I woke up one morning. 3:15 a.m. Wide awake. Not from rest, but from restlessness. The kind that builds when you’ve seen too much and heard even more—yet nothing really said anything.
The night before, I had watched endless noise—YouTube rants, political debates, talk shows where shouting is currency.Politicians attacking each other. Hosts chasing ratings. Media twisting facts into drama. It wasn’t news. It wasn’t leadership. It wasn’t for the people.
And at that hour, in that silence, I told myself:
This has to stop. And I will fight it—my way.
Years ago, I took over two newspapers from a welldone Publiseher and her Family, iby Herahati Diah: Merdeka and The Indonesian Observer. We told the truth. But I saw what was coming. Even in the early 2000s, print was fading. I let them go.
Then, in 1999, I found a new medium. I became Indonesia’s first podcaster, long before podcasting became fashionable. I interviewed leaders—Luhut Binsar Pandjaitan, Kwik Kian Gie, President Habibie, President Gus Dur, President Megawati Soekarno Putri, Ministers, Politicians, Proffesors, Artists, intellectuals, and changemakers, Ex-Convicts. It was real. It was raw. And it mattered.
But as with everything authentic, it was soon copied, commodified, diluted. I walked away. Again.
Now, I return. Not to relive the past—but to reshape the future.
I have launched the Indonesian National Herald—a bold digital voice that informs, inspires, and uplifts. It’s a platform for serious thought, not cheap theatrics. It’s journalism without compromise.
And it’s just the beginning.
Because soon, I will also launch RIBMA—Rakyat Indonesia Berhak Maju. The People of Indonesia Deserve to Progress. RIBMA is not just media. It’s a mission. It’s digital. It’s direct. It’s driven by values. No printing presses. No middlemen. Just voices. Just stories. Just impact. I have the network. Over 400,000 followers. I don’t need distribution.
The people will distribute what they believe in. If the message is right, it will travel far.
Because I believe in something many seem to have forgotten—
That Indonesia is worth fighting for.
Too many governments. Too many news agencies. Too many television stations, both here and abroad, are obsessed with tearing this country down. But I choose to build it up.
This is how I fight back. With stories. With vision. With truth. Alone? Mayb? But never lonely.
Because I know what I’m doing. I know where I stand. And this—right here—is
MEDIA, MY WAY