OMG. I just saw the morning papers. 50 people have been killed in two explosions in Denpansur (the capitol) and to the south-east of Bali in the holiday makers region. The Times suggests it is once again the handiwork of Al-Quaida (though I suspect that there is the tendancy in the media to cast this aspersion on any heinous act of barbarism in the world because of the current situation).
I was in Bali less than a month ago on holiday and cannot believe that anyone could do something so self destructive as to deprive the tiny island of it's major income - the tourist trade.
First off Bali is predominantly Hindu, not Islamic, but the people there are feircely proud of their pluralist society. My wife and I were taken to a lake high above Denpansur where the locals all had their little retreats. Around the lake were four temples - hindu, moslem, budhist and christian. Our guide proudly told us of the harmony and religious tolerance that this represented to his country since the end of Dutch and Japenese rule. We thought that this was a truly beautiful symbol and blueprint for how we might all one day come to live in such harmony. For the scourge of terrorism to have broken that tranquility is frankly obscence and makes me feel physically sick.
Secondly, 75% of the population are still farmers. Guess what the other 25% do? That's right, they work in the very industry that will suffer most from this attrocity. Tourmism. And I can honestly say that I have never been made to feel more welcome anywhere. The people there live a happy, community based lifestyle that we in the west could stand to learn a lot from.
In fact it's the only place I've ever seen practical communism actually work (and I 've been to mother russia - though I would jump at the chance to see the current state of China). Each village has a speciality - wood carving, silver casting, spice production, painting etc. Let's take wood carving as an example, because Bali is particularly famous for it.
The whole village make carvings and all display their wares in the the village hall. When visitors come the village chief (let's call him a commisar just for fun) who is one of the master carvers gives a tour of the village hall and sells whatever he can at the best price he can. Then the money is divided equally amongst the village. Socialism (of which communism is just the extreme, in the same way that the extreme of conservatism is facism) is defined as:
If the villages don't think the commisar represents them well enough, or doesn't get a good enough price for their wares they all go to the village hall and elect another commisar.Quote:
From each acording to his means, to each according to his needs.
I know I'm rambling a bit here but I (for once) am having difficulty putting into words how sickened and appaled I am that such a dreadful thing should befall such friendly, hospitable and above all peace loving people. In our three weeks there my wife and I fell in love with the place and above all the people. This very sad.
