Cracked like a watermelon?
Murat Belge, a critical intellectual commented in his latest column that he has never seen Turkey so divided. NOwadays, different metaphors are in circulation, such as “we are all in the same ship”. Or divisions, I will use the watermelon metaphor. Nowadays, Turkey a non-hegemonic state/society complex, experiencing one of its strongest turbulences in which all sides retreated back to their trenches, and ready for the final countdown. The latest process is simply threatening the AKP to be banned and its highest echelons to be sidelined. The Constitutional Court, according to many in the AKP, under this legal constellation would eventually be shut down, and every harsh critic nowadays would just lead the AKP to make simply more mistakes which can be used in the process.
One of the alternatives discussed is that the CHP plays the role of the “saviour of the democracy” the role of an interlocutor and sides with Erdogan, with one definitive condition, that of retreating from the “headscarf” issue, and in their terminology to play with the secular fundamentals of the Republic. of course this is something which AKP would not accept according to me. we will see the process but I guess, first, the AKP would try to calm down the process. try to get away from this image of a “lame duck” and show strength and reflect this to the upcoming local elections, and bring the issue to a popular referendum. of course such an attempt would lead the way to the above image of the cracked watermelon.
lets see..
Apocalypse Now
Kurtz: We train young men to drop fire on people. But their commanders won’t allow them to write “fuck” on their airplanes because it’s obscene!
Kurtz: Did they say why, Willard, why they want to terminate my command?
Willard: I was sent on a classified mission, sir.
Kurtz: It’s no longer classified, is it? Did they tell you?
Willard: They told me that you had gone totally insane, and that your methods were unsound.
Kurtz: Are my methods unsound?
Willard: I don’t see any method at all, sir.
Kurtz: I expected someone like you. What did you expect? Are you an assassin?
Willard: I’m a soldier.
Kurtz: You’re neither. You’re an errand boy, sent by grocery clerks, to collect a bill.
Kurtz: I worry that my son might not understand what I’ve tried to be. And if I were to be killed, Willard, I would want someone to go to my home and tell my son everything. Everything I did, everything you saw, because there’s nothing that I detest more than the stench of lies. And if you understand me Willard, you will do this for me.
Hubert: You are fighting for the biggest nothing in history.
Lt. Carlsen: You’re in the asshole of the world, Captain!
Jean Luq Godard’s “Masculin Feminin”
Paul: Kill a man and you’re a murderer. Kill thousands and you’re a conqueror. Kill everyone and you’re a god.
Elisabeth: I don’t think God exists.
Paul: We shall see.
Robert: Ever notice there’s the word “mask” in masculine? And also “ass”?
Paul: And in feminine?
Robert: Nothing.
Mr. Koala: There is also mass – line
In Feminine , in turkish there is “nine” which means grandmother 
Scene title: This film should be called “The Children of Marx and Coca-Cola.”
Paul: How’s it going?
Robert: [Seated at cafe table] Terrible!
Paul: What’s wrong?
Robert: I’m saying things are terrible until 10:00.
Paul: [To the waiter] An espresso.
[To Robert]
Paul: It’s 10.05 now.
Robert: Really? Then everything’s all right.
Jean Luq Godard’s “Alphaville”
Professor Von Braun: Men of your type will soon become extinct. You’ll become something worse than dead. You’ll become a legend.
Alpha 60: What is the privilege of the dead?
Lemmy Caution: To die no more.
Lemmy Caution: I refuse to become what you call normal.
Alpha 60: What is your religion?
Lemmy Caution: I believe in the inspirations of conscience.
Alpha 60: I shall calculate so that failure is impossible.
Lemmy Caution: I shall fight so that failure is possible.
Guy Ritchie’s Revolver
Jake Green: The greatest enemy will hide in the last place you would ever look.
Jake Green: There is something about yourself that you don’t know. Something that you will deny even exists, until it’s too late to do anything about it. It’s the only reason you get up in the morning. The only reason you suffer the shitty puss, the blood, the sweat and the tears. This is because you want people to know how good, attractive, generous, funny, wild and clever you really are. Fear or revere me, but please, think I’m special. We share an addiction. We’re approval junkies. We’re all in it for the slap on the back and the gold watch. The hip-hip-hoo-fuckin’ rah. Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy. Shine on you crazy diamond, because we’re just monkeys wrapped in suits, begging for the approval of others.
Jake Green: The greatest enemy will hide in the last place you would ever look.
Jake says “nothing hurts more than humiliation and a little money loss”.
