Sunday, November 8, 2009

Demonstration


When I attempted to take the ferry to the European side this morning, I was met by a large group of policemen at the port. This was the reason why:

Here is an extract from the Oxford Studies Online article about Alevis:

The Alevis are a group whose members stem from Anatolia and, to a lesser extent, the Balkans. They are characterized by their strong emphasis on the mystical side of Islam: the idea that a part of God lies within all human beings, and that appropriate ethical conduct is more important than any strict following of the orthodox rules of faith. This they sometimes encapsulate by drawing a contrast between the “five pillars” of Sunnī Islam in Turkey, and their “three conditions”: “Be master of thy hands, thy tongue, and thy loins” (i.e., do not steal, do not tell falsehoods, and do not commit adultery). Known as edep, this prescription is known widely within Turkish mystical Islam. What is notable about the Alevis is the priority that edep is given within their religious culture: everyone—men and women—is part of this mystical tradition by virtue of being born into it.

Until recently, the Alevis have inhabited primarily rural, often mountainous locations, predominantly in the central and eastern regions of Anatolia, that is, the provinces of Tokat, Yozgat, Sivas, Amasya, Erzincan, Erzurum, Kahramanmaraş and Tunceli, though they may be found also in the west, notably Balıkesir. There is no single overarching Alevi organization. However, many Alevis, particularly those toward the central and western regions, are influenced by the Bektaşi brotherhood, whose tenets they may regard as following theirs very closely. Locally, leadership is usually conferred through hereditary patrilineages (known variously as dede, lit., grandfather or pir) whose founder or later descendants are regarded as being sacred by virtue of being favored by God with a miraculous sign. The hierarchical relationship between dede and their followers is crucial to Alevi life: the dede has a duty to teach the tenets of the Alevis (Alevilik) to his followers, to advise them in times of difficulty, to lead collective religious ceremonies within the community, and to act as mediator in times of dispute.

The principal Alevi ceremony is the cem, which usually takes place during the winter months. Held at night, it is a complex and rich ritual whose central rite marks the passing of God 's secrets to ῾Alī, from whom they are believed to have been passed to his martyred children Ḥasan and Ḥusayn, and their descendants down to the Alevi community. The congregation collects in a large room, men and women together, grouped around a central space which is known as ῾Alī 'smeydan. If there are disputants, they are called to this space, and until their problem is resolved, worship cannot take place. The dede leads the ceremony, and is accompanied by a minstrel (aşık), who plays a prominent role, singing laments celebrating the twelve imams and otherwise accompanying the unfolding ritual. The culmination of the ceremony is the sema or sacred dance of the forty. There are different versions of this sema, but it usually consists of two or three pairs of mature, married couples, dancing in a circle in unison. Traditionally, outsiders were not permitted at this ceremony, though among the migrant communities abroad, such a prescription is often lifted.

Though clearly influenced by Shiism, the Alevis themselves do not typically regard themselves as Shī῾ī. The word Alevi itself appears to be of comparatively recent origin, dating perhaps to the end of the nineteenth century. It is best to conceive of them as a number of disparate groups, perhaps not clearly defined, that have gradually, as the Turkish republic has taken shape, come to see themselves as being part of a similar religious tradition. Though there is no one text that unites all Alevis, many refer to a work known as the Buyruk or decree, said to be written by Imam Ja῾far. This exists in different versions, but is thought to have been compiled in the sixteenth century in the time of Shāh Ismā῾īl, perhaps as an attempt to create support against the Ottomans. Alevi traditions may draw upon older forms of Islam too: many may refer back to eastern schools, such as those of Ahmad Yasavī at Khorāsān. There may also be an affinity with the Mevlevîs, or with Anatolian figures such as Yunus Emre.

The Alevis have never quite been accepted within the Turkish state, as their highly devolved organization and culture often creates an uneasy relationship with authority, particularly in the tribal east. Nevertheless, relations with the republic have often been good, and the Turkish Alevis, and at least some of the Kurdish Alevis, strongly supported Atatürk and his secular reforms. Indeed, the history of the left-wing Republican parties in Turkey could hardly be written without including the role of the Alevis, who regarded them as a defense against the re-Islamification of the public sphere.

There is no accurate idea of the population of Alevis. Estimates range from as low as 10 percent to as high as 30 percent of Turkey 's population. In recent decades there has been rapid migration from the countryside, whether to urban centers within the republic or further abroad, particularly Germany, Holland, and Austria. In these new milieux there is a strong intellectual movement toward the reformulation or codification of Alevi tradition, often led by young intellectuals who are not necessarily themselves of dede descent. In terms of modern ethnicity, Alevis may be both Turkish and Kurdish. In Germany at least, this ethnic distinction may become apparent in the form of Alevi religion that is regarded as most appropriate for the community to pursue, and can give rise to lively internal debate. The current situation is fluid, and as the republic itself moves away from secularism and toward the acceptance of a form of political life based on Sunnī Islam, it is potentially tense.


Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Turkish Republic Day

Tomorrow is a holiday in Turkey. It is "Republic Day". The Turkish Republic came into existence 86 years ago.

In honor of Turkish Republic Day, I would like to share the words of Turkey's national anthem:

Fear not! For the crimson flag that proudly waves in these dawns shall never fade,
Before the last fiery hearth that is ablaze within my nation burns out.
And that, is the star of my nation, and it will forever shine;
It is mine; and solely belongs to my valiant nation.
Frown not, I beseech you, oh thou coy crescent,
But smile upon my heroic race! Why the anger, why the rage?
Our blood we shed for you will not be worthy otherwise;
For freedom is the absolute right of my God-worshiping nation.
I have been free from eternity and forever will be so.
What madman shall put me in chains! I defy the very idea!
I'm like the roaring flood; I'll run over my embankment and overflow,
I'll tear apart mountains, exceed the offings and still gush out!
The horizons of the West may be armored with walls of steel,
But I have borders guarded by the mighty chest full of faith.
Recognize your innate strength! Never fear: how can
this fiery faith ever be killed,
By that battered, single-fanged monster so-called "civilization"?
My friend! Leave not my homeland to the hands of villainous men!
Render your body shield, so that this disgraceful rush shall stop!
For soon shall come the promised days, by God....
Who knows? Perhaps tomorrow? Perhaps even sooner?
View not the soil you tread on as mere earth, recognize it!
And think about the shroudless thousands who lie so nobly beneath it.
You're the noble son of a martyr, hurt not your ancestor, that will be shame on you!
Unhand not this heavenly homeland, even when you're given worlds.
What man would not die for this heavenly piece of land?
Martyrs would gush out were one to just squeeze the soil! Martyrs!
May God take my life, my beloved and all my possessions from me if He will,
But may He not deprive me of my one true homeland for the world.
Oh glorious God, the sole wish of my pain-stricken heart is that,
No extrinsic hand should ever touch the bosom of my sacred temple.
These adhans, shahadahs of which are the base of my religion,
May they resound over my eternal homeland.
For only then shall my tombstone - if there is one - lay its forehead on the earth,
a thousand times in ecstasy.
And, oh God, my bloody tears shall gush out from the earth like an eternal spirit,
And perhaps only then shall my head rise and at long last reach the heavens.
So flap and wave like the bright dawning sky, oh thou glorious crescent,
So that our every last drop of blood may finally be worthy!
Neither you nor my nation shall ever be annihilated!
For freedom is the absolute right of my ever-free flag;
For freedom is the absolute right of my God-worshiping nation!

Monday, October 26, 2009

I have a chair... and a table

After a month and a half of preparing lessons on my knees and other various surfaces at Apartment No. 10 on Sair Latifi St., I finally bought a chair and desk today for 200 TL. It truly is remarkable the difference it makes to have a desk and a chair. I came home after class giddy with excitement. Internet, a place to sit and work... it really is too much! A 60 year old man lugged the furniture up the hill for me. I can only hope to be in such good shape when I reach that age.


Sunday, October 25, 2009

More characters

I made the acquaintance of a very curious man today. His name is Goltis. He is a "gifted darling of fortune". Here is his website: http://www.goltis.info/en/



Saturday, October 24, 2009

Pilates Class

Pilates is a form of exercise invented by a German man named Joseph Pilates. He invented the system to rehabilitate wounded veterans in World War I. Nowadays, it is the preferred method of exercise for women of a certain age. Last month, I signed up for membership at the Sports Universe Gym in Kadikoy, where they offer free Pilates classes every Friday morning. The original impetus for the decision was related to the question of showers. At my apartment, we have a shower. In many respects it is a good shower - it has hot water and is relatively clean. There is even a place to put your soap and shampoo. However, the showers at Sports Universe Gym are fantastic - from the water pressure to the North American style shower-head (what I mean by this is that you can hang up the shower-head on the post and use both hands while you wash), one can find all the ingredients for a successful bathing experience.

Pilates class is fun. It is filled with middle aged Turkish women. The instructor doesn't know any English and shouts out the instructions in Turkish (Guzel! - Great!; Yavas! - slowly; Yapma! - don't do that!) Sometimes we play with plastic bands. Yesterday, I was a little too enthusiastic with my plastic band and broke it. I didn't feel badly, though, because Hocam (literally, 'my teacher') told me not to worry and provided me with a brand new grey plastic band. She calls me "canim", an affectionate term which means "my dear". The secretary at work calls me "tatlim", which means "my sweet". The choir director at the church I'm attending calls me "zayetz", which means "little rabbit".

The unquestionable highlight of the class was when Hocam played Leonard Cohen's "Dance Me to the End of Love". I've actually used this song in my English classes. Cohen sings clearly, and his lyrics are thought-provoking. My Turkish professor at the University of Minnesota played songs for us in class where we had to fill in the blanks as a listening exercise. I've tried to do the same in my classes.

At the end of the class, I exchanged a few words with the only other representative of the male gender present, a plump fifty-year old Communist who recently demonstrated at the IMF meeting in Istanbul.