Archive for March, 2009

You are at the top of the world (Garraffo, 2009)

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

I met Prof. Garraffo this afternoon and my stubbornness almost killed an angel.

After disagreeing on multidimesionality with a lot of “I don’t get it” from both sides and confusing statements of construct…

Professor Garraffo asked again… “What is your research question?”
“What is Coopetition?” For 17737 times, I repeated it…

We were in the killing silence for a couple of minutes.
I was about to use all of Garraffo’s patience up…

But instead of getting mad, he sighed and sucked up his juice box
“Do you want it?” Suddenly he asked
I was waiting for the blast of anger and he offered me a box of juice?
“Not mine… but this…?” He insisted his offer and grabbed a new box of juice on the table next to his computer.
“This is .. what do you call it?” He showed the box, and I saw the picture of green fruit…
“Guava?” I answered (Guava??? Psidium guajava… Where was I?” Hello? Pronto?)
“No…!” He looked seriously at the juice box.
“Oh… Pear (Pyrus communis)! I corrected my answer.

– I imitated Andrea Hinata using Latin name for every living species in his story ‘Laskar Pelangi’… Pina commented, as if you wrote your story with Thesaurus and Encyclopedia. Inspiring –

“Yes…, you want it?”
“Yes, why not!” And he threw one to me, I caught it…

Professor Garraffo drank his juice.
I put my juice aside unopened and back to the battle field, continued to convince him that my unfocused research objective actually was focused. How?
Professor Garraffo cut my explanation… It was time for him to kill me - I was sure.
He waved his hands…. “No… No….!”
He took a sheet of paper and started to draw a scheme…
While drawing, he said… “Your question, Suzanna is every body’s question… When a guy come into this room, he will ask the same question! What is coopetition?”

I took my juice , opened it then gave the straw wrapper to the Professor. He put it in the rubbish bin.

I drank my juice. He continued the lecture…

“Many experts before you have not been able yet to answer that question…!”

I thought Guava juice was better than Pear juice… I put the box aside…
I concentrated on the scheme…
“Look, you… Suzanna Siregar (He write the initial of SS, I prefered SLS instead) on the top of the scheme… who are you that you are to answer that question?” I was stubbed right in my heart but now saw the reality..
“You and your question are at the top of the world…!” (Garraffo, 2009 - what a nice quotation)

“What happened with your literature list… You have already read all the literature, haven’t you?”
I nodded
“What have you learned? For example… What Lado et al (1997) did?”
I retrieved my memory… “Something about syncretic-seek behavior?”
“Yes… only this part… !” He circled the part of the scheme
I stunned…
“You can explore this other part… or this… or this….!” More circles on the drawing…
I lost my battle…
“But I want that research question… Why not answering it holistically?”
I might lose my battle but not my stubbornness… Bullheaded!!!
“You may some day… but not all at once in your thesis…! Why not rephrase the research question… What is Coopetition in the sense of . . . ?”
An angel really knew how to keep his composure…
He handed the paper, I took it…
“OK, Let’s meet again… Monday… 9:15? Remember Wednesday, you are to present your progress in front the professor committee…!” He noted the appointment on his agenda
“Yes!’
“Not only your thesis… also your Content Analysis…!”
“OK!”
On my way out, I turned back, took the juice box from the table…
“The meeting professor? What is the time?”
“9:15!”
“9:50?”
“No… 9 1 5 nine one five!”
“Ooooh….!”
He walked us - me, the scheme and my half-drank juice - to the door. We may decide not to be at the top of the world any longer…

Among Surgeons

Thursday, March 12th, 2009

Almost half of my Italian Basic Course classmates are Surgeons…

Young (modes age = 32), smart, beautiful and have the most important profession in the world, that’s how they describe themsellf…
So young… One of them even looked younger than his age (of 27.85 years)

At a cozy dinner, I had to admit to this youngest that at first I did not believe he is a doctor… no not only doctor but SURGEON because he looked precisely as the skater-boy of Avril Lavigne…

“How can I prove that I AM a SURGEON?” he asked…

Hmmm… I came with an Idea
“How about, doing an operation on me. At the end I finally will say to ‘YOU ARE A DOCTOR…’”

He seemed agree…

“Then I Die…” I finished

All the surgeons totally agreed. Bloody joke!

How could I believe they are not SURGEONS?
If their most favorite sentence of the Italian class is “Let’s SKIP the class and go to . . . ”

And when asked how they did on their medical test. A unison answer come… “Well, it’s not a matter of right or wrong, it’s about our opinion… Uh… after all, we are surgeons…!”

It is indescribably fantastic having them in the class …
Because one of them keeps on cheating, the other never writes anything, the other loves whispering as if all things are conspiracies and the only female doctor in the gang is so clever, so diligent and this fact hurts the ego of all male doctors…

They declare warm friendship to us the non-surgeons (a TV journalist - who is the wife of one of the doctor, a mathematician, 2 astronomy scientists, 2 housewives, a dedicated nurse, 2 future businesspeople, a retired chemistry engineer, a computer engineer, and a slow learner (a.k.a me))…

When, I was completely frustrated of not having any progress in my Italian…
I asked one of the Egyptian surgeon, “Should I learn Arabic, before I come to Cairo… before I can present myself (name, nationality and age - the information keep on announced in the Italian class always with mistakes… Mi chiamo Suzanna. Ho 333933 anni (Noooooo you mixed up the age with your telephone number…. Our teacher screamed and we laughed …. Sono Indonesiana))

He spontaneously replied… “No, Suzanna… just call us! We will surely guarantee you to feel at home…!”

Another doctors and all non-doctors agreed.
Wow…
We signed a friendship pact
A friendship from Catana to Cairo, Tripoli, Damascus (Oh, Saint Paul!), Gaza (Hail Holy Land!), Hanoi - the homes of the surgeons . . . to Islamabad, Madrid, Bratislava, Quebec, Moscow, Mogadishu, Dakar and Jakarta…

PS:    I have posted this notes as my Facebook Note (sorry for the redundancy!!!)

I decided to have the rhythmic signature for my emails and SMS…

Mi chiamo Suzanna, sono Indonesiana…. Na na na na

Do you like it? (Unrelated issue to the note above)

In Quest for a Construct

Thursday, March 5th, 2009

What is a construct (in term of dimensionality of a variable?) Is it a property? an element? a requirement? a motif? a reason? or all? of a dimension?

In the weekly meeting with my professor, I was lost (as usual)…

In case of a 4 quadrant-typology of Coopetition….

Castaldo and Dagnino, 2004 used Trust as construct of competition and cooperation to conclude Coopetition. Trust is a precondition of Cooperation but an exclusion of Competition.

Padula and Dagnino, 2007 used Interest Convergence as construct… Convergent interest is the reason(?) to cooperate, Divergent interest to compete.

And related to the paradoxicalness or dualism of Coopetition caused by the two different logics (of competition and cooperation), should a construct deployed (for explaining – later maybe measuring – Coopetition) be the same but with opposite ‘direction’?

(At this moment, my Professor shook his head, ‘what direction?, I don’t get it!’ He said. I said to myself… ‘I don’t get it either’… Totally lost… At that time… I thought, I miss-interpreted the term of Econometrics sign as direction? Didn’t, I? I was not sure… I am not sure)

I tried to hang on…

For example if we want to use Z as a construct, it has to satisfy these two condition:
(a) in Competition, it normally (oh concept of Normality?) values HIGH and (b) in Cooperation, LOW and vice-versa

My professor stared at me for a couple of seconds and made an affirmative gesture…
“But you have to be more precise…!’

“So, what is the construct to be observed, Professor?”
He spontaneously replied… “Any suggestion? You name it!”

Very smart answer… With that the meeting ended…

Shortly before finishing this note, I had a conversation with my beloved KSB (or Kakak for short). Kakak explained that A construct is defined to comply with the research objective(s).

We talked in several lines and came to a conclusion that in the shade of the research objective (and perspective, maybe…?) a construct can be anything of a variable, though commonly it means a part (property - element) of a variable….

Hmmm…. Sounds relieving…

So, if I go further in to multidimensionality then I will have a (or several) construct(s) separately dedicated only to unique dimension…

How we assign the construct(s) in every (i) dimension does not matter…(?)
In one dimension it can be a part of, in the other is the precondition of the variable…. … and so on…. .

As long as, a construct is backed up by firm-theoretical reasoning.
Back again to the common sense of scientific methodology…


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