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Singapore hospitals, the monument of Indonesian hospitals' failure

for the past several days i've been calling people, celebrities (which mostly ended up in failures, though some proven to be quite weird and ... amazing), interviewing them and doing whatever i can to get them talking about their experiences with Singaporean hospitals.

all that i interviewed speaks about the grandeur of Singaporean hospitals, every aspect is notable.. ended up with complains subjected to where they started, which is here, resulted from comparison to Indonesian hospitals.. Even so, here we can see the core of their reason, that's when life is at stakes, no game is worth playing ... and that's mostly the reason why they chose international medication. Singapore happens to be the nearest one, I do believe that if USA is just a step away, they'd go there.

but it's always that at the end of the interview they expected their anger, disappointment, and rage over the nation's ailing treatments to be a push for betterments.. expecting Indonesian medical centers to treat itself, growing better.

and it's my job to make this following article a bridge for their noble desires, and not the other way around, a commercial for Singapore hospitals, though inevitable ...

nobe I haven't written it yet...

this is what i'm going to do.

I'm going to write it here, and leave it as it is. every mistake, every wrong entry, every point... this will be my scrap papers... i'm going to just write

at some points i really think i'm good with persuasions, but not with facts.



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Nobody wants to be sick, but if they do, they'd want to know more about it. An average woman finds a lump in her chest, and she would wonder why, what caused it, she would want to know the nature of it, is it a dangerous cancer? a benign tumor? another breast growing? what risks to face upon neglects. And as medical technologies are getting more advance, every one in the world is certain to hope for better options to take.

Every people with health complains would want to be assured that professional doctors are dealing with their pains, that these pros know what they're doing and have had experiences in facing such complains, especially when it hurts like hell. We want to be cured, but as time pass, as staying healthy has become more of a struggle, we want more than just that; we want knowledge of our pain as it reflects not just our way of life, but more importantly ourself.

And these have become the core reasons why international medical centers are highly sought after.

It is a common knowledge that first world countries provide better medical treatments for the sick. Fred Dalton Thompson of ABC Radio Networks, for example, stated in his criticism how he guaranteed the condition that even the poorest Americans are getting far better medical services than many of those from third world countries, even Cuba. And not just facilities, but also personnels. For us patients, we expected doctors to know what we honestly believe; that when life is at stake, no game is worth playing.

Throughout the decade, Indonesians have gone to Singapore and Malaysia for treatments. The late Broery Marantika and the legendary Chrisye, for example, sought refuge in these countries before they pass, which of course not necessarily triggered by trends, and definitely not the opportunity to shop before they die. It's easy to say that if the USA is just an hour away, they'd seek medical treatments there. And the following interviews proven how easy it is to trust their doctors more than ours, trusting them with our remaining life.

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i guess this would be the intro... too much aeh?

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itu judul advertorial yang gue buat berdasar wawancara sore ini, di starbak sedari jam dua, dan gue kerjakan ampe jam tujuh malem, dikirim buat dikoreksi, dan di tolak ama Bakrie..

cape, gue diburu2 untuk berangkat cepet2 dan setelah kerja mati2an ampe malem, punggung mo patah, kerjaan gue di tolak..

ada sedikit sesal, dimana seharusnya gue bisa ngerjain hal lain, dan mungkin nyicil satu artikel buat deadline seminggu lagi..

dan ada sedikit pertanyaan yang mengganjal tentang gimana seharusnya wording dan susunan brainstorms yang tepat di advertorial Bakrie itu.. bahkan jiwa kerdil gue yang super ga pede kadang2 ini mikir apakah ada kesalahan kronis di penulisan artikel 4x100 itu, apakah gue ga menanyakan pertanyaan-pertanyaan yang tepat, apakah gue sebenernya ga competent dalam menjalankan tugas sebagai tukang jilat tinta..

ini pengalaman yang aneh.. but the show must go on, and i will follow this lead to whatever end.

the seeds of destruction

nothing mysterious about it stupid!

you know how to get one piece of enjoyment you'd risk other enjoyments, the joy of smokes, one cigarette, traded to a month of lung-ache, the case with me nowadays.. and so as other people i guess..

what i mean by the fruit of ... blablabla i forgot

is that you know
like the story of Adam's apple, you eat it without preparation, you fall to earth, doomed to dwell on it for ever, you eat it with preparation, you learn as hard as you could, you study, you put all effort into it, and when you eat it.. it taste as it supposed to, as it is, but comprehensible...

yeah so it goes...


i want to drink something hot, something good, tasty...

I want to get drunk..

the seeds of solitude part 2

no

i'm not going home..

decided to stay and if i'm lucky got a chance to play UNO, that stupid card game..

and yeah spill out what i think, this blog is called thoughts anyways, so yeah..

i think, in a way, i'm suck at the new job, as much as how the job sucks me down more.. of course that's all relate to the condition which it dragged me..

but in the long run, i'm going to be grateful with this one so.. yeah..

whatever yeah implies

another thought would be how great friends at time of need just don't seem to be available..

God probably just don't think it over, how to provide anyone with anyone else necessary in their time of needs, that's probably a great reason why suicide rates remain at high.. gibberish..

I think I need to go watch some movie, and get involved in the story.

both of my hands smell like smokes...

don't feel like working

is it full moon already?

you know, you decided to sown the seeds of solitude and people just never stop to come by, each with their own tales to elaborate. I wish they come in the form of songs, that would be interesting wouldn't it? different thoughts, different tales, in different melodies, pitch, and probably different bass lines..

playing music is not that hard, trying to map it into a whole bunch of numbers, dots and letters, on the other hand, is darn painstaking.. but i guess that what makes musicians musicians, they learn and conquer...

they play and enjoy afterwards.. so yeah, it's like the fruit of knowledge..

an excuse to stay firm at what i have decided to do...

you know, you wake up, you go with full fire power, and you fall...

and you fall and you fall... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



shit

fucking shit

you've ever notice how great it is to swear?
words like ASU or TAI is so good to say, but suck to hear? the mistery of life..

the seeds of solitude

it's friday..

the sounds of the TV behind me displaying loud action badminton playing, the crowd is nothing more lively
my gal fren is there watching at the exact spot..

i'm here thinkin..

what exactly am I thinking?


the seeds of solitude are sown..

i'm going home to sleep

naik jet pribadi gue yuuuk!!


hmmm

pagi ini gue dapet jatah wawancara Master Card di jet pribadi yang di sewa buat pemenang kuis gila-gilaannya master card..

sounds plain isn't it?

yup

jet pribadi itu, meski mahal, akhirnya malah terasa seperti bis kecil dengan penumpang terbatas yang setingan tempat duduknya dibuat kaya kereta ekonomi (hadap2an) dan perjalanan kacau mirip ontang-antingnya dufan, tapi lebih parah...

hihi tapi asyik juga

menurut yang punya jet, nama jetnya the Embraer Legacy 600 bikinan Brasil, harga sewa per jam nya mencapai US$7000, hmmm kalo di kursin berapa yak.. hmm Rp 66.500.000;

banyak yak..

Master Card juga ngasi orang yang menang sebuah kamar di hotel mewah di sebuah pulau di Bali, bernama apa Giri gitu.. sebenernya gue udah ga banyak berharap ama segala sesuatu yang bernama Giri atau Bambang.. according to my life long experience, nama2 tersebut menuai kekacauan..

lanjut

jadi tuh hotel terletak di sebuah lembah tersembunyi, masi asri, dan serba terisolasi dari dunia luar.. kurang lebih begitulah sekiranya.. dan sewa kamarnya permalem adalah US$3500 dolar

jika di jumlah, sewa tempat empat hari tiga malem plus private jet pulang pergi, duit yang di habiskan Master Card buat hal hal ga jelas ini mencapai.. drum rolls please..

Rp 299.250.000 atawa close to tiga ratus jeti..

hmmm...

dan Vice President of Master Card World Wide, yang notabene adalah orang Indonesia! hihi

untung gue rada chauvinist yak, kalo gue tulis "bapak2 gendut ngocol yang ga bisa berhenti makan" kan aneh hehe
lanjuut..

dan tuh bapak bilang "saya pingin memberi sesuatu yang tak ternilai, perusahaan lain memberi mobil, tapi saya ingin sesuatu yang akan selalu mereka ingat, yang ga bisa mereka jual kembali, sesuatu yang ga bakal mereka beli kalo mereka punya duit segini.."

you've got to be joking me..

hmm..

kalo gue yang menang, gue pasti nanya.. bisa dalam bentuk rumah aja ga pak? kalo mobil? kalo tebas mentah duitnya aja boleh?


karena bagaimanapun, at the end, jet pribadi itu cuman alat transportasi biasa, dan nginep di hotel di sebuah lembah itu persis kaya rumah gue yang di salatiga ... in addition, it's something that money can buy.. we chose not to because it's irrational.




hihi buat gue si itu gretongan.. jadi yaaaa...

could I have another ride? and drop me off on top of Salatiga if you will..

Stop losing your phone!


Loosing a phone is hell; it is a blasphemous event against the whole structure of individual rights for possession -a traumatic trigger to buying anything small and expensive ever again-, and it certainly a harsh communication separation between you and the worlds around you -marking the breaking down of your communication. Oh it will be the end of your world… Drama…

But believe it or not, loosing a phone has becoming quite a common problem in Jakarta, especially with the growing number of people switching from private cars to public transportations like Transjakarta and City-trains.

If you’ve never lost a phone, take a quiet moment and said thanks to God, for He still grants you the perfect life. But if you have, fear not, there are convenient steps to stop it from happening ever again.

Mentally, keep in mind that your cellular unit could just disappear, anywhere, anytime. Such understanding will keep you in the state of alert, allow you to maintain conscience, and give you better observation to the surrounding.

Practically, there are several preventions you can take, and here are the most important.

One. Makes sure you’re not using the phone prior to and after entering the means of transportations. Turn the silent mode on, and hid it somewhere safe –as safe as the inside of your bag -which is the most common-, the inside pocket of your jacket, or the inside of your shirt after tightening it to your neck (some hid it inside their pants, but by personal experience, it’s not advisable.) If communication is so important that it’s worth risking the phone, use its accompanying technology called ‘wireless,’ but still, hide your phone. Using a phone before entering a vehicle gives a hint to thieves on what phone you’re using and where you’re keeping it afterwards. Dangling wireless cable is also proven to be unsafe, as it gives hints to where your phone is located.

Two. Avoid high-density area within the buss or train. Such tight spots include the sides of the doors, the center of the vehicles -including Transjakarta-, right at the door –if you’re hanging outside the city train like most commuters-, and any part of the vehicle that’s packed with people. Try to find a place where you can literally ‘breath’ better –though always remember to prioritize the seats for women and senior citizens.

Three. Put your phone-containing bag in front of you, and hold it with both arms. Taking the train for some people is an uncommon valor. The train from Bogor to Jakarta, for example, is definitely not the ideal view of ‘safe’ transportation. So if you think you are entitled to be at least a bit frantic about anything for once, it’s definitely at this particular time. Some people that I know put their phones inside solid small boxes such as ‘rice pack’ -hard plastic container for foods-, or between books and magazines inside their bag. Thieves in trains are unbelievably persistent; piercing one’s bag with a homemade cutter is a protocol. Displaying a hobo look or pretending there’s nothing in your back so to look carefree about it won’t work; the easiest bag to rip will be ripped.

Four. Avoid suspicious individuals and even groups of people. Most thieves operate in groups, but some are highly skilled individuals –while some of them are desperate. Expert individual thieves usually wrapped a jacket or big cloth on their arm to camouflage the pick-pocketing hand, but off course there are many other methods unknown to us commoners. While it’s great to play detective and observe first hand, it’s always best to stay prepared and immediately react by getting out of the way when you see one.

Five. Don’t tempt to answer any call, make any call, or play game with your newest gadget during the trip; it is doomed to be gone, mind you. But in certain conditions where you have to, be watchful and make sure nobody’s paying any attention. Stay alert.

Six. In case you didn’t bring any bag, any jacket, any rope to hang your phone with, or anything besides T-shirt, pants, wallet, and phone, than be very careful. If you have to keep it inside the front-left baggy-open-pocket of your jeans, keep it closed with your left hand and for once; cope with the life of a single-handed man.

Seven, your last desperate defense, is a chain that connects your phone to other part of your apparel. It sounds weird and hopeless, but various people have tried it and it worked.

But still, there’s no guarantee that you will not lose any phone, by applying the above precautions, nevertheless, will help you minimize the possibility.

JP/Er Audy Zandri – (the writer lost 3rd cell phone in city train last year)



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Before edited for the Jakarta Post; Wednesday, May 7, 2008
---> hehe this is based on my actual experience, my first phone (motorolla c55 that i got from my sister,buying it for about Rp70.000) got stolen in Transjakarta, my second phone (BenQSiemens E61, plus 1 gigabite memories, a music phone that i love sooo much) got stolen in p20, a local bus, on a trip which only takes 30 minutes (there's a story afterward about making deal with the thief and arrange a meeting at a local restaurant, it was a great time, but the meeting went blop. My third phone, my dream phone was missing on a train in just seconds after i got in (other version includes 'got crashed by a running bike,' 'got crashed while i was hangin on train,' and 'disfigured badly after falling and got crashed by a car' are lies i make to avoid looking stupid in front of people (hehe) and white lies to save my mom's heart. i then purchased the same dream phone, W950i, as shown on top, and decided not to show it to anyone on public transportations.

don't lose your phone..