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Wednesday, September 26, 2018

With Me, It's Home.



I want to see you smile, whoever you are.
I want to see your face lit up, your soul sparks behind your eyes.
I want to see your tension released, your stress melts away.
Because you know, with me it's home.

I want to smell your scent, whoever you are.
I want you lost in my hugs and embraces, your warm body next to mine.
I want you to sleep your soundest sleep, in a blissful dream.
Because you know, with me it's home.

I want to make you laugh, whoever you are.
I want to hear you softly iterate what you love and appreciate in life.
I want to see the unspoken hope grow in your heart.
Because you know, with me it's home.

I don't want to make you sad, whoever you are.
Yet it will happen, sharp as knives made from ice and twice as painful.
A whirlwind of emotion, the flowing tears and open wounds.
And you'll look at me and ask if this is really home.

Home won't always be comfortable or perfect.
It'll have broken pipes or faulty roof, or creaky floorboard that drives you crazy.
But it's a place where you know you will be safe and accepted.
So look at me as I say this: "Welcome home."

Welcome home, unknown stranger.
Weary of life, tired of world, bend and broken and scared and angry.
Looking for a soft bed and a warm fire to rest, a shelter from the world.
The door is always open, come find your home.

Tuesday, September 25, 2018

When The Man Is Dead And Gone



I bought some tamales from an old lady at the bus station today. Was it advisable? Probably not. God knows how it was made and from what ingredients. The tamales were stuffed inside a small carry-on cooler, with another cooler for champurrado (Mexican hot chocolate), all crammed into a portable mini shopping cart. Not very promising. But I like her. And I like her tamales.

A friend passionately told me how the US is a country build on immigrants. She is right. Whenever the word immigrants came up, I remember the tamales lady. I remember Juanita, the Mexican restaurant owner next door, who would chat with me warmly. I remember the Chinese girl that works in her family's Chinese take-out restaurant, who is always uber-cool despite the greasy offerings around her.

I remember my friends who are wealthy enough to keep me stocked with various sweets and snacks. I remember another one who has to take 12-hour shifts almost on daily basis to make her living condition better. I remember others who have to rely on their sponsors (i.e. spouses) and having a difficult time to be on their own even if the sponsors treated them like shit.

This is what immigrants look like. They look pretty much like any 'normal Americans', if there is such a thing. Some pictured them as the huddled mass on the border, scared and hurt and needing help. Some pictured them as this aggressive group who thinks they can do whatever they want and will take advantage of the US people. Depends on which area you live in and who you interact with, both might be correct.

This is why the debate goes on. One called the other heartless, they, in turn, replied by calling the other stupid. On and on it goes without anyone willing to step back and try to see what the other's point of view and concerns are. People who support stricter immigration law might not turn their back when they see an actual person getting hurt. Vice versa, people who embrace easy immigration might not be happy when they got hit with the tax increase to help with the cost.

In the end, regardless of how you see/think about immigrants, it all comes down to the numbers game. There's a quota on how many people can be admitted to and live in the US. This is to ensure a fair chance of the admitted immigrants to integrate and self-fulfilled in the US, i.e. to ensure there is enough housing, job, healthcare etc for everyone including the already-resided residence.

The more people apply for a specific visa or from a certain country, the more backed up it would be. From USCIS website:  "No more than 7 percent of the visas may be issued to natives of any one independent country in a fiscal year". Even though exemption could be made, this explains why visas for people from high-subscribing countries like Latin America or Asia (China and India) got horribly backed up. 

This is to avoid monopolization. People in Indonesia, who lived much further from the US than people in Mexico, should have the same chance of getting into the US. DV Lottery (green card lottery) prioritized countries with the fewest number of immigrants, which is why currently Africa and Eastern Europe are darlings to win and not the more populous countries. Again, fairness to all.

This is why the process takes so long. It doesn't help that background checks in other countries can take forever. Getting a full data from someone in Germany will most likely getting full data from someone in Indonesia, especially if the said person comes from a remote village in Indonesia that can be reached only by 3 days of a grueling land trip, or from a war-torn country where all government buildings have been destroyed.

But we do need background checks, including financial readiness. If it is so hard to understand, think of it as the routine background checks and proof of income you have to submit to rent an apartment. You want to make sure the new tenant can afford to pay their rents, not destroying your apartment complex, and play nice/not disturb the other tenants. 

As for financial readiness, it is necessary to understand the social safety net is not limitless. For some type of benefits, you need to put in the money first, taken from your salary. Social security is a good example, where most people need 40 credits (10 years of work) to qualify for benefits. Some like SNAP (EBT) or Medicaid can be accessed anytime, and this is why legal jobs that pay taxes are crucial in order to keep these programs going. 

It is horribly complicated. I am actually thankful that the US has a president so passionately hated that everything he did strike up debate and discussion, such as immigration. In a growingly restless world, it is more important than ever to understand what immigration is. What is required and why it's required. It is important to understand all these things so we can embrace our fellow immigrants instead of hating them, or just see them as the new "starving kids of Africa".

The key word is discussion and educating ourselves. A mere reading of headlines is not enough. A mere reading of news articles these days is not enough. We need to be curious and objective. We need to figure out the facts from the opinions. We need to figure out what to do with this mess and how we can better the condition for the fellow immigrants.

Because in the end, that man will be gone. Maybe not dead, but even with re-election he'll be out of the office by 2024. Considering immigration has been a complicated subject for many years predating him, and will be even more a headache with the booming world population, it won't just miraculously fix itself when the man is gone. What are we going to do then?

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Bahasa Kita Bahasa Kalbu



"Hi Ms. Ida," begitu pembukaan si oom dari kantor cabang Filipina di Skype, yang dilanjutkan dengan penjelasan berbunga. Kepala saya langsung pening membacanya. Formal to the max.

Dengan kisruh Bahasa Inggris ala anak Jaksel (padahal yang di pelosok juga suka gitu hahaha), Bahasa Inggris seolah menjadi momok, menjadi simbol penindasan dan pengerdilan masyarakat yang status social rendah (*uhuk uhuk* pakde *uhuk uhuk*). Bahasa Inggris juga jadi tolok ukur ke hebring-an seseorang. Yang bisa Bahasa Inggris lebih berkelas, konon.

Kalau saya bisa ya, semua orang yang saya kenal akan saya wajibkan becus berbahasa Inggris. Saat kita bicara soal kesempatan kerja dan penjejakan karir, kemampuan berkomunikasi itu asset yang luar biasa. Tambah lagi, penerjemah baik yang manusia maupun mesin nggak selalu benar/bisa menyampaikan apa yang dimaksud.

Bahasa Inggris juga melatih pikiran kita dan membiasakan kita mengekspresikan diri kita. Konon ada hampir satu juta kosakata Bahasa Inggris. Ada yang bilang *hanya* sekitar 750 ribu, tapi tetap lebih banyak dari Bahasa Perancis, misalnya, yang hanya 100 ribu kata.  

Contoh lain: padanan kata 'Happy' itu ada 48 lho, dengan berbagai tingkat ke-hepi-an. Sebagai penulis, walau grammar saya belepotan saya tetap suka menulis dalam Bahasa Inggris karena saya bisa bercerita dengan lebih tepat. Perasaan dan pemikiran saya bisa sampai dan lebih 'kena' ke pangsa pasar saya.

Dan tentunya yang paling penting: Bahasa Inggris nggak ada hierarki. Nggak seperti Bahasa Indonesia atau kebanyakan Bahasa Asia lainnya, nggak ada kosakata khusus yang ditujukan untuk orang yang lebih terpandang/dihormati. Kita bisa memilih kosakata berbunga, seperti oom Filipina itu, tapi itu lebih ke cara kita merangkai kalimat dan bukan kosakatanya sendiri.

Sebagai contoh, professor saya saat kuliah yang menatap saya dengan bete saat saya menggunakan 'Aku' saat berbicara dengannya dan bukan 'Saya'. Dalam Bahasa Inggris hanya ada 'I'. Ketiadaan hierarki ini membantu membuka pikiran dan bukannya selalu diingatkan bahwa saya bukan siapa-siapa. 

Bukan berarti kalau belajar Bahasa Inggris lalu jadi kurang ajar ya. Karena fleksibilitasnya, Bahasa Inggris bisa lho dipakai untuk merangkai kalimat yang menghormati tapi nggak menghamba. Bisa juga dipakai untuk merangkai kalimat yang kurang ajar tapi kedengarannya terhormat.

"We would like to invite the Honorable XYZ to come on stage to accept the award." Sudah, begini saja. Respectful/sopan dan hormat tapi nggak seperti ala Indonesia yang "Kami memohon dengan sangat Yang Terhormat Bapak XYZ dari ABC untuk berkenan adanya naik ke panggung sederhana ini untuk menerima lalalalala". 

[Sebaliknya bisa juga: "Please be encouraged to depart and proceed with self-help copulation". Terjemahannya: Go f*ck yourself.]

"Baeklah! Semua harus sepik-sepik Inglis kalau begitu!" Ya nggak juga kali. Saya kalau pulang dan ngobrol bareng mama dan saudara-saudara perempuan saya tetap lho Bahasa Indonesia logat Betawi. Kadang malah kita pakai Bahasa Inggris buat nyindir/ngetawain orang. Bahasa Indonesia itu Bahasa kita, jangan sampai lupa.

Kita bisa memaksimalkan Bahasa Inggris dengan cara lain: rajin membaca artikel berbahasa Inggris, atau melatih diri untuk berbicara/menulis dalam Bahasa Inggris. Nggak ada salahnya berusaha bisa berbahasa Inggris dengan baik dan benar, apalagi demi masa depan. Nggak perlu malu kalau belepotan.

Yang jangan sih menggunakan Bahasa Inggris untuk berasa eksis dan merendahkan yang nggak bisa. Buat saya, Bahasa Inggris belepotan atau beraksen kental itu jadi bermasalah hanya kalau si pelaku dengan ga sopan menghina orang lain yang lebih nggak bisa. Tapi yang Bahasa Inggris lancar kalau menghina yang nggak bisa juga tetap saya lihat dengan hina: Jelek banget sih hati loe.

Intinya sih itu ya. Kelakuan. Nggak perduli bahasa apapun yang dipakai, kalau hati nya jelek ya tercermin dari omongan dan sikap kita. Beda lho yang sibuk membumbui pake Bahasa Inggris biar kelihatan 'beradab' dan yang memang nyangkut/terbiasa karena sehari-hari bilingual. Kitanya juga jangan asal emosi jiwa karena diam-diam sirik tanda tak mampu. 

Asal tahu ya, Bahasa Indonesia yang beradab tanpa menghamba itu lebih susah dari Bahasa Inggris hahaha. Jadi yang bisa membawa diri dengan sempurna dalam Bahasa Indonesia yang baik dan benar itu emejing banget deh…. Luar biasa. Maksud saya, Luar biasa. Bahasa nista apa itu Emejing? :p

Hidup Indonesia lah pokoknya. Yuk kita maju tanpa melupakan siapa kita. Karena, ehem, kita keren banget lho.

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