The Consecrated Day Has Not Lost its Moment

Back in the days, we commemorate two special days, then, venerably. I don't want to mention the first day, pending the historical fact being disputed. But the day after the first day is known has something to do with the Pancasila and the belief in it. Many of us known them as the consecrated day of Pancasila. Although, roughly translated to sacredness ('kesaktian' in Indonesia), this consecrated day of Pancasila supposed to claim the story of the bold takeover by certain groups over another group. Since, the bad guys are always the losing side and cannot reclaim what have been accused by others in return, from October 1st 1965, we've had our own version of bad guy.

I was a product of the order who claimed to be the good guys (the new order). I went to primary school that bore the name of the victim, not the general, but the general's daughter, Ade Irma Suryani, the one who brutally murdered at the age of 5 by the group who chased her dad to the ground. Attended at the same primary school with me were the grandkids of the prime ruler of the nation then, the leader of the so called good guys group, Mr. Suharto. I was also enjoying seeing my father wearing an attire that conveys a unity uniform called "KORPRI" batik every month on 17th. But most of all, I've grown up on seeing "Pengkhianatan G30S PKI" on TV every year.

What October 1st to us? Nothing impeccable whatsoever only that we had to solemnly reflect those who had died guarding the bird (I also grew up knowing that Pancasila, the five pillars of this nation, is a bird) or at least that's what we had been told. In every academic book, mostly for the primary graders, Pancasila with the bird visualizes itself on the cover. What's the bird, ooops, Pancasila got to do with this movement? A lot. As I have now come to comprehend that Pancasila has been 'used' or placed as a gambit in the local political arena, I realized that if the bird, Pancasila, I meant, can talk, it will refuse to be uttered everyday by the product of the winning order.

As it comes to this, reading each pillar, I cannot blame the bird (alrite, let's call it the bird from now on) for losing its grip in defending the truth. The truth itself is not easily being apprehensible. Then, the moment to take its moment to be justified, then consecrating it would be the easy way out. Then, we'd experienced the procession of commemorating the October 1st as the consecrated day of the bird.

But, after the end of the order, literally, in 1998, I have stopped experiencing the festivities and the solemn processions of the new order in creating their manufactured fiction. No more, everything regarding the consecration to all of us is slowly fading away.

Lately, not that I miss the moment of solemn procession of the October 1st, but somehow, this October 1st has lost its touch moment. What's wrong with it? Nothing, it's just not a novel idea anymore of defending or consecrating something with no avail since it was only a make up. Well, any modern man may claim, indeed, that Pancasila have proven its revered status back then. To me, it is still is until now, but not toward what we've been taught (and re-thought) throughout the 32 years regime, but more to its sanctifiedness in handling the manufactured lies for more than 32 years. The bird is consecrated forever in guarding and witnessing the truth as it peels the lies one by one.