I just looked at the post-count. There is still a cap of 15,000, and we have gone over that. Does someone want to contact our Volt hosts to arrange a turnover?
I guess it is quite different now, I even can't recognize it thinking how it was 10 years ago. History flows faster here compared to the rest of the world. Such a shame, always in trouble, always disturbed, again in disastrous times nowadays.I wonder what Turkey is like today and how it differs from when I was there so long ago.
Yes, the political situation was disturbed, but I had no real idea of what was going on. My FIL refused to discuss it when I asked. I wondered if he just didn't want to get into a political discussion or if he was afraid of some police action or something if I repeated what he said.
All I knew was that the military took over running the country. There were riots in Istanbul, I heard, and one time students overturned a city bus in protest. I thought that was sort of pointless. If they injured passengers, those were probably innocent people just trying to get wherever they were going.
In retaliation, I heard, the police would tackle any long-haired hippie type and cut his hair right on the street, whether or not he was involved in any political unrest or not.
But where I lived, it seemed far away. There were no signs of such troubles, though I heard from time to time there was a curfew and people had to stay in at night. We never went anywhere at night anyway, so it hardly mattered to me. A friend, another American married to a Turk, said one day she was taking a dolmush into the city. There were checkpoints at spots along the major roads, where police would stop traffic and check everyone's papers. She and the other passengers all stood in a line, waiting to be checked, but one guy calmly walked off into a field at the side of the road. The police ordered him to halt and raised their guns. She said he would have been shot if he hadn't stopped. They brought him back and he checked out. She had no idea why he walked off into the field. Maybe to relieve himself, she thought.
I do remember the ringleader of the students was a guy named Deniz. I named my daughter that (before I went to Turkey and heard of the rebel with that name). I was told it could be either a male or female name, though it was more common to name boys that. But I wanted my daughter to have a Turkish name that Americans could relate to, and Deniz was sort of like Denise, so it fit my criterion. The only other name I knew was Selma, and I thought Deniz was nicer. Also it means "sea," and both her dad and I loved the water and swimming. I wondered if giving her the same name as a rebel was a good idea, and she did turn out to be sort of a rebel, but I doubt her name was why, though I did tell her about the guy with the same name.
Actually, I just confirmed with Classwife that the 15K limit is still active. But if we get caught and it does get shut down, they start a new thread (like "Chit Chat in VOLTVILLE Thread #3") and very politely post links to either thread (the new one in the old one, the old one in the new one).moanin', Voltillians.
Glad you had a nice time, Lizzie. Getting back to nature can be fun, but my idea of fun is calling room service, LOL.
I think the 15,000 post limit is a dead issue with the new software, at least from what I've seen anyway.
This stinks! It was 36 this morning with frost around the edges of the windshields on both cars! It was a tad cool for shorts when I walked Bo. Almost time to think about turning on the heat, yuck!
We took Bo for follow-up blood work yesterday and the preliminary results were fine. They're sending it out for culturing and we'll get a call later in the week with the results. His vitals were all good, though, so I think he's over the infection, whatever it was.
We went out to dinner, last night, with some neighbors to a "Chinese" buffet across the river in PA. What can I say, baked ham and pizza were part of the buffet. It was OK, fine, but typical "Chinese" buffet stuff, sort of warm, not hot, semi-flavorful but at least all you can eat. Brownies were in the dessert section and no egg custard. Far too Amercanized and we're kind of spoiled from being able to have real dim sum in Queens whenever we go into the City.
I guess it is quite different now, I even can't recognize it thinking how it was 10 years ago. History flows faster here compared to the rest of the world. Such a shame, always in trouble, always disturbed, again in disastrous times nowadays.
Anyway Deniz is a nice name, both phonetically and its association with the sea. Yes, Deniz Gezmis was a left wing student leader who was hanged by the military junta. He is legendery, respected figure a bit like Che. Many parents named their boy or girl after him. But it is also a common name. I respect rebels I am sure she is doing fine.
I mean he was a revolutionary and for that reason a troublemaker for the rulers, but he got killed at a young age unjustly, so even people who don't share his ideas respects him. Strange thing about history, once you might be considered a villain, but decades later you become a hero.It's interesting that Deniz Gezmis is so respected now. When I was in Turkey in 1971, he was considered a troublemaker. Maybe he was presented that way because the military had control of the government. I just read up on the situation on the Internet, and I still don't understand much of it.
I was wondering if Turkey is more modernized now. Obviously, you have a computer and are on the Internet. Back when I was there, only one family we knew had a TV, and we visited them once to watch it. There were no Turkish TV stations, so everyone watched a soccer game on a Greek TV station.
There was no color film processing in Turkey. If you wanted to get color film processed, you had to mail it off to Germany, and getting the developed film and photos back was very expensive because of high duty fees.
Very few people had a car. I think there was a Turkish brand of car, but most of the cars seemed to be older American cars.
Across the street from the winter house, they were building a house or houses, and most of the work was done w/o machinery. They had a donkey pulling a wagon to deliver materials, but I remember watching them mix cement in a heap on the ground, and then the men would shoulder a bucket of cement and walk up an inclined plank to pour it in.
Has this changed now? Does everyone have screens in their windows?
Good morning Voltmaniacs.
Yesterday was a busy day of getting Nevada to his new home and picking up the new guy named Glitch.
Then, just before sunset yesterday, Penny passed away. Penny had a wonderful morning of playing with the toy, having venison with her breakfast, snapping at a stinkbug and barking at the goats. I found her laying by the front door around 2pm and noticed she was non-responsive although she was still breathing. I moved her to the big dog bed and we covered her with a blanket to keep her warm.
It was a miracle that she came back after her first episode of passing out. I feel that the last couple of weeks were a gift. We had the opportunity to spoil her rotten, let her eat junk food and pet her and love her. We played toy often and she was the best toy killer on the planet. She got to run outside and bark at the goats and I didn't even tell her "enough with the barking"
Strangely, as we wheeled Penny in the wagon to the North Forty for her burial, all the critters watched solemnly. The goats, Wiseguy and Glitch the new horse all watched quietly as the three dogs we have left followed us. The dogs look very concerned as we gave Penny a proper burial.
We will miss her. Thank you all for being so kind when I found out Penny was very ill. Again, the last couple of weeks with her were a miracle. I am very fortunate to have had the extra time to spend with her.
On a brighter note, look for photos of the new guy and an update on how Wiseguy is doing without his buddy Nevada later today.
I loved that little ray of sunshine. The light of my life, as I called her. Penny made me smile every day. Ten years of happiness on four short legs. Penny is gone but she will never be forgotten.
He is not attempting to kick me and never has so far.