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24 Oktober 200511.40 wib Berangkat ke Bandung bareng 125x gw (km 1866), sama gunadi dengan 'jefri-nya'
15.30 wib Sampe di Bandung (km 2018)
16.30 wib Dapet telepon harus ke Lido.
21.00 wib Sampe di Lido
25 Oktober 200506.20 wib Berangkat ke Jakarta, pertemuan bisnis di Jakarta Timur
09.24 wib Sampai di PT.JBS
11.40 wib Berangkat ke Bandung lagi pake Bis umum.
14.05 wib Sampe di Bandung, beraktifitas di Dago dan GIM
26 Oktober 2005
All day beraktifitas di Bandung (nyari siang qodar)
15.15 wib berangkat ke Jakarta
18.00 wib sampe di rumah ****e***, buka puasa bersama keluarganya.
20.05 wib bareng Mr.Z ke Bandung dengan 'tommy gw (sekarang sudah km 2610)
22.15 wib (sekitar) Berhenti di bengkel di Purwakarta
27 Oktober 2005
01.42 wib akhirnya sampe di Dago
08.15 wib berangkat ke Jogja dari Husein Sastranagara
08.55 wib keluar dari Adi Sutjipto
09.40 wib dah di Monjali jogja
13.00 wib jalan2 di Malioboro
15.30 wib berangkat ke Bandung
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28 Oktober 2005
All Day in Bandung
17.00 wib Diskusi pemuda gaya bebas.
29 Oktober 2005
07.30 wib Berangkat ke Jakarta (km 2900) mampir dulu di Leuwi Panjang sekitar 2 jam
12.40 wib Sampe di Pasar Rebo.
13.15 wib sampe di rumah tapi mampir steam dulu
15.00 wib Berangkat ke Cisalopa
17.30 wib sampe di cisalopa (buka bersama)
19.30 wib pulang ke Jakarta
21.50 wib karena jalan santai baru sampai rumah.
22.45 wib seabis mandi, nulis blogger ini
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(Bukunya lumayan keren ini preface-nya, BETAPA BODOHNYA PEMIMPIN INDONESIA)
by John Perkins
PREFACE
Economic hit men (EHMs) are highly paid professionals who cheat countries around the globe out of trillions of dollars. They funnel money from the World Bank, U.S. Agency for International Development, and other foreign “aid” organizations into the coffers of huge corporations and the pockets of a few wealthy families who control the planet's natural resources. Their tools include fraudulent financial reports, rigged elections, payoffs, extortion, sex, and murder. They play a game as old as empire, but one that has taken on new and terrifying dimensions during this time of globalization. I should know; I was an EHM.
I wrote that in 1982, as the beginning of a book with the working title Conscience of an Economic Hit Man. The book was dedicated to the presidents of two countries, men who had been my clients, whom I respected and thought of as kindred spirits—Jaime Roldós, president of Ecuador, and Omar Torrijos, president of Panama. Both had just died in fiery crashes. Their deaths were not accidental. They were assassinated because they opposed that fraternity of corporate, government, and banking heads whose goal is global empire. We EHMs failed to bring Roldós and Torrijos around, and the other type of hit men, the CIA-sanctioned jackals who were always right behind us, stepped in.
I was persuaded to stop writing that book. I started it four more times during the next twenty years. On each occasion, my decision to begin again was influenced by current world events: the U.S. invasion of Panama in 1980, the first Gulf War, Somalia, and the rise of Osama bin Laden. However, threats or bribes always convinced me to stop.
In 2003, the president of a major publishing house that is owned by a powerful international corporation read a draft of what had now become Confessions of an Economic Hit Man. He described it as “a riveting story that needs to be told.” Then he smiled sadly, shook his head, and told me that since the executives at world headquarters might object, he could not afford to risk publishing it. He advised me to fictionalize it. “We could market you in the mold of a novelist like John Le Carre or Graham Greene.”
But this is not fiction. It is the true story of my life. Amore courageous publisher, one not owned by an international corporation, has agreed to help me tell it.
This story must be told. We live in a time of terrible crisis—and tremendous opportunity. The story of this particular economic hit man is the story of how we got to where we are and why we currently face crises that seem insurmountable. This story must be told because only through understanding our past mistakes will we be able to take advantage of future opportunities, because 9/11 happened and so did the second war in Iraq, because in addition to the three thousand people who died on September 11 at the hands of terrorists, another twenty-four thousand died from hunger and hunger-related causes. In fact, twenty-four thousand people die every single day because they are unable to obtain life-sustaining food. Most importantly, this story must be told because today, for the first time in history, one nation has the ability, the money, and the power to change all this. It is the nation where I was born and the one I served as an EHM: the United States of America.
What finally convinced me to ignore the threats and bribes?
The short answer is that my only child, Jessica, graduated from college and went out into the world on her own. When I recently told her that I was considering publishing this book and shared my fears with her, she said, “Don't worry, dad. If they get you, I'll take over where you left off. We need to do this for the grandchildren I hope to give you someday!”
The longer version relates to my dedication to the country where I was raised, my love for the ideals expressed by our founding fathers, my deep commitment to the American republic that today promises “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” for all people, everywhere, and to my determination after 9/11 not to sit idly by any longer while EHMs turn that republic into a global empire. That is the skeleton version of the long answer; the flesh and blood are added during the chapters that follow.
This is a true story. I lived every minute of it. The sights, the people, the conversations, and the feelings I describe were all a part of my life. It is my personal story and yet it happened within the larger context of world events that have shaped our history, brought us to where we are today, and form the foundation for our children’s futures. I have made every effort to present these experiences, people, and conversations accurately. Whenever I discuss historical events or re-create conversations with other people, I do so with the help of several tools, including published documents; personal records and notes; recollections—my own and those of others who participated; the five manuscripts I began previously; and historical accounts by other authors, most notably recently published ones that disclose information that formerly was classified or otherwise unavailable. Footnotes and references are provided to allow interested readers to pursue these subjects in more depth.
My publisher asked whether we actually referred to ourselves as economic hit men. I assured him that we did, although usually only by the initials. In fact, on the day in 1971 when I began working with my teacher Claudine, she informed me, “My assignment is to mold you into an economic hit man. No one can know about your involvement—not even your wife.” Then she turned serious. “Once you're in, you're in for life.” After that she seldom used the full name, we were simply EHMs.
Claudine's role is a fascinating example of the manipulation that underlies the business I had entered. Beautiful and intelligent, she was highly effective; she understood my weaknesses and used them to her greatest advantage. Her job was typical of the cogs that keep the system on track. Claudine pulled no punches when describing what I would be called upon to do. My job, she said, was “to encourage world leaders to become part of a vast network that promotes U.S. commercial interests. In the end, those leaders become ensnared in a web of debt that ensures their loyalty. We can draw on them whenever we desire—to satisfy our political, economic, or military needs. In turn, they bolster their political positions by bringing industrial parks, power plants, and airports to their people. The owners of U.S. engineering and construction companies become fabulously wealthy.”
Today we see the results of this system run amok. Executives at our most respected companies hire people at near-slave wages to toil under inhuman conditions in Asian sweatshops. Oil companies wantonly pump toxins down rain forest rivers, consciously killing people, animals, and plants and committing genocide among ancient cultures. The pharmaceutical industry denies life-saving medicines to millions of HIV-infected Africans. Twelve million families in our own United States worry about their next meal. The energy industry creates an Enron. The accounting industry creates an Andersen. The income ratio of the one-fifth of the world’s population in the wealthiest countries to the one-fifth in the poorest went from 30:1 in 1960 to 74:1 in 1995. The United States spends over $87 billion conducting a war in Iraq while the United Nations estimates that for less than half that amount we could provide clean water, adequate diets, sanitation services, and basic education to every person on the planet.
And we wonder why terrorists attack us?
Some would blame our current problems on an organized conspiracy. I wish it were so simple. Members of a conspiracy can be rooted out and brought to justice. This system, however, is fueled by something far more dangerous than conspiracy. It is driven not by a small band of men but by a concept that has become accepted as gospel: the idea that all economic growth benefits humankind and that the greater the growth, the more widespread the benefits. This belief also has a corollary: that those people who excel at stoking the fires of economic growth should be exalted and rewarded, while those born at the fringes are available for exploitation.
The concept is, of course, erroneous. We know that in many countries economic growth benefits only a small portion of the population and may in fact result in increasingly desperate circumstances for the majority. This effect is reinforced by the corollary belief that the captains of industry who drive this system should enjoy a special status, a belief that is the root of many of our current problems and perhaps is also the reason that conspiracy theories abound. When men and woman are rewarded for greed, greed becomes a corrupting motivator. When we equate the gluttonous consumption of the earth's resources with a status approaching sainthood, when we teach our children to emulate people who live unbalanced lives, and when we define huge sections of the population as subservient to an elite minority, we ask for trouble. And we get it.
In their drive to advance the global empire, corporations, banks, and governments (collectively the corporatocracy) use their financial and political muscle to ensure that our schools, businesses, and the media support both the fallacious concept and its corollary. They have brought us to a point where our global culture is a monstrous machine that requires exponentially increasing amounts of fuel and maintenance, so much so that in the end it will have consumed everything in sight and will be left with no choice but to devour itself.
The corporatocracy is not a conspiracy, but its members do endorse common values and goals. One of corporatocracy's most important functions is to perpetuate and continually expand and strengthen the system. The lives of those who “make it,” and their accouterments—their mansions, yachts, and private jets—are presented as models to inspire us all to consume, consume, consume. Every opportunity is taken to convince us that purchasing things is our civic duty, that pillaging the earth is good for the economy and therefore serves our higher interests. People like me are paid outrageously high salaries to do the system's bidding. If we falter, a more malicious form of hit man, the jackal, steps to the plate. And if the jackal fails, then the job falls to the military.
This book is the confession of a man who, back when he was an EHM, was part of a relatively small group. People who play similar roles are more abundant now. They have more euphemistic titles, and they walk the corridors of Monsanto, General Electric, Nike, General Motors, Wal-Mart, and nearly every other major corporation in the world. In a very real sense, Confessions of an Economic Hit Man is their story, as well as mine.
It is your story too, the story of your world and mine, of the first truly global empire. History tells us that unless we modify this story, it is guaranteed to end tragically. Empires never last. Every one of them has failed terribly. They destroy many cultures as they race toward greater domination, and then they themselves fall. No country or combination of them can thrive in the long term by exploiting others.
This book was written so that we may take heed and remold our story. I am certain that when enough of us become aware of how we are being exploited by the economic engine that creates an insatiable appetite for the world's resources and that results in systems that foster slavery, we will no longer tolerate it. We will reassess our role in a world where a few swim in riches and the majority drown in poverty, pollution, and violence. We will commit ourselves to navigating a course toward compassion, democracy, and social justice for all.
Admitting to a problem is the first step toward finding a solution. Confessing a sin is the beginning of redemption. Let this book, then, be the start of our salvation. Let it inspire us to new levels of dedication, and drive us to realize our dream for balanced and honorable societies.
Setelah terkatung-katung hingga lebih 4 bulan akhirnya om Bedjo mau dilantik jadi Rektor baru UNJ 2005-2009 taggal 26 Oktober besok (insya 4JJI datanya ga' fiktif, dari orang yang terpercaya yang ngasih info ini)
mo tau wajah rektor baru UNJ
nama lengkapnya Dr. Bedjo Sujanto, asalnya Jogja, n beliau berasal dari Fakultas Ilmu Pendidikan Universitas Negeri Jakarta
Akhirnya UNJ punya juga produknya yang bia memimpin dirinya sendiri___
Lihat perbandingan suaranya____
nah si Mr.B ini meraih 31 suara inggul jauh di atas Muchlis R. Luddin yang hanya dapat 25 suara dan Prof. Djaali yang punya cuma 16 suara
SELAMAT BEKERJA Mr. Bedjo Sujanto
Tetap jaga idelisme pendidikan yang di emban oleh UNJ
Bangsa ini memerlukan Zhu
Xiao Hongbo telah dihukum mati pekan lalu.
Delapan orang pacarnya --yang dibiayai dalam kehidupan mewah-- mungkin hanya menangisi lelaki berusia 37tahun.
Tidak ada yang bisa membantunya. Deputi manajer cabang Bank Konstruksi China, salah satu bank milik negara, di Dacheng, Provinsi Sichuan, itu dihukum mati karena korupsi. Xiao telah merugikan bank sebesar 4 juta yuan atau sekitar Rp 3,9 miliar sejak 1998 hingga 2001. Uang itu digunakan untuk membiayai kehidupan delapan pacarnya.
Xiao Hongbo satu di antara lebih dari empat ribuo rang di Cina yang telah dihukum mati sejak 2001 karena terbukti melakukan kejahatan, termasuk korupsi. Angka empat ribu itu, menurut Amnesti Internasional (AI), jauh lebih kecil dari fakta sesungguhnya. AI mengutuk cara-cara Cina itu, yang mereka sebut sebagai suatu yang mengerikan.
Tapi, bagi Perdana Menteri Zhu Rongji inilah jalan menyelamatkan Cina dari kehancuran. Ketika dilantik menjadi perdana menteri pada 1998, Zhu dengan lantang mengatakan, ''Berikan kepada saya seratus peti mati, sembilan puluh sembilan untuk koruptor, satu untuk saya jika saya melakukan halyang sama. ''Zhu tidak main-main. Cheng Kejie, pejabat tinggi Partai Komunis Cina, dihukum mati karena menerima suap lima juta dolar AS. Tidak ada tawar-menawar. Permohonan banding wakil ketua Kongres Rakyat Nasional itu ditolak pengadilan. Bahkan istrinya, Li Ping, yang membantu suaminya meminta uang suap, dihukum penjara. Wakil Gubernur Provinsi Jiangxi, Hu Chang-ging, pun tak luput dari peti mati. Hu terbukti menerima suap berupa mobil dan permata senilai Rp 5 miliar.
Ratusan bahkan mungkin ribuan peti mati telah terisi, tidak hanya oleh para pejabat korup, tapi juga pengusaha, bahkan wartawan. Selama empat bulan pada 2003 lalu, 33.761 polisi dipecat.
Mereka dipecat tidak hanya karena menerima suap, tapi juga berjudi, mabuk-mabukan, membawa senjata di luar tugas, dan kualitas di bawah standar.
Agaknya Zhu Rongji paham betul pepatah Cina: bunuhlah seekor ayam untuk menakuti seribu ekor kera. Dan, sejak ayam-ayam dibunuh, kera-kera menjadi takut, kini pertumbuhan ekonomi Cina mencapai 9 persen per tahun dengan nilai pendapatan domestik bruto sebesar 1.000 dolar AS. Cadangan devisa mereka sudah mencapai 300 miliar dolar AS.
Sukses Cina itu, menurut guru besar Universitas Peking, Prof Kong Yuanzhi, karena Zhu serius memberantas korupsi. Perang terhadap korupsi diikuti dengan peningkatan kualitas sumber daya manusia. Zhu mengeluarkan dana besar untuk pendidikan manajemen, mengirim ribuan siswa belajar ke luar negeri, dan juga mengundang pakar bisnis berbicara di Cina.
Kini, lihatlah apa yang terjadi di Indonesia. Pengangguran terus bertambah, anak-anak gadis darid esa terpaksa menjadi pelacur di kota, lulusan SMU menjadi pengamen, anak-anak SD yang malu tidak dapat membayar uang sekolah, bunuh diri. Ratusan ribu orang tumpah ke kota-kota karena di desatidak ada harapan. Ratusan ribu orang menjadi tenaga kerja di luar negeri, ditipu calo dan disiksa majikannya. Mereka adalah korban.
Koruptor menghisap hidup mereka, bertahun-tahun tanpa ada yang menolong. Koruptor mengambil hak mereka atas tanah, hak mereka atas air, hak mereka untuk sekolah, hak mereka untuk berdagang, hak mereka untuk bekerja, hak mereka untuk mendapatkan layanan, hak mereka untuk kesehatan. Apalagi hak yang tersisa untuk orang-orang miskin itu?Pemerintah bukan penolong orang-orang miskin, terkadang mereka juga mengambil uang dari orang-orang miskin.
Bangsa ini memerlukan orangseperti Zhu Rongji, bukan pesolek.
Sebab, inilah keadaan utama Indonesia:Jatuhkanlah tiga buah batu dari pesawat udara diwilayah Indonesia, maka yakinlah satu di antarabatu itu akan mengenai kepala koruptor!Semoga Indonesia lebih baik !!!
This is why today is called a PRESENT
Yang pertama: Hari kemarin. (PAST)Anda tak bisa mengubah apa pun yang telah terjadi. Anda tak bisa menarik perkataan yang telah terucapkan. Anda tak mungkin lagi menghapus kesalahan; dan mengulangi kegembiraan yang anda rasakan kemarin. Biarkan hari kemarin lewat; lepaskan saja...
Yang kedua: Hari esok. (FUTURE)
Hingga mentari esok hari terbit, Anda tak tahu apa yang akan terjadi. Anda tak bisa melakukan apa-apa esok hari. Anda tak mungkin sedih atau ceria di esok hari. Esok hari belum tiba; biarkan saja...
Yang tersisa kini hanyalah : Hari ini. (PRESENT)
Pintu masa lalu telah tertutup;
Pintu masa depan pun belum tiba.
Pusatkan saja diri anda untuk hari ini.
Anda dapat mengerjakan lebih banyak hal hari ini
bila anda mampu memaafkan hari kemarin dan melepaskan ketakutan akan esok hari.
Hiduplah hari ini. Karena, masa lalu dan masa depan hanyalah permainan pikiran yang rumit.
Hiduplah apa adanya.
Karena yang ada hanyalah hari ini; hari ini yang abadi.
Perlakukan setiap orang dengan kebaikan hati dan rasa hormat, meski mereka berlaku buruk pada anda.
Cintailah seseorang sepenuh hati hari ini, karena mungkin besok cerita sudah berganti. Ingatlah bahwa anda menunjukkan penghargaan pada orang lain bukan karena siapa mereka, tetapi karena siapakah diri anda sendiri
Jadi teman, jangan biarkan masa lalu mengekangmu atau masa depan membuatmu bingung, lakukan yang terbaik HARI INI dan lakukan SEKARANG juga!!!!!!
The day will come when you will review your life and be thankful for every minute of it. Every hurt, every sorrow, every joy, every celebration, every moment of your life will be a treasure.
SELAMAT HARI LAHIR
Hari ini____
merupakan hari yang spesial bagi seseorang___SELAMAT HARI LAHIR---semoga 4JJI meridhoi segala langkah yang akan engkau jalankan
dan kesuksesan senantiasa menyertaimu untuk menjadi mujahidah sejati---tiada yang dapat diberikan selain untian do'a
IBLIS Minta Pensiun Muda
Iblis mengahadap 4JJI dan meminta pensiun muda.
4JJI bertanya: "Wahai Iblis, kenapa kau kembali kepada-KU, padahal engkau sendiri yang minta untuk menggoda manusia?"
Iblis menjawab: "Ya 4JJI hamba saat ini sudah tidak memiliki pekerjaan, hambaMU yang ahli fikih mencuri dana umat, Mahkamah Agung yang seharusnya adil dan bijak malah memeras, kolusi dan terima sogok. Hamba khawatir bukan kami yang menggoda manusia tapi justru kami yang tergoda oleh manusia. Maka kami minta pensiun dini saja.''
Cerita yang saya dapat dari seorang teman diatas membuat geli bercampur rasa miris, melihat kondisi negeri ini yang makin terpuruk dan menyedihkan, pemerintah yang makin membodohi rakyat, terutama melalui BLT rakyat Indonesia yang memang dalam kondisi sekarat karena BBM naik di beri angin -bukan angin segar, tapi angin topan- yang akan memanjakan mereka2 yang terus bermimpi mendapatkan uang mudah dengan tanpa bersusah payah, tidak mendidik rakyat menjadi mandiri.
Ok friend jika di antara kalian ada penerima BLT 'congratulation' kalian termasuk salah satu orang bodoh di negeri ini, dengan menerima yang bukan haknya.
Ayo bersama membangun Indonesia yang sudah makin tidak jelas ini____
lupakan yang namanya pemerintah ayo mulai perubahan dari diri kita untuk dapat merubah diri, keluarga, lingkungan dan negeri ini.
1st Aniversary of SekolahVirtual
Success forever for all the team of SekolahVirtual
Stress Test
Mo tau dah stress atau belum liat dua gambar ini,
Saran: Kalo merasa gambar ini bergerak yah bersiaplah ke psikiater.
Thank's 4JJI You save my life
HIKKKKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS________________________________________
Rasa sedih akan kehilangan sampai sekarang belum juga hilang,
Hari ini bangun dengan badan remuk redam___
Gw ga' tau harus berbuat apa, segala hal gw cancel-in____
Siang gw coba untuk jalan ma dua temen gila gw (SilVeRay dan Tothy) keliling ke Rixy, walaupun nyasar. trus abis itu gw ke Depok.
Alhamdulillah gw jalan bareng un-named dengan kecepatan di atas 100km/jam dan gw dah ga' mikirin kiri kanan lagi, sumpek banget_____
4JJI masih kasih gw kemurahan atas nyawa gw, yang ga' tau hampir berapa kali ilang (inget gw ga' mo bunuh diri koq) dan gw gak tau beberapa nyawa orang lain yang hampir melayang gara-2 ulah gw.
Untuk elo2 yang baca ini plissss kasih gw tausiyah-nya yah___
Buat yang hampir celaka di perjalanan Roxy-Grogol-GatotSubroto-Pancoran-Kalibata-PasarMinggu-Depok trus Depok-Margonda-Cijantung-PasarRebo-Cililitan-Jatinegara-Klender gw minta maaf yang sebesar2, spesial buat sedan lancer merah di Margonda (sorry kaca sen kanan belakangnya)
Buat Rahmat Akbar -thanks Friends atas apa yang Nt berikan tadi-
