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    TURKEY'S LIBERALS
    by: Maureen Freely

    ProspectMagazine
    March 29, 2007

    Since its birth in 1923, the republic of Turkey has been engaged in
    a war of words with the Armenian diaspora, with the latter insisting
    that what Anatolia's Armenians suffered in 1915 was genocide. The
    Turkish state has put a lot of effort into denying that claim, both
    at home and abroad. Its allies have traditionally agreed not to "make
    an issue of it." For 82 years, the Turkish intelligentsia did the
    same. But in February 2005, the novelist Orhan Pamuk broke the taboo.

    The hate campaign to which he was then subjected was widely reported,
    both in Turkey and abroad, as was his prosecution for insulting
    Turkishness. In the nationalist press in his own country, he was
    branded a traitor. In the west, he was cast as a lone voice, and that
    is how most people here continue to see him.

    In fact, Pamuk is not alone. I know this because I grew up in Istanbul,
    and many members of my family still live there. In the late 1960s,
    I attended an American-owned lycee in Istanbul. Orhan Pamuk, who is
    my exact contemporary, and whose books I now translate, attended our
    brother school, which has since merged with my alma mater to become
    Robert College. Though we can thank these schools for giving us a
    world-class education, it carried contradictions that continue to mark
    us all. For example, Turkish nationals at the colleges were required
    to study certain subjects-history, geography, Turkish literature,
    and military science-in Turkish, and to study them as the ministry
    of education decreed.

    This involved memorisation and discouraged the intellectual inquiry
    that was so encouraged in the lessons taught by Americans. This meant
    that my classmates had almost to change personality several times
    a day.

    By mid-afternoon, we would have left our beautiful, secluded campus
    to return to a city that was ever more virulently anti-American. By
    the late 1960s, universities had become war zones, with leftist
    students fighting daily pitched battles with the police. There were
    also repeated attacks against US personnel, especially those working
    on its 17 military bases.

    In March 1971, the military stepped in to "quell anarchy and restore
    order." During its first few months of stewardship, disorder continued,
    and the public continued to be of two minds about the students. The
    turning point came in June, when a Maoist cell that may or may not
    have been acting alone kidnapped and murdered the Israeli consul. Mass
    arrests of student leftists followed, and the same pattern prevailed at
    the American university where my father taught, and where most of my
    classmates were now studying. After hearing that they had an informer
    in their midst, another Maoist cell put this traitor "on trial," found
    him guilty, chopped him up and put him into a trunk. But the girls who
    were sent to drop the trunk into the Bosphorus were caught red-handed.

    In the days that followed, just about everyone at that university
    who was associated with the student left was imprisoned. Many were
    tortured. Most were freed in an amnesty in the mid-1970s, but those
    who remained politically active were back in prison, or forced into
    exile, after the military stepped in again in September 1980.

    I wrote about all this ten years ago (Prospect, December 1996). The
    essay was reprinted in Turkey, and it lost me several friends. I
    fear they may have misunderstood my motives, and I hope that they
    will understand that the trunk murder in my new novel, Enlightenment,
    exists only in fiction. In real life, the murder remains a mystery.

    We will never know if the perpetrators were acting alone, or if they
    were aided, abetted and encouraged by an agent provocateur in league
    with one or more intelligence agencies. But in the real world, as in
    my novel (which is anchored in the present), the abiding mystery is
    my classmates' resilience. Like so many others of their generation,
    they did not just survive two bouts of imprisonment and torture; they
    picked themselves up, continued their lives and flourished, not just
    as professionals but as Turkey's leading pro-European democrats. For
    these are the people who-together with Pamuk-broke Turkey's 82-year
    ban on open discussion of the Armenian question.

    Who are they? They come for the most part from the urban bourgeoisie.

    Most are Turkish Muslims, with the complex family histories that are
    the legacy of Ottoman multiculturalism. The rest belong to Istanbul's
    Greek, Jewish or Armenian minorities. Whatever their background,
    they were all required by law to attend Turkish primary schools. Most
    moved on to study at one of the foreign lycees that were established
    during the Ottoman empire, in the mid to late 19th century, and that
    remained in place after the founding of the republic to educate its
    westernising elites. Many from this generation went on to further
    education in Europe or the US. Some returned to take up university
    posts in Turkey. Others stayed in the west.

    Seven years ago, a sociologist and former classmate of mine named Muge
    Gocek established a network of Turkish and Armenian scholars that
    aimed to open up a space wherein the intelligentsia from both sides
    of the divide could settle the Armenian question through debate and
    research. Although the organisation was based at the University of
    Michigan, many academics and writers living in Turkey were on its
    list and attended its conferences, which at first were held only
    abroad. But by 2005, a series of EU-driven reforms had given Turkey
    a new and democratic face. A cultural renaissance was under way;
    the streets of Istanbul were full of Greek and Kurdish and Armenian
    music, and its bookstores were packed with memoirs that, however
    gently, belied the official line on Turkishness. So Gocek joined
    with her colleagues and old classmates to organise a conference,
    the first in Turkey's history to allow Turkish scholars to engage
    with serious genocide research on Turkish soil, in Turkish. There was
    an outcry in the right-wing press, and in the national assembly, the
    justice minister accused the organisers of "stabbing the country in
    the back." But, after many attempts to shut it down, the conference
    went ahead, and for the 700 participants it was a cry not just for
    truth, but for reconciliation.

    But for Kemal Kerincsiz and the ultranationalist Grand Union of
    Lawyers, who staged protests outside, it was treason. We will never
    know if Kerincsiz acted alone or if he enjoyed the protection of
    ultranationalists inside the state, but we do know that he initiated
    most of the high-profile prosecutions of Turkish intellectuals for
    insulting Turkishness, organs of the state or the memory of AtatUErk.

    Having attended a few of these trials, I can tell you that Kerincsiz
    and his colleagues have used each one as an opportunity to hammer
    home the ultranationalist line, on prime-time television. Many of
    his targets-the human rights activist Murat Belge, the novelist Elif
    Shafak and the Turkish-Armenian journalist Hrant Dink-were speakers
    at the Armenian conference.

    Since 2005, according to some sources, there have been 172 prosecutions
    under the infamous article 301 (insulting Turkishness) and related
    laws. In the beginning, it was difficult for western observers to
    see the point of them, because most defendants were acquitted or had
    their cases dropped on technicalities. My own view was that we were
    seeing the first stage of a larger strategy. After Turkey's leading
    intellectuals had been publicly named and shamed for treason and
    subjected to a stream of death threats, we were being told, worse
    would follow.

    And so it did. But when Hrant Dink was assassinated outside his office
    in January, Istanbul took to the streets in record (and, I suspect,
    unanticipated) numbers. One hundred thousand people attended Dink's
    funeral, many of them carrying placards that read, "We are all Hrant,
    we are all Armenians." A backlash followed, with nationalist rallies
    and headlines declaring, "We are all Turks" and that anyone who
    wasn't should "clear out." At present, ultranationalists lack an
    electoral base: the Nationalist Action party (MHP) does not have a
    single deputy in the national assembly. But this could change when
    Turkey goes to the polls in the autumn, for the sustained campaign in
    the press against the traitors who have "sold the country to Europe
    for their own gain" has had its effect. A recent opinion poll found
    that 81 per cent disapproved of the democrats who took to the streets
    after Hrant Dink's murder.

    After one man arrested in connection with the assassination used
    the cameras outside the courthouse to advise Pamuk to "be smart,"
    Turkey's first Nobel laureate chose to leave the country. Though he
    intends to return, it may not be safe for him to do so in the short
    term: most of the other article 301 high-profile defendants remain
    under police guard. In the meantime, even those who live abroad are
    not immune to harassment or worse. The Turkish scholar Taner Akcam
    has been repeatedly harassed during the US publicity tour for his
    recent book on 1915 (A Shameful Act), and he was detained for four
    and a half hours at Montreal airport.

    A small band of columnists-some of them with strong establishment
    links-are urging Turkey to stop fighting the genocide resolution that
    the Armenian diaspora have introduced in the US legislature. Others
    are calling for the opening of Turkey's border with Armenia. Several
    hundred writers are taking part in a co-ordinated civil disobedience
    campaign, in which groups present themselves to prosecutors, repeat
    the statements for which Dink was prosecuted and ask to be prosecuted
    also. Many have chosen to write for Agos, the Turkish-Armenian
    newspaper that Dink edited. Though its primary audience is Turkey's
    70,000 Armenians, it now serves as the symbolic centre of Turkey's
    democracy movement.

    In the west, Dink was known mainly as a campaigner for Armenian
    rights. Inside Turkey, he was known as a campaigner for all suppressed
    minorities, Muslim and non-Muslim. In the months to come, we can
    expect the democracy movement to carry on his work. And we can expect
    counterattacks from the ultranationalists. The death threats will
    continue. Those under police guard will continue to wonder just how
    far they can trust their protectors. There will be more rumours and
    more assassinations. As the Kurdish problem deepens, we can expect
    more democrats to be denounced as PKK sympathisers and terrorists,
    and perhaps prosecuted under Turkey's newly strengthened anti-terror
    law. These are scary times-particularly for those of us who remember
    how the army marched in to smash the intelligentsia following the
    coups of 1971 and 1980. But these democrats are not naive. They
    know what a prison cell looks like. They have had their principles
    tested by the electric truncheon. Like the characters in my novel,
    they understand the game. So the story isn't over. Despite the rise
    of ultranationalism, there is still hope.

    >From the Prospect archive

    Jonny Dymond on AtatUErk; cngel Gurria-Quintana interviews Orhan Pamuk
    www.prospect-magazine.co.uk

    From: Emil Lazarian | Ararat NewsPress
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