Wow, what a book! "The Bastard of Istanbul" by Elif Shafak [Turkish author].
This book is a novel, yet it's a mixture of fiction and non-fiction. I really enjoyed the way the story unfolds. The reader can learn a lot about the Armenian genocide and the history of Turkey around 1890 - 1923.
This book is a novel, yet it's a mixture of fiction and non-fiction. I really enjoyed the way the story unfolds. The reader can learn a lot about the Armenian genocide and the history of Turkey around 1890 - 1923.
Shafak's
vocabulary is fascinating! The dialogues of the characters are very engaging
and show Shafak's knowledge of the
Armenian history, literature, culture, sub-cultures, political positions of
different groups.
She is a daring and
courageous writer. She was put on trial in Turkey and accused of "denigrating
Turkishness" in 2006. Finally the charges were dropped. She is the
daughter of a female diplomat who raised Shafak alone -- her father left when
she was young -- the novelist said that she first became aware of the Armenian
issue after Armenian militants killed dozens of Turkish diplomats across the
1970s and 1980s. She did not dismiss it with fear. She changed her fear to
knowledge. Shafak learned about the cause and root of the issue. She does not
take sides on the genocide debate, but criticizes Turkey for what she calls a
"collective amnesia" of the atrocities. "Turks and Armenians are
not speaking the same language," she explained. "For the Turks all
the past is gone, erased from our memories. That's the way we Westernized: by
being future-oriented... The grandchildren of the 1915 survivors tend to be
very, very past-oriented."
Today
she is a vanguard and part of a progressive Turkish intellectual who want to
acknowledge the authrocities of the past and move on with peace and harmony.
I
strongly recommend this book. I have bought few copies to give as gifts. I know
several non-Armenians who have read the book and enjoyed it. It's history
through story.
While
reading this book I was making a lot of connections to my life. My grandparents
were survivors of the genocide. Also, I visited Turkey in 1998 where one
Turkish acquaintance asked me about the genocide and the woman who was
translating the discussion felt uncomfortable.
April, 2007
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