There's no such thing as a free lunch...Or is there?

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It's official. The next president of Indonesia is former army general Prabowo Subianto. Quite how the next five years will pan out is anyone's guess but hopefully the foreign pundits who always bring up his dodgy human rights record will be proven wrong. Nonetheless, on policy making, Prabowo's popularist move to literally offer the poor 'a free lunch' every day of the week does not augur well for the future. Such a policy - if it ever came to fruition - would cost a phenomenal amount of money and likely lead to huge inefficiencies (food waste) and poor incentives (make people lazy). Another concern is Prabowo's strong nationalist bent. Thus, in the possible event that he finds himself with his back against the proverbial wall in the face of stern economic challenges, there is a big chance that he will simply scapegoat foreigners. But he will have to be careful. Construction of the new capital city, Nusantara, for example, is highly dependent on foreign in

Lunar eclipse over Monas, Jakarta

The longest lunar eclipse in 11 years took place on Thursday 16 June 2011.

Lunar eclipse over Monas Jakarta

A lunar eclipse begins when the Moon begins to enter the Earth’s shadow. About two hours later, the color of the Moon changes from its normal grayish color to a reddish color. The red color comes about because light from the Sun as it reaches the Earth must pass through the dense atmosphere of Earth before reaching the Moon. The scattering of this sunlight produces the red coloring.

There are not many open places in Jakarta, so I went to
Monas, Indonesia’s national monument. Thankfully the skies were clear, and the moon was clearly visible despite the blanket of smog.

I framed the shot with the gold-tipped erectile providing the foreground interest. Amazing to think that this monument was erected just 40 odd years ago.

Events like this always make us think about the passing of time and how incredibly inconsequential we are.

As for Sukarno, he’s long gone of course. The 60s didn’t last forever. And most of us will be no more than dust in just another 40 years. Not long to go now. Days clicking past like seconds.

So I reckon it’s time I got started on
erecting my own Monas in my front garden in south Jakarta. But only one problem: where the hell am I gonna get the gold from?!!

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