No Sundays …?
“No Sundays, research 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. After every two years the manufacturer has to create a newer model of his car, and of every computer type that is just to be marketed, a newer computer type should be ready, since the life-time of each kind of product is becoming shorter and shorter. Then it is imperative that national productivity should rise from day to day.”
So something like that is said about the Age of High-Technology in our foremost paper in Jakarta with eye-catching head-lines as though to persuade people to join in this movement. It said that business war became fiercer and global. As though man should be raised, trained, formed to become something of a robot, a tool with a high productivity.
“Wow, if welfare, comfort, in that age should be got, be bought with such an inhumanly way of working, as though a machine, on the contrary would I make every day a holiday. There’s no day that’s not a holiday. Leisure time 24 hours a day, 7 holidays a week.” So Pak Arif jested.
I would live, stay in the beautiful Ci Nangka Valley where the Pasanggrahan river passes by, plant, talas, ground-nut, nangka, manggis, mango, … plow my paddy field, tend my buffalo, start learning to play the kecapi, (Indonesian zither) and unlearn what I’ve learned, instead of learning to become a very pintar (clever, smart) robot who lives in a jungle of concrete and towering sky-scrapers in dreary cities with a climate of high-technology.
What I would like of high-technology is that it should be capable of making one work just one day a week to support his family and still be able to travel abroad. Make the student capable to study just one day a week to make him able and pass his exam before the time schedule. Could abolish poverty from the world, make the earth fertile, green and have the people, all creatures live in a happier world.
But not such high-technology that would make man fuss and busy with pressing, preying on one another in a killing competition so highly insensible.” said he.
From Jayakarta, October 13, 1992
“No Sundays, research 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. After every two years the manufacturer has to create a newer model of his car, and of every computer type that is just to be marketed, a newer computer type should be ready, since the life-time of each kind of product is becoming shorter and shorter. Then it is imperative that national productivity should rise from day to day.”
So something like that is said about the Age of High-Technology in our foremost paper in Jakarta with eye-catching head-lines as though to persuade people to join in this movement. It said that business war became fiercer and global. As though man should be raised, trained, formed to become something of a robot, a tool with a high productivity.
“Wow, if welfare, comfort, in that age should be got, be bought with such an inhumanly way of working, as though a machine, on the contrary would I make every day a holiday. There’s no day that’s not a holiday. Leisure time 24 hours a day, 7 holidays a week.” So Pak Arif jested.
I would live, stay in the beautiful Ci Nangka Valley where the Pasanggrahan river passes by, plant, talas, ground-nut, nangka, manggis, mango, … plow my paddy field, tend my buffalo, start learning to play the kecapi, (Indonesian zither) and unlearn what I’ve learned, instead of learning to become a very pintar (clever, smart) robot who lives in a jungle of concrete and towering sky-scrapers in dreary cities with a climate of high-technology.
What I would like of high-technology is that it should be capable of making one work just one day a week to support his family and still be able to travel abroad. Make the student capable to study just one day a week to make him able and pass his exam before the time schedule. Could abolish poverty from the world, make the earth fertile, green and have the people, all creatures live in a happier world.
But not such high-technology that would make man fuss and busy with pressing, preying on one another in a killing competition so highly insensible.” said he.
From Jayakarta, October 13, 1992
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