For today’s compartmentalized moment of international what-the-fuckness, we go to Turkey.
This afternoon in Taksim Square, police officers unleashed tear gas and water cannons on peaceful demonstrators out protesting plans to replace Gezi Park, Istanbul’s Central Park equivalent, with a shopping center.
Granted said shopping center plans to come in the form of a super decked out faux Ottoman-era army barracks, which is so cool bro. [In Robin Williams’ mocking timber] History and commercialism in one place, it’s so Turkish, so Silk Road 2013.
As citizens of a metropolis known for its lack of greenery and proliferation of pretty much anything else [New York, obviously], it doesn’t take a lot to go, why? Why is this happening again? Why must there always be a disconnect between what people want and what people don’t want, at all, like enough with all these politically invested interests, they don’t walk through here every day?
More importantly, this mall thing. Ironically, in the midst of turning Taksim Square into a war zone, the police dragged in some other people who are usually in important city centers, tourists and local human beings. Those out shopping during the bountiful tourist season were subjected to violence and chemical agents for no apparent reason besides proximity. Unfortunately, as tends to happen, the painful repercussions will be for naught. Turkish Prime Minister promised earlier in the week that the park’s destruction would proceed “no matter what they do.”