Nationalism.Ethnicity. Religion. Economic status. Politics. If I had to pick a way to save our troubledworld, to guide us beyond these barriers that divide us, the tool I’d startwith to bring us together is music.
Monday night, I was among the 50,000+ people who made thelong journey to an isolated corner of Istanbul,to a stadium built for Olympic dreams yet unfulfilled. A good friend invited mealong when she realized she had an extra ticket; someone else’s ambivalence ledto my good fortune. As trite as it may seem to attend a concert by an iconicrock band, experiencing the phenomenon of U2 was a revelation I deeply needed rightnow, as Turkeydecides its future this weekend, and Abit and I reevaluate our personal andprofessional dreams as well. It’s a new moon, an auspicious time forbeginnings.
On the12
th of September, 30 years to the day of
amilitary coup, Turkey will be holding a complicated referendum in whichvoters are evenly divided about whether to lessen the power of the military andincrease the prime minister’s authority to appoint the judiciary, among manyother issues too convoluted to elaborate easily. After 12 years of living here,I’ve got my opinions but no vote, and concern about what will happen after thisSunday. Even
aseasoned journalist may not quite get all the nuances of a culture afteryears of living and reporting from here, if some spirited commenters are to bebelieved. Is Turkish society so deeply divided that the referendum’s issues willfurther alienate and stagnate its forward progress?
But this situation is not as baffling as in my birthcountry, where the population is psychologically terrorized in these daysleading up to the 9
th anniversary of 9/11 by a mainstream mediaobsessed by Koran burning ministers, Obama’s religion and the real motives of a
Sufiimam in NYC, because the concept that peace-seeking moderate Muslims existis impossible to fathom. Turkey’s political issues may be complex, but those in the US are well beyond belief.
This was U2’s first concert in Turkey. They’d stayed away in thepast due to Turkey’stroubled human rights record. It is symbolic that they relented during our EuropeanCapital of Culture year. Banners on the GalataBridge in Turkish and English currentlyproclaim that Istanbul“
builds bridges between cultures.” That’sa message I’m sure resonated with the group, ambassadors that they are forfighting poverty, hunger and the
eliminationof AIDS.
Turkeyhas cultural bridges to build within the country, as well as in our troubledneighborhood. Which was why Bono not only called on Washington DC to listen tothe people of Tehran and Palestine, and sent a candlelit message to Burma’sAung Sun Suu Kyi that she is not forgotten, but reminded a Turkish audience abouta Kurdish journalist, Fehmi Tosun, who ‘disappeared’ in the southeast in 1995,a public reminder that may get an average citizen prosecuted.
Bono then brought musical legend and UNESCO GoodwillAmbassador Zülfü Livaneli on to sing his “
YiğidimAslanım”(My Brave Lion), about a man imprisoned and killed for hispolitical struggles. Livaneli wrote the haunting soundtrack for Kurdishactor/director Yilmaz Guney’s classic and controversial film
Yol(The Road), about the aftermath of that September 1980 coup.
Livaneli said that he and U2 were “song makers”. That’s ahumble description for what these men do. Tostand among tens of thousands of people singing as one, many with tears streamingdown our faces, Bono with his hand over his heart and showing emotion himself, remindedme of the power of music. A song can link human hearts and let us feel thatstrong current of common connection we all share – beyond those barriers of politics,ethnicity, and religion.
Several songs into their two hour performance, Bono commented that “What ishappening in Turkey now isimportant for the country, for Europe and theworld.” That statement was met with cheers and applause. He went on to saythey’d walked across the Bosphorus Bridge the day before with Minister of EUAffairs Egemen Bağış, a mention greeted with boos by much of the crowd, sinceBağış is part of the ruling party pushing the referendum reforms. A surprisedBono reacted quickly, saying, “Okay okay! I won’t mention any more politicians,but can’t I be a tourist and walk across the bridge? It’s a beautiful bridge.It’s not just from Europe to Asia, not just from the religious to secular, butfrom the past to the future, from where Europe has been to where Europe needs to go.”
Where Europeneeds to go. I wonder what leaders in the EU make of that statement? Realleadership requires visionaries, who sometimes come in the form of rock stars,while we the people get stuck with power-hungry politicians whose vision stops atthe size of a corporate donation. Bono meetswith politicians like Erdogan and Sarkozy, attempting to sway their viewswith his charismatic charm braced with knowledge. He champions that all-too-rarebelief that with fortune comes the responsibility to give back, setting anexample that democracy requires active involvement from all of us, regardlessof our economic status.
Massive events like this concert are theater, I know. But human beings havebeen brought together by drama, by comedy, though performance arts since beforerecorded history. Though melodies and languages change, story-telling throughsong is in our collective blood. No one is immune. Some showmen are all smokeand mirrors, little substance. We listen for a good time, to dance and sing, toforget our daily lives. But Bono and U2 speak to something much deeper thanmere entertainment. Not everyone may like their music, but it’s tough todisagree with the message: We’re all in this together.
Bono introduced “One” by saying, “We’re going to change the name of this songto ‘The Bridge’ “. That metaphor is a cliché to those of us who live here, but thatis the role that Turkeycould provide with its unique position in the world. “We are one, but we’re notthe same”, the song goes. It’s truly as simple as that. One planet, one human family in all its glorious diversity. That wefixate on those differences and ignore our commonalities is unfortunate humannature. But sometimes, even for two hours, a crowd of at least 50,000 people fromnot only Turkey but all over the world, can be on the same wavelength, can bereminded that there are many in this world we must help, can realize that we are in charge of removing those barriers.
Wherever we are, we are ONE. This is why I love U2 – the music is riveting anddanceable, yes – but they have the courage to speak their hearts, and ours.
Excellent post!!
I really enjoyed reading your post. You summarized the U2 concert better than any media coverage I came across. I was furious to learn that they actually shut down the Bosphorus bridge so that the high majesty, Bono would walk across it! Can you believe that? Nobody has a right to torture tens of thousands of drivers for a publicity stunt. Moreover, the same U2 refused to come to Turkey just a few years ago becasue of human rights violations!
Thanks for your kind words, Bulent! U2 does go for grandiose gestures, like walking from one continent to another, true. But they did put Turkey in the spotlight, and seemed to understand the geopolitical importance of this country. I'd read that only one lane of the bridge was closed that Sunday night, and that some people complained, while others got autographs. ;-D
As for staying away from Turkey, I believe Bono said they were 'sorry' to have not visited for so long. I'm sure their trip changed not only the band's perception of Turkey, but others worldwide as well.
what an interesting and informative post. I'm an Argentine who lives in The Netherlands so I live with this constant reminder of the "difference" as I suppose you might understand being an immigrant (if I got the whole thing right?).
"That we fixate on those differences and ignore our commonalities is unfortunate human nature", exact words to express what is going on in this modern Europe which seems to be leaning one country at a time to the right and to anti-immigration laws and only "fixating on the differences" instead of trying to solve the problems on the grounds of what does unite us.
I saw an article on the Hand/eye blog and followed links… got here. Will be sure to save the link..
Thanks for your comments, and glad you found your way here from Hand/Eye, Florcita. Yes, you got it right – I'm sure as another immigrant (for however long we intend to stay), you know the feeling of being that perpetual 'other', yet there may be ways that the Netherlands feels more like home to you than Argentina does. As more of us live in places far from where we were born, perhaps these differences will become less important. I invite you to stop by another place I blog: http://www.expatharem.com where we discuss all sorts of interesting related issues.
hey! Will visit the link… thanks!