So I just want to dedicate this post to sum up my day today. It’s a Friday night when everyone is supposed to be out and having fun, but I choose to stay home and write down this rant because I need to get it out of my head.
I did a traditional Indonesian dance performance with my friends in the city today because there was a new flight launching by Indonesia’s national airline. As it was a traditional performance, we were all wearing our costumes while waiting for our turn to perform. I was talking to my friend, Janis, who came after work to see our performance (thank you, Janis! I love you! :D). We were talking and having a nice conversation, and then this Indian guy cut our conversation and asked if we were having a performance.
I felt like I had to represent my team, so even though I was slightly annoyed to the fact that he cut our conversation, I answered yes, we were going to perform. All of a sudden, he asked me if I was a moslem (because I was wearing my veil/hijab…because I have short red hair and it doesn’t look as nice if I don’t tie my hair up in a neat bun), so of course I said yes (because I am…really). The conversation changed into him asking me about Indonesia’s president. Here’s how the conversation went, roughly:
Him: “Is the current Indonesian president a moslem?”
Me: “Yes, of course. All of the presidents have been moslems.”
Him: “But he doesn’t have a moslem name”
Me: “Yes, he has an Indonesian name”
Him: “It’s Bambang, right? What does that mean?”
Me: *in my heart* HOW THE F AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT IT MEANS IT’S A FREAKING JAVANESE NAME YOU DIPSHIT
“I don’t know, it’s a traditional Indonesian name”
Him: “Yes, but he doesn’t have a moslem name”
Me: *Starting to get annoyed* “YES, I ADMIT HE DOESN’T HAVE A MOSLEM NAME, HE HAS AN INDONESIAN NAME”
Him: But that’s not good, you see, my name is *insert a totally moslem name here I don’t even give a damn shit about his freaking name*. It’s taken from the 99 names of Allah, the asma ul husna, you know? That is a good moslem name, it shows that I’m a moslem.
Me: *boiling inside* ALSDKJGHASKDJGHALKSHJF YOU PIECE OF SCUM WHY DOES HIS NAME MATTER TO YOU I’M NOT THE PRESIDENT’S MOTHER GO ASK HIS MOTHER WHY SHE NAMED HIM BAMBANG WHY THE FUCK DID YOU ASK ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Him: “Aren’t you guys a moslem country?”
Him: “It’s not a moslem country anymore??”
Me: “No. Indonesia has never been a moslem country, it’s a republic dominated by moslems, and we acknowledge other religious beliefs.”
Him: “Okay. I lived with 3 Indonesian families, they told me about the previous president, the lady, do you know her name?”
Me: “You mean, Megawati?”
Him: “Yes, do you know what her name means?”
Him: “It means ‘cloud’ in Indian. It’s not a nice name”
Me: *WHY THE FUCK DOES ANY OF THIS MATTER TO YOU!?!??!?!?!!* “I don’t know, it’s an Indonesian name”
Him: “No, IT’S AN INDIAN NAME”
Me: *OMG FML WHY IS THIS PIECE OF SHIT TALKING TO ME I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS BEFORE MY PERFORMANCE*
Him: “Just like Indonesia, it’s derived from the word ‘India’ and ‘Asia'”
Me: *OMG CAN SOMEONE KILL ME NOW WHY DID YOU SUDDENLY BECOME AN INDONESIAN HISTORICIST*
Him: *holding a brochure that said ‘Win free return flights to Bali’* “Do you know what Bali means?”
Him: “It’s an Indian for…”
Then my team called me for briefing before our performance. I was so pissed off like I’ve never been before. Honestly, how can you come up to a stranger, talk shit about their country, and ask the stupidest things such as WHY OUR PRESIDENT IS NAMED BAMBANG. HOW THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW. THE NAME HAS BEEN THERE AMONGST JAVANESE PEOPLE FOR CENTURIES, LEAVE IT ALONE.
Look, before anyone assumes I’m racist or prejudiced towards Indians…I’M NOT.
What will you do if a stranger of another race comes up to you, and talk shit about your president’s names and act as if he’s better than all of us JUST BECAUSE HE HAS A MOSLEM NAME???
I’m not the most knowledgeable moslem in the world nor the most knowledgeable Indonesian about our history, but I know what he did was a terrible thing, even according to the religion. You don’t just come up to stranger and diss their culture. IT’S ALREADY THERE, LEAVE IT ALONE. If you want to be SKEPTICAL or CRITICAL make sure you’re doing it the right way. That was just way disrespectful, man.
Putting aside your terrible accent and head-bobbing, the content of your “speech” was a complete BULLSHIT. I have never been so angry to anyone in particular, up to the point where if I ever see you again, I will return all your stupid questions to ask you about your country just so you know how it feels. Weirdo.
Sorry for bashing with all of my swearing, I just need to get it out of my head because I’m so angry right now. I’ve felt much better just by writing this down.
On a brighter note, I’ll try to write something for tonight. 🙂