Guess Who?

By Nahide Craig

Over the last 12 years reading and hearing about his policies I knew in my heart he was no good for the country.  He was a master mind of manipulating the poor and the uneducated into religious promises and gifts just to get their votes while he and his family benefitting millions of dollars from bribery and nepotism. Last summer I saw myself the changes he brought to the country and I was appalled. Was all the new construction, roads, bridges, tunnels and roads considered progress? Was bringing extreme conservatism through pushing religiousness and extreme measures to a country with constitution requires secularism considered a progress? Was there a secret motive behind all of these for his own political future?

Hearing his speeches I can see that he can be convincing, sympathetic and even emotionally close to people. This was his only gift. Even his lies sounded true and sincere as if they are coming from his heart and for the benefit of the country. Of course the biggest beneficiary was himself and his closest family so far.

Then he became more autocratic and wanting to change the constitution to his liking and jailing the journalist, closing TV stations and newspapers. When he became paranoid and started to fire the judges, and sending high ranking military commanders to jail. And finally some financial scandals related to his cabinet members and then to his son became public. Thanks to the foreign press to make these issues open in public through the news and the media, because news in local media came to paralyzing halt with most prominent authors being in the jail.

When reading this one can guess at least half a dozen government heads. I guess I will not reveal it for amusement and for guessing game.

On the Road to Vermont

By Nahide Craig

Mid August 1964: After a very long and bumpy flight from Istanbul here I am in the USA. I landed in New York and yet with another flight I am in Hartford Conn. My friend met me at the airport and we started to drive to Vermont to his parent’s summer home. The 4 lane highway had a heavy traffic even in this late night and incoming lights on the curvy highway looked like a four strand diamond necklace. Traffic was orderly and the roads were impressive. After an hour or so we were in the narrower country roads, so dark and also beautiful.

Even the darkness of the midnight one can discern on this two lane road the land forms, orderly fences signs for entering and exiting different counties and states. After three hours of drive, we were almost in middle of the nowhere, he suddenly stopped at the road side by an unknown structure to me. I asked him why are we stopping and what this thing is. He said “a Coca Cola machine! Aren’t we thirsty”? I started feeling like I was really in America.

Now, after almost a half a century later, I am driving with my husband from Hartford to Vermont to visit my friend who picked me up in Hartford. What I see now in this four lane highway is a traffic jam; what happened to the four strand diamond necklace? The road to Vermont is still bucolic, beautiful, and long. The coke machines on the road now have many more beverages also beef jerky and even ice – cream bars. I am sure I am in America!!