Jetlag is not all bad. At 1 in the morning,
I went out onto the street. I was hungry and awake. The night is friendly in
Indonesia, warm and throbbing with life, particularly here at the entrance to
Taman Mini. I ambled aimlessly (careful to avoid motorcycles) and quite
arbitrarily selected a spot where I could ask for a package of instant noodles.
I sat down on a piece of plastic on the sidewalk beside the seller….and wouldn’t you
know it, I heard her speak Batak to the two young men beside her. So I joined in as well as I could, to their
surprise.
Seeing that I knew a little about Batak
culture, the young man from Bakkara leapt to conclusions about Westerners
having more access to his culture than the youth in the Batak area. There was
certainly some truth to what he was saying though not exactly the way he
conceptualized it. I decided to use his words as a kind of entrance call to share
with them my concept of ‘Pulang Kampung’. I talked about the importance
of getting the information out of the museums and back into the villages and
schools, the possibilities that digitization offered, the need to take
responsibility and share knowledge with the youth.
They listened thoughtfully. I wondered how
they felt. They are the ones losing their culture and the ones without the
means to do anything about it. They are poor, on the street, earning a penny
here and a penny there. I shared my vision, mentioned possibilities that I saw.
They were thoughtful. I wondered if they felt hopeless, whether they were just
being polite? They recognized that an
infusion of funds was needed to rebuild the Batak area, to have solar energy, to distribute information from the libraries in Holland etc. etc. I pointed out that a new ethic would have to emerge, that the Bataks with
means would have take responsibility for what is happening in the villages.
Or is this whole
Pulang Kampung thing is too late? Will it build in momentum quickly enough?
Those people selling on the street said
they would try to make it to our launch on 24 August.
We shall see what happens.
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