"This is my girlfriend Jane, she's from England...so, come over here, you have a girlfriend? Cause she's horny tonight!"
First things first: I know this is a cafe, I know it's near midnight, I know I've come alone, I know I'm an expat, a male expat.
Now, lady, let's talk (here comes the 'but')
I do realize that, around Jakarta, one tends to come across plenty of expatriates, generally in closed groups that include a minimal percentage of locals (mostly girls), usually speaking the most broken Indonesian possible, if at all, and roaming from cafe to cafe in the holy quest for boose and bosom.
I also take in consideration that you are now, as you just told me, thirty-one years-old, that you speak fluently several languages, make a wealthy living out of your own job and spend half your time in Europe or the Middle East.
Regarding all that, why would you think that by being alone in that cafe, and merely being what I am, I would not be more contained than, say, a stray dog?
Lady, you annoy me. I'll be over there, that's where you shouldn't go.
As what you just asked me is still dipped in adrenalin (yes, being treated as a gigolo tends to annoy me), I am thinking...
I once had to deal with seven drunk Afghans who swore they heard me scream death to their country, rescuing a lost and oh so innocent girl being dragged down the street (do not look for the metaphor, there is none) by a man thinking she was a prostitute, corrupt and probably fake policemen, and many, many more edgy situations.
But why does what you said upset me more than all the previous awkward/potentially dangerous situations I just thought of?
Because you made me realize three things:
1) Too many wealthy, educated, articulate people I have met in Indonesia ended up at the very top of my list of Reliable Sources Of Crass Prejudice and Downright Xenophobia. I can quote "I hate Chinese" and "You foreigners are only interested in sex" as the two best ranking statements, and my all time favorite "Eating is difficult" (apparently, so is thinking).
2) Too many foreigners go out in groups of liquor-dipped,self content neo-colonials. I am not that closed minded, but what I have heard makes me regret being white;
I quote again" Living in Jakarta is so easy when you're white", "Indonesian girls are easy", "Local girls, meh, just throw in the money and you'll get one". I can go on, it comes in many flavors.
3) The only people to have actually screwed me (pardon my French) in nearly five years in Indonesia are expats. Examples?
The only thing someone has ever tried to steal from me in the last five years is my hat. That expat girl she just took it. I got it back by running to her taxi.
The only fight I ever had in Indonesia was with a very drunk English speaking white male who did urinate in the kitchen of my friend's cafe.
No local has never said anything aggressive after I made eye contact with them (I don't usually do that on purpose anyway). Foreigners? Too many times.
How many is too many? Too many is when a situation happens so often you start seeing a pattern, and are tempted to generalize.
Shall I stop here? Yes indeed, with a conclusion though.
To all expatriate living in there, time to learn the language and see what's happening outside your circles. You have the privilege of living in one of the most active city in the world, a fascinating place where everything can and does happen, all the time. Don't waste it, navel gazing is bad for your health.
To all the wealthy, educated, articulate people who are still dumb enough to ignore their lack of knowledge about [insert race here], same advice, go out and meet people.
If you've done that already, you are probably sharing my thoughts.
To you, lady, since you and your friends are the ones passing the "too many" limit (congrats), here is, as a reminder, a list of fact you guys should refer to as a truth:
- Not all expat are alcohol-guzzling perverts
- Not all local girls are gold digging man eaters
I guess that's all, folks. Don't worry, I still love you all, wherever you're from ;)
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