Don’t you ever get the feeling that you need to throw ice-cubes at angry people, just to make them chill out for a bit? No? Just me? Ok then…

“We won’t support the continuation of a regime that oppresses its own people” – Recep Tayyip Erdoğan about the civil war in Syria.

Oh, is that why you’re doing exactly the same thing? Turkey likes to think of itself as a democratic and liberal country in the Middle East. But facts show us otherwise. “It doesn’t matter what you have to say. I will go through with My plans anyways. And if you stand in My way, I will activate My forces” - Recep Tayyip Erdoğan about the manifestation in Istanbul.

Oppressing the people. Tear gassing the shit out of them. Running them over with armoured tanks… You’ve got to love democracy, ey? Talking is easy. Claiming that you’re a democracy doesn’t mean anything when the country repeatedly tries to wash away the peoples’ opinions with water canons. Something really smells fishy about that. I can feel the smell of a dictatorship all the way up to Sweden!

The situation in Turkey reminds me of the beginning of all the other revolutions in the Middle East. To me it looks like a country that has totally lost control over the situation (much like the beginning of the conflicts in Syria & co), which only keeps on fighting the people because it’s too damn proud to admit their mistakes.

I get the pride feeling. I derive from the Middle East (inter alia). I understand their mentality. But there comes a time when one has to swallow its pride and admit one’s mistakes. Either you admit you’re wrong, Erdoğan, and take responsibility for your actions – or you may count on that your country’s going to be exposed for an intervention. Perhaps the intervention will be led by your ever so good friends from the West? The time’s ticking and the countdown has already begun.

Turkey is boiling of rage along with all of the other Middle Eastern countries. A new world order is trying to lure its way into the Middle East. But what makes us think that that is even possible? What makes us think that anyone can influence this region? This tactic is outplayed. It’s old and it’s lame! Alexander the Great tried, the Roman Empire tried, the Mongols tried, the Persians tried, the British Empire tried, Soviet tried, the United States of America tried… Do you know what the one thing they all had in common was? They all fled. No one has ever been able to control this pot of boiling soup. There’s a greater chance that hell freezes over than anyone managing to gain influence in that region. Do people simply believe they can just come into a country and stir the wasp nest? And then expect no reaction? All actions have consequences. It’s that simple! Do you know what happens when you piss off a wasp nest? The whole band of brothers goes all kamikaze on you. They fight until the very end. They rather die then let you bully them.  

The whole “New world order” thing is project that will never see the daylight. And the whole dictator game that leaders of the Middle East are playing will never pay off in the long run. You may fight the people. You may harm the people. You may shoot at the people. Hell, you may even kill the people. But you will never, EVER, be able to eliminate or kill their ideas. That’s the beautiful thing about ideas: They are bulletproof. They’ll live on and grow stronger for every generation. And in the end, the oppression will backfire and people will rise up and fight back.

What the Turkish government is doing to their people is only fuelling their will and giving them more reasons to fight back. Tic Toc, Erdoğan – soon it’ll be too late.

I was out, studying in my backyard, enjoying the sun, just minding my own business, when suddenly a wasp came out from nowhere and went all kamikaze on me. It dived straight into my loose tank top! Everything happened so quickly. The wasp was flying around in there, trying to settle down in my cleavage. I panicked! All of sudden I was wearing nothing. There I stood, in pure daylight, in my backyard, holding my tank top in my right hand while screaming “I’M GONNA DIE!!! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!” If my little striptease hadn’t caught any of my neighbours’ attention already, the “American Psycho” screaming certainly did it for me.

Anyway… who cares? My neighbours are so old they probably won’t remember a thing tomorrow anyways. And if they do remember, it’ll probably be worth it (for them). I mean, when was the last time they got any action? And yes, I just realized what that sounded like. What I meant was that all they do everyday is to fix their gardens; water the flowers, cut the grass and other irrelevant old people stuff, hahaha! This afternoon must have spiced up their life a bit! 

What fascinates me though, is how fast I undressed. I must have been faster than Clark Kent. Shit, now you know my kryptonite… Waspzzzz!