manusia setengah salmon
raditya dika.
he is the only indonesian writer whom i think his books worth buying.
i just got this manusia setengah salmon at a book fair i stopped by on my lunch break.
this is not a review so if you want to know more about this book, go to a book store, grab one and read it.
or just google it and you’ll find an amazing amount of people talking about that.
some people laughed at me when they saw me happily holding this book.
why?
why do people like to laugh at each other while dika gives the best example to laugh at himself that i believe only a few of us are able to.
i remember i got the same experience when i was on a job interview in a publisher.
the man from human resources laughed at me when i answered his question of “what is your favourite book?” by mentioning “every books written by raditya dika”.
if this is about taste, of course everyone has a taste of their own, then why do we act like we are the best and make a crack of anyone else.
i know i’m not innocent.
i admit i have been there, make fun of others, be the devil i’m sure everyone will hate.
i beg you an apology if i hurt you.
