Being silenced in Ubud
Andina Dwifatma ; The writer lectures at the School of
Communication, Atma Jaya Catholic University, Jakarta; Her short story, “One
season, and the next”, is published in 17,000 Islands of Imagination: A
Bilingual Anthology of Indonesian Writing,
launched at this year’s Ubud
Writers and Readers Festival
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JAKARTA
POST, 11 November 2015
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The recent Ubud
Writers and Readers Festival (UWRF) 2015 controversy raises the question:
Whatever happened to our much-vaunted freedom of speech?
Three discussion
sessions related to communism and 1965 were canceled, including a panel on
Bali in 1965, a screening of The Look of Silence by Joshua Oppenheimer, and a
photo exhibition of The Act of Killing on 1960s survivors.
I was a participant in
the Emerging Writers program. The cancelled discussions extended to other
issues that could potentially “disturb the public peace” — or at least that
was what local authorities seemed to think.
The discussion of
Bali’s reclamation plan was canceled, so was a book launch by fellow author
Eliza Vitri Handayani.
Eliza, a novelist who
for some time lived in Norway, has written a book about her youth in the
early reform period in 1998, entitled From Now On Everything Will Be
Different. She talked about neither communism nor 1965 in the book.
During the event Eliza
walked around wearing a T-shirt depicting scenes from her novel, and handed
out her name cards explaining the cancelation of her book launch.
A rather unique case
occurred regarding the canceled launch of the novel The Crocodile Hole by
Saskia Wieringa, a lecturer in Amsterdam and a researcher on gender studies.
It was canceled evidently because the content included Gerwani (Gerakan
Wanita Indonesia, or Indonesian Women’s Movement) one of the largest
Indonesian women’s organizations in the 1950s and 1960s, and an affiliate of
the Indonesian Communist Party.
Cleverly, the Yayasan
Jurnal Perempuan (Women’s Journal Foundation), the novel’s publisher, moved
the event to Nuri’s Nacho Mama’s restaurant, near a main venue of the
festival.
Police and
intelligence agents monitored the event, some in plain clothes and taking
pictures of everyone. A friend who was there asked one of them what the
pictures were for and his answer was simply “documentation”.
However, the show
passed off well because organizers told the local authorities that it was a
mere luncheon where people were free to talk about anything.
Couldn’t the festival
committee have used similar tactics? At the opening press conference,
Indonesia program manager I Wayan Juniartha said local authorities had not
directly prohibited selected discussions, but only refered to certain rules
and advised them to cancel them, otherwise the whole festival could have been
in jeopardy.
I believe the
committee did everything it could with the best interests at heart. However,
I cannot help but wonder if there was any way to do more, to fight more, to
keep more of the events. Panel names could be replaced. Some things may have
had to be compromised, but to just cancel all discussions that might worry
authorities was very unfortunate.
The panel discussion
on Bali’s planned reclamation, for example, was the least we could do for
Bali’s best interests.
Perhaps the panel
could not provide practical solutions, but at least they could have conveyed
the concerns of local intellectuals (participants in the “writers and readers
festival”, right?) to the people of Bali, where the event was held. If this
could not be done, maybe we should not bother talking about history and
reconciliation, among themes mentioned by the organizers.
The reason used by
local authorities to advise the committee to cancel some sessions was also
questionable. One panel discussion about Papua did make it through this
so-called censorship, featuring Papuan journalist and novelist Aprila Wayar.
I was present there, and Aprila talked loudly and forcefully about injustices
in Papua.
Aprila repeatedly
declared that Papua does not benefit from its status as part of Indonesia.
There was no intelligence agent present during the discussion.
Festivals like the
UWRF should be an arena of free expression, of exchanging ideas and
experiences. Not only about literature, but also social and political
contexts, because literature should not and need not be separated from them.
It is precisely by involving as many elements of the community as possible
that the festival gets its meaning.
The issue of communism
and the year of 1965 has always been full of controversy. Screenings of
Oppenheimer’s movie are almost always banned, yet many campuses and
communities across Indonesia have managed to screen it anyway, and they
clearly have neither greater resources nor funds than the UWRF.
This year’s festival
made me realize that the issue is not merely censorship of discussion of
communism and 1965. It is not about a case of cracking open an old wound or a
reconstruction of history.
It is far bigger than
that: we are being silenced. We are being denied our rights as citizens to
discuss what is important to us. When voting for President Joko “Jokowi “
Widodo, I never imagined people in certain regions in this country would not
be able to discuss their own problems in a festival held in their own land.
Even more troubling is
to guess in which direction we are heading as a nation. ●
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