Everyday Indonesians need change, not more identity politics

When Cindy was 15, she saw a killing in front of her school in broad daylight. A group of gangsters got into a fight and the victim, a young man only slightly older than her, was stabbed to death. No one lifted a finger to help.
“It was gangster business, you didn’t interfere if you knew what was good for you”, she explains.
“By the time the police arrived, there was only a corpse.
“Moments like that make me remember what my mother told me: ‘Trust in Allah….