I just had a most enjoyable and most fortuitous evening here. There are three seminars 'in town'. And as chance would have it some of their various participants converged on the same eatery/watering hole, where I hooked up with them. One of the seminars was for "small scale" self-employed farmers - it was apparently about marketing their produce, and moves to promote organic methods and the like. The second one was junior high school teachers on some kind of active learning training thing. The third was people with disabilities - they're on a 3 day livelihoods thing. Sounded interesting.
Anyway. To cut a long story short. We're talking about an interesting cross section here: pretty much approximately second quintile to a man and woman - the 20%-39% bracket. Poor. But noth the poorest 5th. So anyway we had this long discussion about prices and wages. And here we go. Back of a fag packet (a beer coaster, in fact, in my case, as it happens) but authentic, I reckon, and borne out by my own experience here over the last 20 or so years. Last 20 years wages have increased FIVE-FOLD - while a basket of Sembako - the nine basic foodstuffs - over those years, has increased TEN-FOLD. Example: junior high school teachers in 1990 earned 300,000 Rp +/-. per month while, at that time, a basket consisting of 1kg of each of the nine basic foodstuffs cost approximately 8,000-9,000 Rp. Fast forward to 2009 and the junior high school teachers now earns 1,500,000 Rp. an increase of near enough 500% (there's that "tide" that raises all "boats" ) and a basket of 1kg of each of the nine Sembako costs about 100,000-120,000 Rp, an increase of more than 1,000%.
Over the last 10 years the income for the quintile in question - the poor, but not the poorest fifth - has doubled, while a basket of the nine Sembako foodstuffs has increased 5x in price. In other words, the last 10 years of ostensibly cheery and encouraging progress has seen the bottom 40-60% struggle and battle and suffer endlessly, even as rich people here have done very well indeed. Ostentatiously so. This is something I already knew. But over a beer and some noodles I had this great oppportunity to chat with a few people from a few walks of life and cough up this grassroots data. I wonder what a "scientist" would make of it. Oh yes, and I got the phone numbers of a few characters too. A good, positive evening was had by all.