zakywahyudi2010:
Bung Ical yang terhormat,
Saya percaya anda lebih berkuasa dari presiden di negara ini
Sri Mulyani anda singkirkan dan mengungsi dari tanah kelahiran yang dicintainya
Satgas anda bungkam sehingga tak lagi bersuara
Kepolisian dan Kejaksaan anda injak saat mereka menangani sang perampok: gayus
sehingga anda pun tidak akan terkait dengan kebusukannya
Saya percaya anda juga telah menebar magnet kharisma anda yang bernama rupiah di petinggi PSSI
Juga menanam sanak keluarga, handai taulan di tempat ini: Nirwan, Nurdin Halid, Andi Darussalam..
Tapi biarkan olahraga yang satu ini tetap menjadi milik kita, jangan anda rebut lagi
Anda boleh menguasai yang lainnya, apapun atau siapapun yang bisa anda beli dengan kekayaan anda
Kami tidak peduli anda menjadi ketua partai dengan cara membeli orang-orang yang sekarang menjadi pembela anda nomor wahid
Tapi tolong jangan anda kotori kesucian olahraga ini
Bung Ical
Anda bisa memiliki segalanya, tapi jangan yang satu ini
Biarkan ini tetap menjadi milik kami
Biarkan kami meneriakkan gairah kami pada permainan yang satu ini
Bagi kami inilah ekstasi untuk sejenak melupakan kepenatan kami atas kerasnya hidup yang mungkin
tidak pernah anda rasakan sejak anda menghirup udara di dunia ini
Biarkan kami meneriakan nama-nama pahlawan kami kami: Bambang Pamungkas! (bukan bambang soesatyo), Markus Horison! (bukannya (melchias) markus mekeng), Firman Utina! (tidak firman
soebagyo)
Bung Ical
Tidak kah anda melihat dan cemburu karenanya?
Bagaimana kami melonjak, berteriak dan tersenyum bahagia sekedar dapat melihat pujaan kami
Kami teriakkan nama-nama mereka dengan cinta tanpa pamrih rupiah
Irfan Bachdim!!! Christian Gonzales!!! Okto!!
Saat ini mereka adalah pahlawan kami
Pahlawan dengan parfum keringat yang menetes, bukannya armani
Pahlawan yang berkaus basah dan bercelana pendek, bukan pahlawan dalam setelan jas dan dasi
Pahlawan di lapangan rumput, tidak di gedung berpendingin ruangan di senayan
Tidak kah bung bertanya, mengapa kami menjadikan mereka pahlawan?
Karena mereka mencoba dengan sekuat tenaga, dengan keringat dan air mata membuat kami bahagia
Oleh karenanya, apapun hasil perjuangan mereka, nama mereka akan selalu lekat di hati kami,
mereka tetap pahlawan kami
Kami pun bahagia menjadi bagian dari perjuangan mereka, walau sekedar teriakan penyemangat
Akan kami ceritakan saat-saat perjuangan mereka kelak kepada anak cucu kami
Bung Ical
Anda berkeinginan untuk menjadi orang nomor satu di negeri ini kelak
Oleh karena itu jangan biarkan remah-remah simpati yang tersisa pada kami lenyap
Anda mungkin ingat ungkapan : "we may forgive, but we'll never forget"
Kami tidak bisa berbuat apa-apa, tapi kami akan ingat selamanya :Lapindo, penggelapan pajak...
Jangan anda tambah kekecewaan kami dengan merebut permainan ini dari kami
Jika anda ingin mendapat sedikit ucapan terima kasih dari kami
tolong anda bisikkan sesuatu kepada Nurdin agar ia segera menyingkir dari olahraga ini
Terima kasih bung Ical
*dikutip dari salah satu forum
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wikileaks AFF : Siluman di Ruang ganti
Wikileaks AFF
Sekelumit cerita dari @hedi seputar Riedl, timnas, dan alien.
Sekumpulan tulisan di bawah ini adalah kompilasi tweet @hedi pada hari Selasa sore seputar intervensi "alien" di tengah timnas. Go timnas! Go Riedl! Go Indonesia!
Garuda di Dadaku!
Awalnya gini: ruang ganti timnas mulai kemasukan "alien" setelah menang besar di 2 laga pertama AFF 2010
kenapa saya sebut alien, karena mereka masuk ke ruang ganti tanpa izin dari pelatih Riedl walaupun mereka org2 PSSI
yg masuk ruang ganti mulai dari ketua, sekjen, anggota exco, menteri, asmen dan kroco2 ga penting
kelihatannya lumrah ya, pejabat masuk ruang ganti tim. tahukah anda bahwa ruangan itu adalah kuasa mutlak pelatih
Riedl sudah mulai panas jelang lawan thailand, wewenangnya dilompati terus. Tapi emosinya masih terjaga, walau fokus redup
Jelang semifinal, "alien" yg muncul mulai banyak. Sejumlah politikus hadir, bahkan banyak pesan2. Riedl mulai terpojok
Ledakan emosi Riedl muncul ketika tim dibawa ke rumah Ical & istiqosah. Ribut mulut dengan manajer tim terjadi. Sangat panas
di saat disharmonisasi pelatih & manajer terjadi, saat bersamaan skuad dipressing pengurus PSSI. rata2 cuma ngomong soal strategi sih
agenda ke rumah ical & istiqosah sebenernya agenda sempalan. ini merusak agenda Riedl untuk karantina pemain
bahkan sarapan pagi di rumah Ical itu merusak agenda latihan fisik pagi yg disusun Riedl & asisten
menurut beberapa kawan "di dalam", Riedl konon sempet frustrasi dengan banyaknya intervensi pejabat
Riedl juga kesal karena permintaan agar tim dijauhkan dari media massa tidak digubris manajemen tim
puncak intervensi terjadi saat tim akan berangkat ke KL, daftar penumpang pesawat jadi "gemuk"
dan pesawat yang akan dipakai tim juga dadakan karena sebelumnya ga ada agenda pake pesawat ical!
daftar penumpang pesawat dadakan itu termasuk pers serta tv kita yg satu itu. Belum pernah ada tim manapun jalan bareng dgn pers
Sekelumit cerita dari @hedi seputar Riedl, timnas, dan alien.
Sekumpulan tulisan di bawah ini adalah kompilasi tweet @hedi pada hari Selasa sore seputar intervensi "alien" di tengah timnas. Go timnas! Go Riedl! Go Indonesia!
Garuda di Dadaku!
Awalnya gini: ruang ganti timnas mulai kemasukan "alien" setelah menang besar di 2 laga pertama AFF 2010
kenapa saya sebut alien, karena mereka masuk ke ruang ganti tanpa izin dari pelatih Riedl walaupun mereka org2 PSSI
yg masuk ruang ganti mulai dari ketua, sekjen, anggota exco, menteri, asmen dan kroco2 ga penting
kelihatannya lumrah ya, pejabat masuk ruang ganti tim. tahukah anda bahwa ruangan itu adalah kuasa mutlak pelatih
Riedl sudah mulai panas jelang lawan thailand, wewenangnya dilompati terus. Tapi emosinya masih terjaga, walau fokus redup
Jelang semifinal, "alien" yg muncul mulai banyak. Sejumlah politikus hadir, bahkan banyak pesan2. Riedl mulai terpojok
Ledakan emosi Riedl muncul ketika tim dibawa ke rumah Ical & istiqosah. Ribut mulut dengan manajer tim terjadi. Sangat panas
di saat disharmonisasi pelatih & manajer terjadi, saat bersamaan skuad dipressing pengurus PSSI. rata2 cuma ngomong soal strategi sih
agenda ke rumah ical & istiqosah sebenernya agenda sempalan. ini merusak agenda Riedl untuk karantina pemain
bahkan sarapan pagi di rumah Ical itu merusak agenda latihan fisik pagi yg disusun Riedl & asisten
menurut beberapa kawan "di dalam", Riedl konon sempet frustrasi dengan banyaknya intervensi pejabat
Riedl juga kesal karena permintaan agar tim dijauhkan dari media massa tidak digubris manajemen tim
puncak intervensi terjadi saat tim akan berangkat ke KL, daftar penumpang pesawat jadi "gemuk"
dan pesawat yang akan dipakai tim juga dadakan karena sebelumnya ga ada agenda pake pesawat ical!
daftar penumpang pesawat dadakan itu termasuk pers serta tv kita yg satu itu. Belum pernah ada tim manapun jalan bareng dgn pers
Monday, December 27, 2010
Malaysia, don't hate us!
Malaysia?
Maybe bagi sebagian orang Indonesia kata-kata begitu kata ini terdengar akan memancing emosi. Hujatan, makian tak terbendung ditujukan untuk malaysia
Malingsia
Negara Maling
Malingshit
Dan lain sebagainya
Yah memang benar Malaysia melakukan tindakan tidak terpuji dengan meng-claim kebudayaan dan wilayah Indonesia sebagai daerah mereka. Tindakan itu sangatlah tidak terpuji dan tidak ada yang membenarkan. Ironis memang melakukan tindakan perncurian kebudayaan dan wilayah Indonesia. Belum lagi masalah TKI yang disiksa dan dideportasi karena masuk secara ilegal.
Semua ini makin memuncak pada final piala #AFF Suzuki Cup 2010. Pertandingan yang berlangsung di BukitJalil, Malaysia. Pertandingan berjalan tak imbang dengan Malaysia terus menyerbu daerah pertahanan Indonesia yang terlihat lemah. Tak ada pertahanan rapat. Pemain Malaysia dengan leluasa membawa bola. Tak heran Malaysia bisa menjaringkan 3-0 dibabak kedua tanpa balas. Malaysia terkesan amat rapat mengunci pertahanan. Rapi dalam bertahan maupun menyerang.
Namun, kemenangan ini memang sedikit tercoreng dengan insiden laser hijau yang ditembakkan oleh suporter Malaysia. Laser ini memang sempat memecah konsentrasi pemain Indonesia. Laser ini dijadikan kambing hitam para suporter Indonesia. Hujat-hujatan tak berhenti di twitter.
#MalaysiaCheatLaser
Curang
Hate Malaysia
Yah topik itu menjadi trending topics di twitter. Mengumbar kebencian dimana-mana, mencari kambing hitam, tak bisa menerima kekalahan. Yah mereka anggap itu suatu wujud nasionalisme pada negara. Mereka membenarkan segala cara untuk membenci Malaysia. Tak ada kelihatan pendewasaan suporter yang bisa menerima kekalahan timnas Indonesia. Tak ada dukungan lagi untuk timnas.
Yah timnas Indonesia mungkin siap untuk juara, tapi dengan suporter yang tak terdidik dan dadakan seperti ini, indonesia belum pantas membawa piala #AFF.
Maybe bagi sebagian orang Indonesia kata-kata begitu kata ini terdengar akan memancing emosi. Hujatan, makian tak terbendung ditujukan untuk malaysia
Malingsia
Negara Maling
Malingshit
Dan lain sebagainya
Yah memang benar Malaysia melakukan tindakan tidak terpuji dengan meng-claim kebudayaan dan wilayah Indonesia sebagai daerah mereka. Tindakan itu sangatlah tidak terpuji dan tidak ada yang membenarkan. Ironis memang melakukan tindakan perncurian kebudayaan dan wilayah Indonesia. Belum lagi masalah TKI yang disiksa dan dideportasi karena masuk secara ilegal.
Semua ini makin memuncak pada final piala #AFF Suzuki Cup 2010. Pertandingan yang berlangsung di BukitJalil, Malaysia. Pertandingan berjalan tak imbang dengan Malaysia terus menyerbu daerah pertahanan Indonesia yang terlihat lemah. Tak ada pertahanan rapat. Pemain Malaysia dengan leluasa membawa bola. Tak heran Malaysia bisa menjaringkan 3-0 dibabak kedua tanpa balas. Malaysia terkesan amat rapat mengunci pertahanan. Rapi dalam bertahan maupun menyerang.
Namun, kemenangan ini memang sedikit tercoreng dengan insiden laser hijau yang ditembakkan oleh suporter Malaysia. Laser ini memang sempat memecah konsentrasi pemain Indonesia. Laser ini dijadikan kambing hitam para suporter Indonesia. Hujat-hujatan tak berhenti di twitter.
#MalaysiaCheatLaser
Curang
Hate Malaysia
Yah topik itu menjadi trending topics di twitter. Mengumbar kebencian dimana-mana, mencari kambing hitam, tak bisa menerima kekalahan. Yah mereka anggap itu suatu wujud nasionalisme pada negara. Mereka membenarkan segala cara untuk membenci Malaysia. Tak ada kelihatan pendewasaan suporter yang bisa menerima kekalahan timnas Indonesia. Tak ada dukungan lagi untuk timnas.
Yah timnas Indonesia mungkin siap untuk juara, tapi dengan suporter yang tak terdidik dan dadakan seperti ini, indonesia belum pantas membawa piala #AFF.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Why I'm Atheist? Are you?
Why don’t you believe in God? I get that question all the time. I always try to give a sensitive, reasoned answer. This is usually awkward, time consuming and pointless. People who believe in God don’t need proof of his existence, and they certainly don’t want evidence to the contrary. They are happy with their belief. They even say things like “it’s true to me” and “it’s faith”. I still give my logical answer because I feel that not being honest would be patronizing and impolite. It is ironic therefore that “I don’t believe in God because there is absolutely no scientific evidence for his existence and from what I’ve heard the very definition is a logical impossibility in this known universe”, comes across as both patronizing and impolite.
Arrogance is another accusation. Which seems particularly unfair. Science seeks the truth. And it does not discriminate. For better or worse it finds things out. Science is humble. It knows what it knows and it knows what it doesn’t know. It bases its conclusions and beliefs on hard evidence -‐ evidence that is constantly updated and upgraded. It doesn’t get offended when new facts come along. It embraces the body of knowledge. It doesn’t hold on to medieval practices because they are tradition. If it did, you wouldn’t get a shot of penicillin, you’d pop a leach down your trousers and pray. Whatever you “believe”, this is not as effective as medicine. Again you can say, “It works for me”, but so do placebos. My point being, I’m saying God doesn’t exist. I’m not saying faith doesn’t exist. I know faith exists. I see it all the time. But believing in something doesn’t make it true. Hoping that something is true doesn’t make it true. The existence of God is not subjective. He either exists or he doesn’t. It’s not a matter of opinion. You can have your own opinions. But you can’t have your own facts.
Why don’t I believe in God? No, no no, why do YOU believe in God? Surely the burden of proof is on the believer. You started all this. If I came up to you and said, “Why don’t you believe I can fly?” You’d say, “Why would I?” I’d reply, “Because it’s a matter of faith”. If I then said, “Prove I can’t fly. Prove I can’t fly see, see, you can’t prove it can you?” You’d probably either walk away, call security or throw me out of the window and shout, ‘’F—ing fly then you lunatic.”
This, is of course a spirituality issue, religion is a different matter. As an atheist, I see nothing “wrong” in believing in a god. I don’t think there is a god, but belief in him does no harm. If it helps you in any way, then that’s fine with me. It’s when belief starts infringing on other people’s rights when it worries me. I would never deny your right to believe in a god. I would just rather you didn’t kill people who believe in a different god, say. Or stone someone to death because your rulebook says their sexuality is immoral. It’s strange that anyone who believes that an all-‐powerful all knowing, omniscient power responsible for everything that happens, would also want to judge and punish people for what they are. From what I can gather, pretty much the worst type of person you can be is an atheist. The first four commandments hammer this point home. There is a god”, I’m him, no one else is, you’re not as good and don’t forget it. (Don’t murder anyone, doesn’t get a mention till number 6.)
When confronted with anyone who holds my lack of religious faith in such contempt, I say, “It’s the way God made me.”
But what are atheists really being accused of?
The dictionary definition of God is “a supernatural creator and overseer of the universe”. Included in this definition are all deities, goddesses and supernatural beings. Since the beginning of recorded history, which is defined by the invention of writing by the Sumerians around 6000 years ago, historians have cataloged over 3700 supernatural beings, of which 2870 can be considered deities.
So next time someone tells me they believe in God, I’ll say “Oh which one? Zeus? Hades? Jupiter? Mars? Odin? Thor? Krishna? Vishnu? Ra?…” If they say “Just God. I only believe in the one God”, I’ll point out that they are nearly as atheistic as me. I don’t believe in 2,870 gods, and they don’t believe in 2,869.
I used to believe in God. The Christian one that is.
I loved Jesus. He was my hero. More than pop stars. More than footballers. More than God. God was by definition omnipotent and perfect. Jesus was a man. He had to work at it. He had temptation but defeated sin. He had integrity and courage. But He was my hero because He was kind. And He was kind to everyone. He didn’t bow to peer pressure or tyranny or cruelty. He didn’t care who you were. He loved you. What a guy. I wanted to be just like Him.
One day when I was about 8 years old, I was drawing the crucifixion as part of my Bible-‐studies homework. I loved art too. And nature. I loved how God made all the animals. They were also perfect. Unconditionally beautiful. It was an amazing world.
I lived in a very poor, working-‐class estate in an urban sprawl called Reading, about 40 miles west of London. My father was a laborer and my mother was a housewife. I was never ashamed of poverty. It was almost noble. Also, everyone I knew was in the same situation, and I had everything I needed. School was free. My clothes were cheap and always clean and ironed. And mum was always cooking. She was cooking the day I was drawing on the cross.
I was sitting at the kitchen table when my brother came home. He was 11 years older than me, so he would have been 19. He was as smart as anyone I knew, but he was too cheeky. He would answer back and get into trouble. I was a good boy. I went to church and believed in God – what a relief for a working-‐class mother. You see, growing up where I did, mums didn’t hope as high as their kids growing up to be doctors; they just hoped their kids didn’t go to jail. So bring them up believing in God and they’ll be good and law abiding. It’s a perfect system. Well, nearly. 75 percent of Americans are God-‐fearing Christians; 75 percent of prisoners are God-‐fearing Christians. 10 percent of Americans are atheists; 0.2 percent of prisoners are atheists.
But anyway, there I was happily drawing my hero when my big brother Bob asked, “Why do you believe in God?” Just a simple question. But my mum panicked. “Bob” she said in a tone that I knew meant, “Shut up.” Why was that a bad thing to ask? If there was a God and my faith was strong it didn’t matter what people said.
Oh … hang on. There is no God. He knows it, and she knows it deep down. It was as simple as that. I started thinking about it and asking more questions, and within an hour, I was an atheist.
Wow. No God. If mum had lied to me about God, had she also lied to me about Santa? Yes, of course, but who cares? The gifts kept coming. And so did the gifts of my new found atheism. The gifts of truth, science, nature. The real beauty of this world. I learned of evolution – a theory so simple that only England’s greatest genius could have come up with it. Evolution of plants, animals and us – with imagination, free will, love, humor. I no longer needed a reason for my existence, just a reason to live. And imagination, free will, love, humor, fun, music, sports, beer and pizza are all good enough reasons for living.
But living an honest life – for that you need the truth. That’s the other thing I learned that day, that the truth, however shocking or uncomfortable, in the end leads to liberation and dignity.
So what does the question “Why don’t you believe in God?” really mean. I think when someone asks that; they are really questioning their own belief. In a way they are asking “what makes you so special? “How come you weren’t brainwashed with the rest of us?” “How dare you say I’m a fool and I’m not going to heaven, f— you!” Let’s be honest, if one person believed in God he would be considered pretty strange. But because it’s a very popular view it’s accepted. And why is it such a popular view? That’s obvious. It’s an attractive proposition. Believe in me and live forever. Again if it was just a case of spirituality this would be fine. “Do unto others…” is a good rule of thumb. I live by that. Forgiveness is probably the greatest virtue there is. Buts that’s exactly what it is -‐ a virtue. Not just a Christian virtue. No one owns being good. I’m good. I just don’t believe I’ll be rewarded for it in heaven. My reward is here and now. It’s knowing that I try to do the right thing. That I lived a good life. And that’s where spirituality really lost its way. When it became a stick to beat people with. “Do this or you’ll burn in hell.”
You won’t burn in hell. But be nice anyway.
Ricky Gervais is the writer and star of HBO’s “Ricky Gervais Out of England 2: The Stand-Up Specia
Arrogance is another accusation. Which seems particularly unfair. Science seeks the truth. And it does not discriminate. For better or worse it finds things out. Science is humble. It knows what it knows and it knows what it doesn’t know. It bases its conclusions and beliefs on hard evidence -‐ evidence that is constantly updated and upgraded. It doesn’t get offended when new facts come along. It embraces the body of knowledge. It doesn’t hold on to medieval practices because they are tradition. If it did, you wouldn’t get a shot of penicillin, you’d pop a leach down your trousers and pray. Whatever you “believe”, this is not as effective as medicine. Again you can say, “It works for me”, but so do placebos. My point being, I’m saying God doesn’t exist. I’m not saying faith doesn’t exist. I know faith exists. I see it all the time. But believing in something doesn’t make it true. Hoping that something is true doesn’t make it true. The existence of God is not subjective. He either exists or he doesn’t. It’s not a matter of opinion. You can have your own opinions. But you can’t have your own facts.
Why don’t I believe in God? No, no no, why do YOU believe in God? Surely the burden of proof is on the believer. You started all this. If I came up to you and said, “Why don’t you believe I can fly?” You’d say, “Why would I?” I’d reply, “Because it’s a matter of faith”. If I then said, “Prove I can’t fly. Prove I can’t fly see, see, you can’t prove it can you?” You’d probably either walk away, call security or throw me out of the window and shout, ‘’F—ing fly then you lunatic.”
This, is of course a spirituality issue, religion is a different matter. As an atheist, I see nothing “wrong” in believing in a god. I don’t think there is a god, but belief in him does no harm. If it helps you in any way, then that’s fine with me. It’s when belief starts infringing on other people’s rights when it worries me. I would never deny your right to believe in a god. I would just rather you didn’t kill people who believe in a different god, say. Or stone someone to death because your rulebook says their sexuality is immoral. It’s strange that anyone who believes that an all-‐powerful all knowing, omniscient power responsible for everything that happens, would also want to judge and punish people for what they are. From what I can gather, pretty much the worst type of person you can be is an atheist. The first four commandments hammer this point home. There is a god”, I’m him, no one else is, you’re not as good and don’t forget it. (Don’t murder anyone, doesn’t get a mention till number 6.)
When confronted with anyone who holds my lack of religious faith in such contempt, I say, “It’s the way God made me.”
But what are atheists really being accused of?
The dictionary definition of God is “a supernatural creator and overseer of the universe”. Included in this definition are all deities, goddesses and supernatural beings. Since the beginning of recorded history, which is defined by the invention of writing by the Sumerians around 6000 years ago, historians have cataloged over 3700 supernatural beings, of which 2870 can be considered deities.
So next time someone tells me they believe in God, I’ll say “Oh which one? Zeus? Hades? Jupiter? Mars? Odin? Thor? Krishna? Vishnu? Ra?…” If they say “Just God. I only believe in the one God”, I’ll point out that they are nearly as atheistic as me. I don’t believe in 2,870 gods, and they don’t believe in 2,869.
I used to believe in God. The Christian one that is.
I loved Jesus. He was my hero. More than pop stars. More than footballers. More than God. God was by definition omnipotent and perfect. Jesus was a man. He had to work at it. He had temptation but defeated sin. He had integrity and courage. But He was my hero because He was kind. And He was kind to everyone. He didn’t bow to peer pressure or tyranny or cruelty. He didn’t care who you were. He loved you. What a guy. I wanted to be just like Him.
One day when I was about 8 years old, I was drawing the crucifixion as part of my Bible-‐studies homework. I loved art too. And nature. I loved how God made all the animals. They were also perfect. Unconditionally beautiful. It was an amazing world.
I lived in a very poor, working-‐class estate in an urban sprawl called Reading, about 40 miles west of London. My father was a laborer and my mother was a housewife. I was never ashamed of poverty. It was almost noble. Also, everyone I knew was in the same situation, and I had everything I needed. School was free. My clothes were cheap and always clean and ironed. And mum was always cooking. She was cooking the day I was drawing on the cross.
I was sitting at the kitchen table when my brother came home. He was 11 years older than me, so he would have been 19. He was as smart as anyone I knew, but he was too cheeky. He would answer back and get into trouble. I was a good boy. I went to church and believed in God – what a relief for a working-‐class mother. You see, growing up where I did, mums didn’t hope as high as their kids growing up to be doctors; they just hoped their kids didn’t go to jail. So bring them up believing in God and they’ll be good and law abiding. It’s a perfect system. Well, nearly. 75 percent of Americans are God-‐fearing Christians; 75 percent of prisoners are God-‐fearing Christians. 10 percent of Americans are atheists; 0.2 percent of prisoners are atheists.
But anyway, there I was happily drawing my hero when my big brother Bob asked, “Why do you believe in God?” Just a simple question. But my mum panicked. “Bob” she said in a tone that I knew meant, “Shut up.” Why was that a bad thing to ask? If there was a God and my faith was strong it didn’t matter what people said.
Oh … hang on. There is no God. He knows it, and she knows it deep down. It was as simple as that. I started thinking about it and asking more questions, and within an hour, I was an atheist.
Wow. No God. If mum had lied to me about God, had she also lied to me about Santa? Yes, of course, but who cares? The gifts kept coming. And so did the gifts of my new found atheism. The gifts of truth, science, nature. The real beauty of this world. I learned of evolution – a theory so simple that only England’s greatest genius could have come up with it. Evolution of plants, animals and us – with imagination, free will, love, humor. I no longer needed a reason for my existence, just a reason to live. And imagination, free will, love, humor, fun, music, sports, beer and pizza are all good enough reasons for living.
But living an honest life – for that you need the truth. That’s the other thing I learned that day, that the truth, however shocking or uncomfortable, in the end leads to liberation and dignity.
So what does the question “Why don’t you believe in God?” really mean. I think when someone asks that; they are really questioning their own belief. In a way they are asking “what makes you so special? “How come you weren’t brainwashed with the rest of us?” “How dare you say I’m a fool and I’m not going to heaven, f— you!” Let’s be honest, if one person believed in God he would be considered pretty strange. But because it’s a very popular view it’s accepted. And why is it such a popular view? That’s obvious. It’s an attractive proposition. Believe in me and live forever. Again if it was just a case of spirituality this would be fine. “Do unto others…” is a good rule of thumb. I live by that. Forgiveness is probably the greatest virtue there is. Buts that’s exactly what it is -‐ a virtue. Not just a Christian virtue. No one owns being good. I’m good. I just don’t believe I’ll be rewarded for it in heaven. My reward is here and now. It’s knowing that I try to do the right thing. That I lived a good life. And that’s where spirituality really lost its way. When it became a stick to beat people with. “Do this or you’ll burn in hell.”
You won’t burn in hell. But be nice anyway.
Ricky Gervais is the writer and star of HBO’s “Ricky Gervais Out of England 2: The Stand-Up Specia
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Pacar atau Pasangan Hidup?
Seiring bertambahnya usia, pengalaman hidup makin bertambah, makin banyak pekerjaan yang akan dilakukan. Segala aktivitas kurang lengkap bila dilakukan sendiri. Kita butuh orang yang selalu disamping kita yang akan menemani kita melakukan aktivitas.
Melihat orang yang kita anggap cantik/ganteng adalah hal yang lumrah. Semua orang punya tipe tertentu yang disukai. Tapi apakah semuanya orang memilih tipe yang ia sukai untuk menjadi pacar atau bahkan pasangan hidup?
Tidak... Tidak semua orang mencari TYPE-nya!
Awalnya Anda akan terus memilih, mencari dan berteguh hati mencari 1001 kriteria yang harus dimiliki olehnya. Namun sampai pada tingkat kejenuhan, Anda akan merasa hidup ini berat, berbagai ragam sifat manusia pasti dimiliki oleh seseorang. Susah untuk menjadi sempurna walaupun Anda akan selalu berusaha menuju suatu kesempurnaan yang Anda harapkan.
Memiliki pasangan jauh dari harapan bukanlah suatu nightmare atau malapetaka. Namun akan menjadi suatu kebahagiaan yang tak terhingga nantinya, mencari kebahagiaan dalam perbedaan. Hidup ini akan lebih indah dengan adanya perbedaan bukan?!
Dengan berbeda akan berusaha untuk mengimbangi satu sama lain, akan berusaha untuk saling melengkapi. Namun tak jarang banyak yang berakhir pertengkaran dan break up. Hal inilah yang perlu dicegah dari awal sebelum Anda berkotmitmen untuk bersama.
Untuk pasangan dengan perbedaan, Anda perlu meluruskan segala macam kekurangan Anda pada pasangan. Jangan di tutup-tutupi, jujurlah pada pasangan Anda. Sehingga akan dapat menerima Anda apa adanya, mengenal Anda lebih dalam. Jangan hanya menunjukkan kehebatan Anda, kelebihan Anda, sehingga Anda terlihat sempurna didepan sang pujaan hati. Hal inilah yang sellau membuat Anda jatuh dilubang yang sama seperto keledai keledai yang lainnya.
Berusaha jujur kepada diri Anda sendiri terlebih dahulu dan dilanjutkan kepada orang lain. Jujur diawal pada calon pasangan Anda. Lebih baik tak berkomitmen dari awal bila ada perbedaan prinsip daripada harus break-up karena perbedaan prinsip. Ini masalah yang sangat klasik tapi terjadi berulang kali.
Jujur adalah inti permasalah, selalu berusaha menganggap dia adalah bagian dari keluarga sehingga seperti memiliki Anda.
Melihat orang yang kita anggap cantik/ganteng adalah hal yang lumrah. Semua orang punya tipe tertentu yang disukai. Tapi apakah semuanya orang memilih tipe yang ia sukai untuk menjadi pacar atau bahkan pasangan hidup?
Tidak... Tidak semua orang mencari TYPE-nya!
Awalnya Anda akan terus memilih, mencari dan berteguh hati mencari 1001 kriteria yang harus dimiliki olehnya. Namun sampai pada tingkat kejenuhan, Anda akan merasa hidup ini berat, berbagai ragam sifat manusia pasti dimiliki oleh seseorang. Susah untuk menjadi sempurna walaupun Anda akan selalu berusaha menuju suatu kesempurnaan yang Anda harapkan.
Memiliki pasangan jauh dari harapan bukanlah suatu nightmare atau malapetaka. Namun akan menjadi suatu kebahagiaan yang tak terhingga nantinya, mencari kebahagiaan dalam perbedaan. Hidup ini akan lebih indah dengan adanya perbedaan bukan?!
Dengan berbeda akan berusaha untuk mengimbangi satu sama lain, akan berusaha untuk saling melengkapi. Namun tak jarang banyak yang berakhir pertengkaran dan break up. Hal inilah yang perlu dicegah dari awal sebelum Anda berkotmitmen untuk bersama.
Untuk pasangan dengan perbedaan, Anda perlu meluruskan segala macam kekurangan Anda pada pasangan. Jangan di tutup-tutupi, jujurlah pada pasangan Anda. Sehingga akan dapat menerima Anda apa adanya, mengenal Anda lebih dalam. Jangan hanya menunjukkan kehebatan Anda, kelebihan Anda, sehingga Anda terlihat sempurna didepan sang pujaan hati. Hal inilah yang sellau membuat Anda jatuh dilubang yang sama seperto keledai keledai yang lainnya.
Berusaha jujur kepada diri Anda sendiri terlebih dahulu dan dilanjutkan kepada orang lain. Jujur diawal pada calon pasangan Anda. Lebih baik tak berkomitmen dari awal bila ada perbedaan prinsip daripada harus break-up karena perbedaan prinsip. Ini masalah yang sangat klasik tapi terjadi berulang kali.
Jujur adalah inti permasalah, selalu berusaha menganggap dia adalah bagian dari keluarga sehingga seperti memiliki Anda.
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