Academics suffer from not being able to convey their thoughts in language that normal people understand. I’m frustrated that the journals I read are written in a language so arcane, they should belong in wizard’s dusty grimoire kept above a tower with a fire-breathing dragon flying around on guard. Scared that I might be guilty of the same crime, this blog is here to remind me that I need to get my point across in plain English. I try to keep articles within a reasonable length (around 1,000 words) and insert a lot of references to games, books, and movies that are relevant, and of course, and not lapse into that alien language known as “Academish” (though sometimes it’s inevitable).
So, these are the records and scribbles from an aspiring academic, who had to claw his way to a Master’s degree in the ivory tower of S. Rajaratnam School of International Studies (RSIS) in Singapore. I majored in Strategic Studies, or as colloquially known, “the place where the guns-and-bombs weirdos gather”. Now, I teach a few courses in International Relations as a Junior Lecturer at President University, West Java, Indonesia. Likes gaming, watching movies, good food, and thinking about the multiple ways we can blow up the world. I’m interested in maritime security, Southeast Asian security, Indonesian foreign and domestic politics, and counterterrorism.