Eskiden su\u00e7lular, kim olursa olsun, teorik de olsa cezas\u0131n\u0131 \u00e7ekerdi, insanlar yakaland\u0131\u011f\u0131 zaman utan\u0131rd\u0131. Panda fabrikas\u0131 hijyende standard\u0131 tutturamad\u0131\u011f\u0131 i\u00e7in kapat\u0131ld\u0131\u011f\u0131nda midemiz bulanm\u0131\u015ft\u0131 o g\u00fcne dair yedi\u011fimiz dondurmalardan. Art\u0131k kimse su\u00e7lu de\u011fil. Herkes kurban, komplo kurban\u0131. Art\u0131k kimse ceza alanlar\u0131n ger\u00e7ekten su\u00e7lu oldu\u011funu d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnm\u00fcyor, her \u015fey siyasi (ki yanl\u0131\u015f anla\u015f\u0131lmak istemem, burada sarkazm yapm\u0131yorum, ben de i\u015flerin o \u015fekilde oldu\u011funu d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcn\u00fcyorum \u00e7o\u011fu zaman). Kimse arkada\u015f\u0131n\u0131n su\u00e7lu oldu\u011funa inanm\u0131yor: tan\u0131d\u0131\u011f\u0131m\u0131z\/tan\u0131y\u0131nca sevdi\u011fimiz bir insan nas\u0131l olur da… Eskiden bir \u015feyin iyi olmas\u0131, onun tutulmas\u0131 anlam\u0131na gelirdi, art\u0131k as\u0131l y\u00fck pakette ve reklamda.<\/p>\n
“The Winter of Our Discontent” yaz\u0131s\u0131nda bahsetmi\u015ftim<\/a>\u00a0(“Yasad\u0131\u015f\u0131 olmad\u0131\u011f\u0131 ya da ilgili kanuna kat\u0131lmad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131z s\u00fcrece yapt\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131z \u015feylerde sorun yoktur. E\u011fer kimseyi incitmiyorsa sorun yoktur. Ve e\u011fer kan\u0131ksanm\u0131\u015f ticari metotlardansa, yine bir sorun yoktur.”), zihniyet de\u011fi\u015fikli\u011fi ta o zamanlardan de\u011fi\u015fti, iyi ya da k\u00f6t\u00fc anlamda demiyorum. Mutlakl\u0131\u011f\u0131 b\u0131rak\u0131p, siyah ve beyazdan gri tonlara, yorumlanabilirli\u011fe ge\u00e7tik. Ben iyiler ve k\u00f6t\u00fclerin net bir \u015fekilde belirli oldu\u011fu yap\u0131tlar\u0131 (Halikarnas Bal\u0131k\u00e7\u0131s\u0131 – \u00d6telerin \u00c7ocuklar\u0131, Ken Follet – Pillars of the Earth) oldum olas\u0131 sevemedim, bo\u015f geldi. Yine de mafya olay\u0131na mesela (bireysel olarak iyi, toplumsal olarak k\u00f6t\u00fc olu\u015fumlar\u0131) halen tersimdir. Kendinin hakl\u0131l\u0131\u011f\u0131ndan, do\u011frulu\u011fundan \u015f\u00fcphe etmeyen insanlar\u0131 k\u0131skan\u0131yor muyum? Belki bazen, ama nicedir \u00e7ok nadiren. Kendimize g\u00fcvenimizi tersine \u00e7evirdiler, birbirimizden, birbirimizin hakk\u0131ndaki d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcncelerinden beslenir olduk, kendimizi tan\u0131mlamak i\u00e7in onlara muhta\u00e7 olduk. Sosyal bir yarat\u0131k olduk, halbuki pekala her birimiz vaktiyle birer adayd\u0131k, \u00f6yle bir potansiyelimiz vard\u0131. Ben kendimi biliyorum: \u00f6yle bir \u015feye evrilmeseydik bile, yine bir \u015feyler bulurdum h\u00fcz\u00fcnlenecek, ona \u015f\u00fcphe yok (kendime g\u00fcveniyorum bu konuda, mutlakiyet…). \u0130maj. Art\u0131k b\u00fct\u00fcn kurallar, yarg\u0131lar di\u011ferlerinin, \u00f6nemli olanlar\u0131n<\/em> demek istedi\u011fim, ne d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnece\u011fine dair uygulan\u0131yor. Adil mi? De\u011fil ama, oyunu a\u00e7\u0131yor, bize en k\u00f6t\u00fc durumlardan bile \u00e7\u0131k\u0131\u015f kap\u0131s\u0131 veriyor. Her \u015fey en nihayetinde gelip, nas\u0131l yorumlad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131za, nas\u0131l aktard\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131za bak\u0131yor. Kendinizi bile kand\u0131rabiliyorsunuz yeri geldi\u011finde, somut olan hi\u00e7bir \u015fey kalmad\u0131. B\u00fct\u00fcn bunlar\u0131 yazm\u0131\u015ft\u0131m daha evvelden (diye hat\u0131rl\u0131yorum), \u015fimdi niyeyse yine \u00f6yle akl\u0131ma esti, keseyim en iyisi.<\/p>\n Ben \u00e7ocukken y\u0131lba\u015f\u0131 s\u00fcsleri yere d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnce bin bir par\u00e7aya ayr\u0131l\u0131rd\u0131 – \u015fimdiye sadece geri sekiyorlar.<\/p>\n Come gather ’round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You’ll be drenched to the bone If your time to you Is worth savin’ Then you better start swimmin’ Or you’ll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin’. Bob Dylan Zaman … Okumaya devam et “times they are a-changin’”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[10],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5483"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5483"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5483\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6258,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5483\/revisions\/6258"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5483"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5483"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5483"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}<\/center><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"