hrant dink: unutmadık, adalet istiyoruz
Bury me under your streets, O beloved countrywhere today men dare not pass with heads held high
Hrant Dink was assassinated on the sidewalk outside the offices of Agos newspaper a year ago. People are gathered in the streets of Istanbul now, and at events in Turkey and around the world, listed here. In New York, there is a requiem service at St Vartan Armenian Cathedral tomorrow morning.
The teenage boy who shot Dink in the head is on trial, as are some of the nationalist agitators who handed him the gun and sent him to Istanbul. But those higher-up who may have abetted the murder or covered up for fellow police continue to enjoy impunity, despite widespread evidence of tampering with the investigation. Unutmadık, adalet istiyoruz.
The teenage boy who shot Dink in the head is on trial, as are some of the nationalist agitators who handed him the gun and sent him to Istanbul. But those higher-up who may have abetted the murder or covered up for fellow police continue to enjoy impunity, despite widespread evidence of tampering with the investigation. Unutmadık, adalet istiyoruz.
from whom can we seek justice?
His own words stand. If anyone knows of a translated or subtitled version of this, tell me, because I wish I could share it with the non-Turkish speaking majority of my readers. But watch it anyway, whether you understand the words or not.
Su çatlağını buldu. Hrant Dink, 15 September 1954-19 January 2007.
Su çatlağını buldu. Hrant Dink, 15 September 1954-19 January 2007.
posted by elizabeth at 7:04 AM
4 Comments:
You're right - no need to understand his words. Enough that he was alive and passionate and articulate, with that smile and those eyebrows. And now he isn't.
that's what i love, and find heartwrenching, about this clip: his humor and humanity come through so clearly, leaping off the screen.
(and yes, much of that humor and humanity seemed to reside in his eyebrows)
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e: I just saw this video and though I have seen other videos and interviews of Dink, not one where he comes across as you and Jean so beautifully put it so alive, passionate and humurous. Though I couldn't understand a lot I found my smiling through, only to realise that he's not around anymore. How terribly sad the whole thing is.
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