Today, January 19th 2010, it has been 3 years that Hrant Dink was brutally murdered. He was assassinated after years of being threatened, being ridiculed and hated upon. This was brought upon by nationalist, racist and fascist people, government and law. Till now only 5 people are under prosecution but there hasn’t been a verdict yet. It also seems clear that not only those 5 people are responsible for the murder of Hrant Dink.
Many more persons and even institutions inside the Turkish Republic are as such responsible. First and foremost for not protecting Hrant Dink for his right of freedom of speech and as one of the biggest fighters for Democracy in this country. But also for making it possible that there was a flood of hate against the man that only had the best in sight for a country that also he considered his home although he was from Armenian-Turkish descendant and therefor the victim of much racism. They are also responsible for hindering justice for the culprits behind the murder are still protected by those people and institutions and even are part of those very institutions that would make up this pretense of a democracy.
Thousands have stood, listening to friends and family of Hrant, this morning on the place where he fell. Thousands have walked Istiklal to ask for justice this evening. As they have done for several moments during these past 3 years. But still the culprits of the murder. The murder of the pretense of democracy. Are not even punished. They are being protected by whatever state calls itself a democracy. A democracy that can not even provide justice in a murder-case where evidence is very clear. Very clear that this Republic is rotten. Rotten by hatred. Rotten by the murder of innocents.
It is time that this passes. That this is cleaned up. That justice prevails. That democracy shines its light upon this country and that the hatred can be shot instead of those who want to bring peace and understanding. For Hrant. Because we’re all Hrant in this country. We’re all oppressed. We’re all Armenian.
An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.
Politics in Turkey is very different that I’m used to in Belgium or even Western Europe. And if for one thing being active in a European Political Federation is that is very informative about the sense of politics. Politics as in political parties. Politics as in a parliamentary democracy. Politics between right- and left-wing policies.
And in those things politics in Turkey is very different. In every sense.
It might be very strange to understand for anybody who is used to any kind of Western European kind of politics but it is so. I only hope that by writing this down I don’t seem too much like a spoiled Western European brat who knows things so much better. A kinder manner of neo-imperialism.
But things in Turkey are very different indeed. For one there seems to be no such thing as a difference between political parties. All of them seem to be very nationalistic minded, militaristic and conservative. There seems to be no such thing as a difference as in conservatives, liberals, socialists and progressives.
If there’s any difference then that should be that between black and white. There is no such thing as a grey area of politics. You’re either in favor or against. No middle way at all. And in such extremist surroundings it doesn’t even make sense to be grey. Not at all. No sense at all. Because that only confuses. And confusion in the field of politics, or for whatever else that matters is just not done in Turkish society.
This black or white thinking also makes it impossible to ever think about a parliamentary democracy. The closure of any Kurdish party (the only worthy opposition party possible) has shown this. Seven Kurdish parties have been closed down this way. Because they were against a majority thinking Because they were against a Turkish nationalistic approach. Because they defended a minority (maybe only the biggest minority in the Turkish Republic, but still). And this is unsettling in what should be considered a democracy. This is actually not even worth to be called a democracy when parties that stand up for minority rights are abolished just because of that. And all other reasons given are just crap.
Also the complete lack of something that could be considered a a left-wing party in the Turkish Republic is completely strange. Because no matter how progressive a party may seem here, it is always overshadowed by nationalism, by militarism or by clear racism. There is as such no such thing as critical thinking. And that is something that is needed to be left-wing, to be progressive. To be able to change.
And therefor I fear that this way of politics, that has drowned society, or that is maybe a result of the societies wishes, maybe never really ready for democracy. Or even the illusion of democracy. Because democracy as such takes courage to think differently. To be in acceptance of minimal change.
It’s very clear. We as a global community are not done yet. There’s loads of work to be done when it comes to tackling Climate Change. And it’s very clear that our ‘World Leaders’, political leaders from around the Globe and the UN have failed during the Climate Change Negotiations In Copenhagen. Whilst they promised us solutions they have only brought further destruction on our Climate. On our Future. On our survival.
They had their moment. Copenhagen was supposed to be that moment. that moment when we as a global community could go for a fair, ambitious and legally binding agreement that would stop Climate Change. But they didn’t take up that moment and make it into an opportunity. That whilst time is running out. Fast. Because it is about our Future. Our Climate. Our Survival.
Therefor it is of utmost importance to pressure our so-called leaders or become leaders ourselves by civil society and act now. Act in Bonn and Act in Mexico City.
The only thing that matters is that you are able to tell yourself that you want it and that you want it irrevocably! What? That you want to take part in life, instead of being an observer; that you want to make decisions about when to say no to evil – in brief, that you will have civil courage at the appropriate moment.
Svetlana Broz – Essays On Civil Courage ‘Having What It Takes’
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This is something strange. It’s something I’m not sure I understand nor if I want to understand. It’s something so deeply rooted it’s even quite worrying. And it even might be fucked up. But at the same time it might just be me reacting on the cultural chock I’m living through since moving to Istanbul.
In Turkish society even the people calling themselves a-political are very much political. Everybody has an opinion on what is happening. Everybody. No exception possible. It either be a nationalistic (many), either anarchistic (very few) or leftish (very few as well). It’s incredible as people are opinionated. To the very extreme. It’s either you’re in favor or you’re against something and with that that very person who stand for those idea’s. It’s very much black or white. There seems no existence of the color gray. No fucking way.
And people are not afraid to come out and talk about their opinions. About their ideology. Not afraid at all. There’s so much openness about it it might be impossible to comprehend. But it seems that this goes hand in hand with the polarization between ideologies. Between black and white.
This makes it very strange that in a different part of people all is hidden. The part that isn’t politics but is our personal emotional behavior. And when I write hidden I actually mean Hidden. Completely covered up. Non accessible. Not at all.
It’s like people are too afraid to describe, to even talk or think about what is going on inside them. What they are feeling. What they are experiencing. That is something that is not in accordance with that crazy openness about everything that is political.
It makes one wonder how complete this society or even an individual is when there’s only polarization on the political level of life and there is no talk of what is going on in our heart. Can this then really be a society where respect and love is present? When there’s so little of that respect and love for each other actually shown between individuals? Or maybe it’s all about politics here. Nothing about love. Nothing about the heart.
Feeling wise it seems the best way to move on from Copenhagen is to state that whatever happened in Copenhagen should remain there. A secret. Something less than perfect that needs no attention. A failure of the worst kind. Something that was supposed to be so good but turned into humanity’s worst nightmare.
This should be kept under wraps. We’re humans as it is. We would like to cover things up. Not see the truth. Live in an illusion. An illusion that we might keep till things come falling, crumbled, down upon our own little not-understanding heads. Should we? Can we? Will we be able to?
The outcome of Copenhagen was disastrous. Fuck, it even was disastrous the whole 12 days it lasted. It was already when it started an atrocity. With the leakking of the ‘Danish Text’ it held the promise of a difficult and hard Conference. That whilst the survival of our climate had to depend on it. Yet the text made the Bella Center buzz with outrage and opposition, especially from the Global South witch would have been threatened in existence and development. The true hero that stood up against all this shit from the developed countries was the little island state of Tuvalu. Because the mere survival of Tuvalu depended upon a fair, ambitious and legally binding agreement to come out of here. With the sea levels rising it is only a matter of a decade or so before the whole country of Tuvalu will be under the waves.
Many of these sad and depressing were being told inside the Bella Center by their delegates and civil society present there. How Climate Injustice also keeps gender injustice in powerful. How droughts were hitting parts of the African continent. How more than 900 million people depend upon the water of geltsjers that are now melting.
But all this apparently didn’t matter for those that were supposed to be our leaders. They kept distance. They kept silent. Or they kept on lying and making all these promises that they knew they wouldn’t keep. The EU and USA were cut out to do that job. They kept on skimming with malicious leaked texts, damaging meetings in Brussels and treating Global South and civil society delegates as trash.
They didn’t want to hear the facts, nor the voices of the thousands marching outside the Conference Center and all around the world on the 12th to ask for Climate Justice. They went on the path they most probably already agreed upon before. To screw the Conference. And they were helpfully assisted the officials of the UNFCCC and the Danish Police forces.
Any opposition to what was going on, anything that even smelled like what would take to fight Climate Change was crushed. Either by Civil Society’s delegate numbers being demolished, Either by the protesters outside being beaten up, arrested, Pepper sprayed or held in the cold for hours. Either by complete ignoring the Global South. Those ones that have caused this current climate crisis the least but will be affected the first and the worst.
They. The Developed Countries. The West. They have ridiculed any outcome of The Climate Change Conference. They have made it fail. They looked out for their own national best interests. The protection of their lifestyle. The safeguarding of their economies.
Could this be worth covering up?
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