i am so glad that the fuel hike was just a myth, an imaginary fear. a non-existent night mare.
the past few weeks starting from the day the government announced about the hike plan, life was so distressing to me.
well, i have been accustommed to living a middle class life. i have ms. devil, a lovely car that takes me home from work, work to home, padang to bukittinggi, or simply takes me to the nearest bakso kiosk. No days passed without driving. A classy life of its own.
so, it is just normal to say that it boosts my pride. you know i live in a planet where pride counts for everything important in one’s life. And i do think i can’t live without my pride.
i’ve told you that i am the member of the middle class, right? for your information our number is getting bigger each day. and the important parameter to the status is our ability to have four wheeled, motorized vehicles. while low class people are still struggling to make the ends meet, our preoccupation is which car accessories suit what car. a stark contrast right? that’s why we are the middle class. a group of people that live a quiet confortable life. very nice. pity those low class bunch!!!!!
i work for the government, earn idr. 2 million plus…plus…plus…per month, car paid cash by my parents, about to have my own home (parents help, ha ha ha), got a nice hubby, no grubby children yet, can afford to dine in expensive restaurant, you know that restaurants that cost me one eighth of my monthly salary (but i always begrudge the parking boy who insists that i have to pay idr. 2 thousand for the parking space. very classy attitude!
life was so blissful, then. And then israel started to threaten iran for reasons i don’t think i care about. they said the world is bracing for the third world war and the sign is the speed increase in crude oil price, which i don’t even know what it is. and then my government has this absurd idea about raising the price of the fuel! damn it!
my existence is threatened! my pride wouldn’t be able on a constant move then. idr. 4.500/liter is the price i could tolerate for the sake of my pride. but idr. 6000 is too much. then i start to weep, scream. No! howl. Why does this government want to disturb my peaceful existence. I can’t sleep! I can’t eat. I refuse my husband’s sexual advances. I just can’t live a normal life if I can’t get my ms. devil on the street because I can’t afford to feed her her favorite subsidized premium. I am about to fall deep into depression!
Heavenly God, we still have this young protesters on street condemning the fuel hike! They shout. They scream to voice their opposition to the plan. They even want to topple the ruling president; the guy that made my husband live in a forced celibacy. I heard they were so determined in refusing the hike that they took over the hi way, the airport, the presidential palace. I also heard they burn government owned cars or buildings. They shell the parliamentary building with molotov bombs or cocktail bombs. Somebody got shot. Some people suffered injuries cause by mysterious chemical solution thrown at them. A police officer’s got lynched (serve him right!!). pundits on news tv raved crazily. Demonstrations went viral….
All of them said that this hike will affect the needy dearly. Life will be difficult for them.
Then, they announced that there will be no fuel hike in the near future even though it’s very difficult for the government to balance its big ledger. No fuel hike eventhough most government’s (the say it is the people’s money) money goes to subsidize fuel for a person like ME!!!!!!
Peace restored.