My dear country
When did this land, which is described as paradise, become so heavy on our shoulders?
When did we wake up in the morning not with hope but with anxiety?
When did the word “tomorrow” stop being a plan and become the name of uncertainty?
This country did not become like this overnight.
It was brought here step by step, piece by piece, bit by bit.
First, the sense of justice has been shattered.
The judiciary has been taken out of its place of impartiality and moved into the realm of power balances. The law, instead of being an armor that protects the citizen, has turned into an apparatus that bends and twists in the hands of the powerful. As justice was delayed, it became ordinary, and as it became ordinary, it became worthless. Yet we all know: Justice delayed is not justice.
Then the theft grew.
And worse, it has been legitimized.
At this point, bending the truth and beating around the bush is not helpful to anyone.
Not only the government but also the opposition has committed theft in this country.
Some of those who were given authority, who managed municipalities and used public resources spent the people's money not for the people but for their own circle. The government protected them by saying “they are from us”, the opposition ignored them by saying “they are from us”.
Theft was tried to be justified with a party badge.
And it is precisely here that this country has suffered its greatest loss: Moral superiority.
Because theft has no power or opposition.
Theft is theft.
This is why the political institution has lost its ability to generate trust.
Today, a large part of the society cannot trust any politician with peace of mind. Because no matter which party it is, when it comes to public resources, the same silence, the same cover-up reflex comes into play. As long as there is no accountability, the rot spreads; as it spreads, it becomes normalized.
Poverty is systematically imposed as a fate.
We have become a country of the working poor. People work day and night but cannot make ends meet. Pensioners are struggling to survive after years of labor. It's not that young people don't like this country; it's that they can't get a foothold in this country. If a country cannot offer a future to its young people, no wonder they are packing their suitcases.
The media has been a silent partner in this picture.
Headlines bought, screens tuned, journalists silenced... The truth was either distorted or completely obscured. Society has been rendered unable to distinguish between what is true and what is a lie. Journalism has been transformed from a profession that asks questions on behalf of the public into an apparatus that provides a showcase for power centers.
The economy is no longer just about numbers; life itself is expensive.
The tax burden is not distributed fairly. Those on fixed incomes are getting poorer every month. Inflation is eroding not only prices but also people's patience, dignity and faith in the future. Tables are getting smaller, hopes are shrinking, the dream of tomorrow is becoming a luxury.
And while all this was happening, those who governed the country had only one responsibility:
Looking for a way out.
But what if he didn't call...
Or they didn't want to call.
And don't let anyone talk to us about patience, fortitude, “wait a little longer”.
The problem of this country is neither limited to the incompetence of the opposition nor the power of the government.
The real problem of this country is a political mind that keeps silent about theft, gets used to injustice and manages poverty.
“Stability” when the government steals,
Anyone who says “exception” when the opposition steals is complicit in this system.
Whoever eats the people's money,
Whoever bends the law,
Whoever silences the media,
He is stealing the future of this country.
And know this;
A country is indestructible...
But if it loses its justice, it rots.
If it loses its conscience, it falls apart.
If it forgets to call to account, it will disappear.
Those who are silent today should know this:
History does not write about those who take sides; it writes about those who stand against the truth.
And none of you will be remembered well in those pages.