Gute Türken, Schlechte Türken
OK, we’ll do that provocative (not) Mozart opera after all. Or maybe we won’t. It’s hard to say right now. Let’s just wait and see. But there’s no way in hell we’re going to air a TV show that is being proclaimed as being “the best TV film of the season by far” if it depicts a Turkish Mitbürger (a “fellow citizen” who in reality isn’t a citizen because we won’t let him become one) as being “bad”.
After all, the name of this film is Wut (rage) and rage is an ugly thing. Rage has always been politically incorrect because it often leads to change, sometimes even political change. And we don’t want that. Not if has to do with the way we view our Turkish Mitbürger (“fellow citizens” who in reality aren’t citizens because we won’t let them become them). We like are Turks just the way they are, thank you. Or just as we imagine them to be, I should say. Not in a rage, that is.
Watch it tonight (I think) if you want. It’s playing somewhere sometime but I forget when and where. Sometime past my bedtime, that’s for sure.
Ich habe da so eine Wut im Bauch. Da gehe ich lieber ins Bett.
After all, the name of this film is Wut (rage) and rage is an ugly thing. Rage has always been politically incorrect because it often leads to change, sometimes even political change. And we don’t want that. Not if has to do with the way we view our Turkish Mitbürger (“fellow citizens” who in reality aren’t citizens because we won’t let them become them). We like are Turks just the way they are, thank you. Or just as we imagine them to be, I should say. Not in a rage, that is.
Watch it tonight (I think) if you want. It’s playing somewhere sometime but I forget when and where. Sometime past my bedtime, that’s for sure.
Ich habe da so eine Wut im Bauch. Da gehe ich lieber ins Bett.
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