Fear...

People’s helplessness, hopelessness, fear...
The effort to destroy humanity, screenplays composed and frames shot...
The individual and organised acts of terror in ever greater doses...
Acts of terrorism in Istanbul Dolmabahçeand Kayseri. Our policemen and soldiers losing their lives...
The murder of Russia’s ambassador to Ankara, Karlov, by a rapid response force police officer allied to the Fethullah Gülen Terrorist Organisation (FETÖ) at the Contemporary Arts Centre and his send-off on his final journey at a ceremony staged in Moscow.
While penning my column in the evening hours of a cold day, the pain in my heart grows ever greater.
How can I make a start with so many topics demanding attention?
Sixteen is the number of our soldiers who lost their lives in an ISIL attack during manoeuvres targeting Al-Bab on the Euphrates Shield operation.
The bitter news reduced the families of our fallen and the whole of Turkey to tears. Bursa, Kayseriand Konya suffer the grief of losing two of their sons. All that the fallen have left behind are their sad tales.
The fallen, Major BülentAlbayrak, Specialised Sergant Burak Boz, Infantry Senior Non-Commissioned Officer Okan Altıparmak, Commando Non-Commissioned Officer GöktanÖzüpek and the others.
They all to a man lost their lives in ISIL assaults.
On Wednesday morning, ISIL, taking advantage of the fog, first attacked Aqil Hill with mortar shells and then with suicide bombers.
Yesterday Turkey sent off the fallen of Al-Bab on their final journey.
In hopelessness, helplessness, sorrow and grief.
Then there are the murderers who work in state institutions and bodies, who are professional hitmen and to whom we entrust our safety.
Russian ambassador Karlov’s killer was a rapid response force police officer who had a police bodyguard badge on his lapel.
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These are rainy, cold and foggy evening hours.
We have a screenplay to put any American film to shame.
Murderers are planting daggers in Turkey’s heart. The attacker had been trained to carry out this act. It is clear that internal and external imperialist forces are behind him.
I look at Cumhuriyet’s front page.
Ten photographs ... our ten colleagues.
‘Our colleagues have been on remand for 49 days’
Akın Atalay, MuratSabuncu, Kadri Gürsel,Güray Öz, Hakan Kara,Turhan Günay, Musa Kart,Önder Çelik, Bülent Utku andMustafa Kemal Güngör.
On the one hand, funerals of the fallen, on the other, the PKK, ISIL and FETÖ.
I am passing through a time tunnel.
The terror attack in Berlin and the slain.
I am reminded of countries in the world that have attained what are arguably the most advanced civilised standards in democracy and multicultural living.
The years in which Yugoslavia and imperialist Europe’s dirty political interests and distribution projects were brought onto the agenda.
In the Middle Eastern episode of that horror, the Grand Middle East Project, conceived with redrawing borders in mind, and Syria.
The screenplay is indeed being acted out.
The poverty-stricken peoples under oppressive regimes of the Middle East drop all caution to the wind.
Sectarianism comes to the fore and civil war erupts.
Run through the frames and look at the years left behind in the past.
You will see silence there, and foggy weather.
Did the civil war that erupted in March 2011 not nurture radical religious organisations like ISIL?
Millions of Syrians have left their country and have been reduced to refugee status. Hundreds of thousands of people have been wounded and maimed in the war.
The Middle East’s iconic cities, history and culture have suffered untold damage.
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Turkey, in the aftermath of ambassador Karlov’s slaughter, signed the Moscow Declaration which accepted that Syria is a secular, non-sectarian (!), multi-ethnic and independent country.
I wonder if this civil war will end?
Questions, questions, questions.
A mistake is being undone. I hope that the problems will be solved.
All in the name of humanity.
The risk of sectarianism and ethnic carnage multiplies the problems even further.
I am reminded of the baby Aylan who was washed up on the shore at Bodrum.
Raucous screams in a deep silence.
Let this pain now cease; let these deaths cease.