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    Today's Zaman, Turkey
    Jan 3 2007

    I am from Trabzon, but not one of those...

    by KERIM BALCI

    Identifying oneself with a hometown is a human need. Being from a
    certain city provides a person a reference point to give meaning to
    the world. `I am from this and that place' refers to a consciousness
    standing in this and that place and perceiving the surrounding
    realities from the angle that place supplies. In many languages, the
    relationship between `temporal-spatial reality' of the self and
    `cognitive meaning given to the world around that self' is reflected
    in the words: stand-understand in English and mawqif-wuquf with the
    same meanings in Arabic.
    Identifying with a city as a hometown, with a country as a fatherland
    or with the geography of a religion as the Holy Land is not only
    about the nostalgic backlash of memory nor about a social mechanism
    to relate to other `co-placer.' It is about who you are. You not only
    identify yourself with a place; you make it a part of your identity.
    And the perceived identity of your city, your country, may stick onto
    your identity in an unpleasant way. This was the main reason why the
    Greek philosopher Diogenes, who, upon being asked to give the name of
    the city-state in which he had been brought up, responded with the
    remark that he was a citizen of the world: cosmopolitan. If you are
    not an Athenian in Athens, it is better to be cosmopolitan, he should
    have thought.
    Well, I am from Trabzon. I was born and raised in Samsun, but my
    reference point in life, my identity has always been
    Trabzon-centered. The perceived image of this city has suddenly
    turned to an ultranationalist, violent and lawless one. This
    pejorative image spread so quickly that many from Trabzon feel the
    need to say `I am from Trabzon, but...' This is the same apologetic
    feeling I observed in Muslims of the West after 9/11. Deep inside
    every Muslim in the West was an imposed sense of guiltiness.
    Ogün Samast, an ideologically poisoned and manipulated young man from
    Trabzon, murdered Turkish-Armenian journalist Hrant Dink two weeks
    ago. Within those two weeks, Trabzon was put under inquiry by the
    police and politicians and worst of all, by journalists. Some had
    neo-Marxist ideas that economic inequalities were pushing the youth
    to marginal ideologies and violence. Others were more thinking more
    in terms of social psychology, claiming that as a frontier city
    against Russian and Georgian Christian influence, Trabzon developed a
    nationalist version of Islamism. There were more to-the-point
    analyses of the inner dynamics of Turkish educational politics and
    the influence of `Almancis,' the second and third generation Turks
    who settled as workers in Germany and other European countries.
    None dared to say that this was an isolated case, and stereotyping
    all the people from Trabzon on the basis of two or three cases is as
    silly as this joke: An imam in Rize, a neighboring city, had recited
    the call for evening prayer during a Ramadan earlier than he should
    have. Since this call is also the call for breaking the fast, all the
    people of Rize broke their fasts earlier than they should have.
    Later, the Mufti of the city decided that this early fast-breaking
    was unacceptable and made a public call to the people of Rize to fast
    one day extra as a substitute for that day. To his astonishment, he
    received calls from people of Rize who were settled in Germany on
    whether they should also fast that extra day.
    Tragicomic as it is, the sense of guilt among the people of Trabzon
    is almost the same. What happens to me when I, as a person born and
    raised in Samsun but who has visited Trabzon only twice in my life,
    feel a necessity to say that I am not of those radicals? This feeling
    itself is more dangerous than the fact that there are some marginal
    groups in this wonderfully beautiful city, my hometown...

    From: Emil Lazarian | Ararat NewsPress
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