Category Archives: Turkish Treats

The Karlov assassination: Who’s responsible, and what it all means

Cenk Uygur, who is Turkish himself, breaks down what happened in Ankara two days ago. Russian ambassador Andrey Karlov was gunned down during a presentation at an art gallery by an off-duty riot policeman, who had disguised himself as a … Continue reading

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The terrorists have won.

In Ankara, Turkey. Twice. In Berlin, Germany. In Washington, DC, USA. And oh yeah: In Naples, Italy, THIS happened. Brace yourselves, kiddies, the new year is looking shitty already, and we’re not even there yet.

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Germany: Quote satire, get arrested?

If you’re the chief of the Pirate Party of Berlin, and the satire mocks the very thin-skinned president of Turkey, the answer is apparently yes: And of course, this has NOTHING to do with Europe’s attempt to get Turkey to … Continue reading

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Chris Alexander, refugee killer

Chris Alexander killed little Alan Kurdi. Alan is the three-year-old Syrian boy whose drowned body, washed up on a Turkish beach, has been plastered all over the media, Facebook, Twitter, you name it. His mother, Reham, and older brother Galib, … Continue reading

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Music for a Sunday: Nobody’s business but the Turks’…

For all the people in Istanbul (not Constantinople) who are protesting again. I wish I knew how to say “Keep up the good fight” in Turkish.

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How Turkish cops deal with a bad case of butthurt

They threaten you with gas. And not just tear gas: Whoa there, fella, careful with the not-silent-but-still-deadly stuff. All kidding aside, though, I don’t think these officers realize that there is such a thing as defying immoral orders. And that’s … Continue reading

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Festive Left Friday Blogging: Resistanbul!

So, I guess you’ve been wondering what’s been going on in Turkey lately. Well, THIS has: Demonstrators in Taksim Square sing “Bella Ciao”, the Italian antifascist anthem, in Turkish, accompanied by Davide Martello on grand piano. And here’s a little … Continue reading

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