same trade group. Which means the flavor profile would almost be the same.

Getting a unique Nasi Goreng experience means that you have to vary. Some vendors open a permanent establishment. Complete with chairs and tables to eat dine-in. Most, however, uses these carts. Mix and match, and you will probably safe a month's worth of late dinners.

For as long as I've lived, I think I'm a passionate anti-authoritarian person. I've read both 1984 and Animal Farm, and a lecture I had dissecting the books made me aware of the tricks governments and "the powers that be" uses to control us "common people". Language is one of them.

Ever heard the term "unalive"? "Unalive" is a softer version of "kill". YouTube didn't censor the word "kill" outright. It simply turned off the viability of revenue from videos with that word on the automated closed caption scan.

You can't outright say "YouTube censored the word 'kill' and changed it to an Orwellian newspeak term". Because you'd be wrong. What YouTube does is not at all censorship. At least not legally.

Indonesians are divided on how to receive Prabowo-Gibran's Makan Bergizi Gratis program. Some are saying this program is a bad thing. Some are saying this program is a good thing.

My opinion is that this program is what's called a ball and chain program. Something that was probably said as a passing by a then-campaigning president. But the program somehow picked up steam. Thus it became a mainstay proposal.

To pull back against the program would mean an acceptance of missteps. But to keep going means that something had to be sacrificed. We'll talk more about it down below.

As of today, it marked three days from the start of PLN's decision to cut-off several areas of my province's electricity. During which, communication is rendered unavailable for several providers. Mainly Telkomsel, which, a lot of people are using.

I'm not one to correlate things, that's conspiracy talk. Conspiracy will always be conspiracy. This blog post is not at all about the links between these facts.

It's just a collection of facts, after all.

It's me again. I don't know exactly what to put here for now.

I have to admit something. I was holding back again.

There was this customer, she wanted to have some SPSS table report thing... I ghosted her for weeks. Maybe months. I feel guilty about it, but... I wanted to keep avoiding her.

The same thing with my professors. I am avoiding them. I wanted to avoid them. I wonder why that is...

Here I am, sitting alone at a cafe. I don't know what happened. It's 15.37, I just needed a reason to get out of the house. I'm suffocating there.

Though, this isn't that bad. I'm enjoying it. Somewhat.

I wonder, why am I writing this? Why do I keep writing these?

Given that I have absolutely no audience to speak to.

This blog is just another wall I could scream to. I'm tired of doing it.

But I have nothing better to do.

Seeing some people that I know getting married and having children filled me with a weird form of pain in my chest. I feel stuck, unable to process the world that is leaving me behind.

Betrayed that nothing came out the way I probably intended. No matter how much I read books about how things are supposed to be "on time" and not to worry too much about the way others are, I simply can't connect the two concepts in my head.

I am using AI in most of my daily workflow. It's not a sin to do it then, and it's not a sin to do it now. While I know that "sin" is a strong word to describe the sentiment people have around AI, I still think it's appropriate.

People would unironically act as if someone is a criminal for using AI. Granted, those are cases where generative AI is used for "artistic" work — something a lot of people are rightfully sensitive about.

But as is with any crusade against "evil", it became evil itself. Stare into the dark, and sometimes who stares back but yourself?

Tiga puluh empat jam adalah total waktu perjalanan yang gw tempuh dari Banjarbaru, Kalimantan Selatan menuju Balikpapan, Kalimantan Timur. Gw udah kek nyatu sama kursi bus. Ini perjalanan gw ke Kebun Raya Balikpapan, 16 dan 17 Mei 2026.