THE scenes six years ago are like a flashback in the memory of Jacob Nuwa Wea on the eve of every end-July: it started with a phone call in his office at 9am. He promptly grabbed his car key and dashed off to Menteng, Central Jakarta. But he found blocked roads there. He managed to park his car at a hotel in the Cikini area. Then in the scorching afternoon sun, he strode perspiring to the head office of the Indonesian Democratic Party (PDI) at Ja