Tag: Turkish Army

  • PEA-BRAINS ON PARADE

    PEA-BRAINS ON PARADE

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    Harp Okulu Öğrencisi, Mustafa Kemal. (1899-1902)

    17 March 2014

    Today, the Black Sea rages red.
    Today, the missiles of the west tremble in anticipation.
    And today, the Turkish navy sends a task force on a three-month circumnavigation around Africa.
    How nice.
    In the face of great strategic uncertainty and dangerous border vulnerability, such is what passes for a strategic maneuver.
    Such is the condition of military thinking in the demolished Turkish military.
    How sad.
    The Turkish military, the true founder of modern Turkey.
    It had hurled the western occupying imperialist powers into the sea.
    The Turkish military, the pride of Atatürk.
    But that was then. And today is today. And the general staff now bow their collective heads to the politicians. Bow their heads!

    “Don’t fall into the temptation of trying to please pea-brains,” said Mustafa Kemal to his fellow officer, Ahmet Cemal, in 1910. “If you condescend to gain strength from the favor of this or that man, you may get it at present, but you’ll have a rotten future.”

    Today, Turkey is already experiencing such a rotten future. And we already know the pea-brains.

    Today, I learned that one of the pea-brains decreed that Turkish military cadets may no longer apply to West Point. Extremely competitive, acceptance there requires sponsorship by the government. Instead they will be applying to the Chinese and Korean academies. This is a major shift in Turkish foreign policy. This is a de-westernization of its best and brightest youth.
    And then I thought of my first meeting with Mustafa Kemal.

    My senior year at West Point, the winter of 1962.
    I am fully absorbed in a course entitled The History of the Military Art.
    We are now studying World War I. Except for its first few weeks of brilliant German maneuvers, it’s a blood-ridden, boring stalemate, a slaughterhouse in the trenches.

    One day after class, I visit the Cadet Bookstore.

    I see Gallipoli, by Alan Moorehead, an Australian by birth.
    I purchase it, outside reading never hurts.
    Moorehead introduces Kemal to me on page nine:

    “There was one name, more important than all the rest, that is missing from the list of guests at Harold Nicholson’s dinner party.” (Nicholson was junior secretary in the British Embassy)

    “He waited in resentful claustrophobia for the opportunity that never came.”

    “Through all these chaotic years it was Kemal’s galling fate to take orders from this man.” (Enver)

    “No one in his wildest dreams would have imagined that half a century later Kemal’s name would be reverenced all over Turkey, that every child at school would know by heart the gaunt lines of his face, the grim mouth and the washed eyes, while his spectacular rival would be all but forgotten.”

    Who was this Kemal?  My professors had never mentioned him, nor had our textbooks. We had studied Napoleon and Lee and Stonewall Jackson and Grant and Eisenhower and Guderian and Rommel and MacArthur. But about this Kemal, not a word.

    I could not stop reading my new book, Page 129: “It was at this point that Mustafa Kemal arrived.” (It was at Chanuk Bair.)
    “Kemal’s astonishing career as a commanding officer dates from this moment.”
    And from this point, the book “belongs” to Mustafa Kemal.

    His “air of inspired desperation.”

    His “fanatical attack on the Anzac beachhead all afternoon.”

    His  reconnaissance during the cease fire: “It was even said that Kemal had disguised himself as a sergeant and had spent the whole nine hours with various burial parties close to the Anzac trenches.”

    His detailed journal: “He always sees the battle from a fresh point of view.”

    His prophecy of the landing at Suvla: “From the 6th August onwards the enemy’s plans turned out just as I expected. I could not imagine the feelings of those who, two months before, had insisted on not accepting my explanations….They had allowed the whole situation to become critical and the nation to be exposed to very great danger.”  

    Mustafa Kemal, the savior, the father, the inspiration of the Turkish people, or at least those who are able to comprehend his genius.

    And so I graduated from West Point and did my duty.
    And so went the years and the decades and by a quirk of fate I came to Turkey.
    And then I read another book: Atatürk: The Biography of the Founder of Modern Turkey by Andrew Mango.

    And after that I read more and more books about this splendid man and I read his writings too. And I realized how my earlier education at West Point had been severely flawed.
    Why?
    Because Atatürk was the exemplar of the soldier-statesman we all should have studied and emulated. My god, he had won and built a nation. He had defeated the dark-minded forces that had enslaved the minds of Turkish men and women for centuries. He was a liberator beyond compare. Military, political, social, economical, educational, philosophical, cultural…he had mastered and implemented all the arts of modernization. He had given to all an explosive burst of genuine freedom. Indeed, he had set the way to an incomparable secular, democratic, republic of Turkey. And we, in the greatest military academy in the world, failed to know anything about him!

    How I wish now that sixty years ago I had a Turkish cadet classmate at West Point. How he could have inspired us all with the full story of Mustafa Kemal Atatürk. And how enlightening it would have been for West Point and the “West.”

    One night soon after I had arrived in Turkey, I went to a concert at the AKM.  AKM stands for the Atatürk Cultural Center. It was a splendid concert auditorium with a vast stage for theater and ballet. It has since been left to ruin by the abominable government that now rules this fast-fading country. Outside were parked numerous buses. Inside was a contingent of cadets from a local military high school. I struck up a conversation. They all spoke perfect English.

    “So what’s next for you guys?” I asked.
    “I’m going to West Point next year,” one answered with a confident pride.
    “Really?” I said, “I went there.”
    He was as surprised as I was.
    He was a solid kid, like all of them, facing an uncertain future. And I thought of myself, so unknowing, so long ago.
    “You will have a great advantage at West Point, you know, with your military preparation,” I said.
    He shrugged his shoulders. “I hope so, sir.”
    “You will,” I said, “More than any of them there now.”
    “Why is that, sir?”
    “You have Atatürk,” I said. “And make sure you tell all of them all you know about him. Share him!”
    And then the bell sounded softly three times. Last call. We said goodbye and scattered to our seats.

    I wonder now about those splendid boys… By now they are officers. Army? Navy? Air Force? Are any in jail due to the ongoing criminal and nonsensical conspiracy of the CIA, Fethullah Gülen, and Recep Tayyip Erdoğan to destroy the Turkish military and Mustafa Kemal?

    The decision to abandon West Point training, made by someone somewhere in the Turkish chain of command, is a particularly harmful one. It insults the wise heritage of Mustafa Kemal. It severs the alliance of American and Turkish military academy-trained officers. And it stinks of political opportunism and ignorance. But those details can be debated some other day, hopefully by the young Turkish cadets who will easily see the profoundly catastrophic effects of a military turning its back on the world’s preeminent military institution. It’s a decision that penalizes both West Point and the Turkish Military Academy. It’s a decision made by those pea-brains, domestic and foreign, who today cause such havoc in Turkey.

    If we don’t wise up now, when will we?

    James (Cem) Ryan
    Istanbul
    17 March 2014

    Brightening Glance,  http://www.brighteningglance.org

     

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  • DEMOCRATIC DEMONS

    DEMOCRATIC DEMONS

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    Gustav Doré, “Satan”
    Dante’s Inferno, 1855

    “In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
                                                     Erasmus

    Forget what the big-mouth crime ministers and the duplicitous oral cavities of selected foreign ministers are shouting about democracy. About political “mandates.” About how they represent the living essences of “the will of the people.” And about how they all care so deeply for all the downtrodden and abused of the world. These ignoramus champions of democracy shamelessly harangue the world ad nauseam about the importance of elections, elections, elections. Remember the purple index fingers wagging after the first post-Saddam election in Iraq? And the wonderful “democracy” that followed and is still slaughtering its citizens. If democracy only needs elections then we are all indeed lost on the road to ruin with our purple index fingers tucked securely where the sun don’t shine. All these crime ministers and “Nobel” presidents babble gibberish because they understand very little about democracy. And the biggest babbler of all? The ever-scowling, ever-treacherous winner of the 2010 (and last) Al-Gaddafi International Prize for Human Rights, Recep Tayyip Erdoğan, the crime minister of that so-called democracy, Turkey. The award was cancelled after Al-Gaddafi was disemboweled and anal raped by the valiant democratic gangs aided and abetted by NATO under the inspirational leadership of the two international thugs who are now attempting to destroy Syria, “Bonnie” Obama and his partner in international crime, “Clyde” Erdoğan. They have yet to be added to the following list of democratically elected dictators. But their day may be nearing.

    The following betrayers of their oaths of office also had mandates. And they all promptly forgot, ignored or destroyed the other aspects of a democratic form of government. Elections without a fully aware, fully protected, fully functioning electorate are worthless. And also worthless were the elections of these dictators:

    Islam Karimov, Uzbekistan), 1991-present

    Jose Gaspar Rodriguez de Francia, Paraguay, 1813-1840

    Jorge Ubico, Guatemala, 1931-1944

    Forbes Burnham, Guyana, 1966-1984

    Artur de Costa e Silva, Brazil 1947-1969

    Juan Maria Bordaberry, Uruguay, 1972-1976

    Alberto Fujimori, Peru, 1992-93

    Mohamed Morsi, Egypt, 2012-2013

    François Duvalier, Haiti, 1959-1971

    Adolph Hitler, Germany, 1933-1945

    It need not even be said that those who are democratically elected are duty-bound to honor and support both the process and institution called democracy. None of the above did, despite swearing to do so.

    So let’s examine today’s most vocal defender of his own “democratic” essence, Recep Tayyip Erdoğan. How does his own country, Turkey, stand regarding its democratic structure? “Democracy,”  Erdoğan once declared, “is like a trolley car. You ride it until you arrive at your destination, then you step off.” This is a vitally important statement. While it reveals what we already know about Erdoğan, it also confirms that he knows nothing about the democratic process and, more dangerously, has no respect for the concept. Astounding it is that such a person could even be considered electable in a secular democracy. But then even the street dogs in Istanbul know how THAT happened. It undoubtedly will come as a surprise and shock to Erdoğan when learns that democracy is intended to outlast its participants and is not merely a stop at a mosque, a Turkish bath or the White House. Such deceit-filled thinking is typical of the deceptive language used throughout the decade-long Erdoğan regime.

    This screwed-up thinking is akin to his and his party’s claim that the mean old dictator, Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, traumatized the citizens of the new Turkish Republic by changing the alphabet from Ottoman script to Roman script. Trauma indeed, for a nation’s people of whom 90% lived in rural areas and 97% were illiterate! Forget the trauma of unlearning one and relearning another alphabet, they never knew one in the first place. Instead, it was the “thrill” of enlightenment which “traumatized” them, a learning experience (or trauma) which still seems to have eluded Erdoğan and his supporters. In fact, Atatürk knew instinctively what the new republic’s fundamentally impoverished people needed most in order to live and prosper in a modern secular state and future democracy. And that was first, literacy, then, education.

    It is important to expand this point. To remediate this national educational deficit, Atatürk conceived of a nationwide rural learning system called the Village Institute. Designed to teach language skills and much more, it began in 1940. Six years later, the first fatal sign of Turkish compliance with America’s needs appeared. Godless communism had become a threat after the World War II and God-filled Turkey had a job to do. And so came the nonsense of the Islamic Green Belt protecting the west and the tagging of Turkey as a religious nation. Thus the Village Institute System must be disbanded. Too risky. Too red. Those bad communists would infiltrate and overthrow everything. So it follows that the disaster that is Turkey today regarding the great percentage of its uninformed voters began with the abandonment of the Village Institute system. How generous were the Turkish democratic politicians selling out to America’s interests. So today illiteracy rates, particularly among rural women remain uncomfortably high. But no one, least of all, Erdoğan is concerned. It keeps him afloat politically. So far.

    But let’s start at the beginning. What does a country need to maintain a viable flourishing democracy? First, its citizens need guaranteed protections, else why sign-on as citizens. This is codified in a constitution which enumerates the nature and conditions of personal and political rights. It also states the terms of fair and free elections. Also vital to democracy is the inviolable presence of an independent judiciary uninfluenced by the political regime. Another key requirement of democracy is the separation of powers, namely that executive, legislative and judicial branches operate independently. And how about Mr. Erdoğan’s record after swearing to support and defend the constitution of Turkey?

    He has actively worked to subvert it. He has illegally detained and/or incarcerated thousands of those opposed to his regime. Articles dealing with freedom of speech, assembly, and media expression have been trampled by the heavy boots of religious fascism. The courts are the extension of the ruling party and the ruling party is simply Erdoğan, himself. He has even declared himself to be the “chief prosecutor” of a sham case called Ergenekon. And what about the security of the nation’s borders? Erdoğan, aided and abetted by America, has destroyed the nation’s defense system. The experienced commanding general staff is in prison. The collaborators now command.  Senior officers sold out their subordinates. One general is even considered to have been a secret witness against his comrades in arms. So much for moral and esprit-de-corps. So much for trust and honor. So much for the viability of the military academies. Equally worrisome, the police rule with a viciousness unparalleled since the good old days of Pinochet’s Chile and Hitler’s Germany. The Gezi Park Movement revealed the full horror of Erdoğan’s state police. Even more troublesome for the Turkish citizenry, is the questionable allegiance of the nation’s security forces. They seem to be oddly influenced and even controlled by a foreign power, namely a longstanding CIA asset/imam residing in Pennsylvania. (In case this sounds strange to you, it has been in all the newspapers, even a few in Turkey). Worse yet, Erdoğan has jeopardized the nation’s security by collaborating with America in the destruction of numerous North African and Middle East nations, most lately Syria and Egypt. Put plainly, these have been disasters for all concerned, and a political and moral disaster for Erdoğan. The integrity of the Turkish state seems at great risk, particularly regarding its eastern borders. And finally, let’s speak of Erdoğan’s favorite subject, elections. The election campaigns, aside from his usual bombast, has consisted of bribes-for-votes. Coal, food, even refrigerators (whether or not the village has electricity) are delivered to the ever-grateful, if somewhat bemused, masses living in the hinterlands.

    So what, you might be saying. That’s the way democracy works in the world. And anyway, all politicians are thieves and liars. Tragically, perhaps you are right. So let’s all just lean back and enjoy our extermination. But I am talking about Turkey here, a nation chosen by America to be a role model of Islamic democracy so peace can reign throughout the carnage that has always been the Middle East. Of course, the premise is ludicrous, even delusional. We all know it. And now the world knows it. How the people of the democratic, secular Republic of Turkey have suffered from this catastrophic delusion promoted by their deluding politicians. A few questions are necessary to complete this analysis of Erdoğan’s democratic credentials.

    Is it a democracy when someone writing a political opinion unfavorable to the regime is jailed?

    Is it a democracy when newspapers are controlled by the political regime?  

    Is it a democracy when citizens exercise their constitution right to assemble and are brutally attacked by police with tear gas, water cannons, rubber bullets, real bullets, clubs, truncheons, boots, scimitars, butcher knives and blades of all varieties? 

    Is it a democracy when these same police are celebrated by the prime minister as heroes?   Is it a democracy when telephone conversations are recorded without a court order? 

    Is it a democracy when people are arrested and incarcerated for years without due process? 

    Is it a democracy when a prime minister’s children openly campaign to subvert the provisions of the Turkish constitution?

    Is it a democracy when houses are ransacked in “fishing expeditions” for evidence without court order? Is it a democracy when a nation’s judicial system is controlled by the ruling political party?

    Is it a democracy when the police brutally assault, even murder, innocent citizens and are not held accountable? Is it a democracy when secret witnesses give testimony that is never examined in open court?

    Is it a democracy when journalists, writers, academicians, political thinkers, rot in jail because they dare to have ideas?

    Is it a democracy when convicted murderers of judges are bribed to give secret testimony and are afterwards acquitted? 

    Is it a democracy when an entire military leadership cadre is jailed on trumped-up charges that even schoolchildren would laugh at?

    Is it a democracy when anyone opposed to the ruling party is considered a terrorist? I

    Is it democracy when opposition parties that gain less than 10% of the total vote are denied seating in parliament?   

    Is it democracy when a prime minister advises neighbors to report to the police other neighbors who bang on pots and pans in protest against his regime?

    Is it democracy when school authorities are told to inform on students and teachers who may have participated in the Gezi Park protests? 

    Is it a democracy when prime ministers insult the legitimacy of religious groups such as the Alevites in Turkey?

    Is it a democracy when the houses of Alevites are marked with hate messages?

    Is it a democracy when government vendettas are conducted against businesses, humanitarian organizations, lawyers and doctors, all those public spirited entities, who act to defend the constitutionally guaranteed interests of innocent citizens being brutally attacked by the state police force?

    Is it a democracy when a government engages in general devastation of the environment, larceny of a nation’s treasure, captures the public space as its own, conducts unremitting surveillance of the populace, degrades the civil conscience and constantly rebukes contrary opinions?

    If so, then what? If not, then what?

    Regarding Recep Tayyip Erdoğan, what is he?

     

    Cem Ryan, Ph.D.

    Istanbul

    19 August 2013

    “What if a demon were to creep after you one night, in your loneliest loneliness, and say, ‘This life which you live must be lived by you once again and innumerable times more; and every pain and joy and thought and sigh must come again to you, all in the same sequence. The eternal hourglass will again and again be turned and you with it, dust of the dust!’ Would you throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse that demon? Or would you answer, ‘Never have I heard anything more divine’?”    

    Friedrich Nietzsche 


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    Bilal Erdoğan, the Turkish prime minister’s son. 16 August 2013. At Fatih Mosque, Istanbul, participating in a demonstration for the Muslim Brotherhood in Egypt. Placards advocated against democracy and for the return of the caliphate

     

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    Demonstration at Fatih Mosque, Istanbul. 16 August 2013

     

    Demonstration at Fatih Mosque, Istanbul. 16 August 2013
    Demonstration at Fatih Mosque, Istanbul. 16 August 2013

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