Some Justice!

In the past…

There was "Justice"!

It was a football team, its jersey had national colors.

“Justice” took the field in red and white!

He went from success to success.

Over time, "Justice" ceased to be the old "Justice" and began to stumble.

He fell from the first league to the second league, and then to the lowest leagues he can fall!..

And there came a time when no one spoke of "Justice"!..

Because there was no more "Justice"!..

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Again in the past…

The late Chief of General Staff Doğan Güreş, a tough-tempered and intolerant commander, threatened to send me to the Court of War because of my news, and eventually sent me to the High Criminal Court.

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The subject of the accusation was very sad. In those years, the terrorist organization PKK frequently raided the barracks-like border posts, which were once built in hollow areas to prevent smuggling, and which were also illuminated like carpet pitches and turned into open targets. The traitors were coming from Kandil, and they were returning to their lairs after martyring the Mehmetçik who served in the police stations with rockets they rained down from the steep cliffs around! I was referred to the Heavy Penal Court at Doğan Güreş's request, for expressing this heartbreaking fact on the screen and saying that the locations of the police stations should be changed urgently and that they should be built more robustly and security measures should be taken around them. (As a matter of fact, fortresses were built later, all the precautions I mentioned were taken, and the traitors who came to the raid were raided…)

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The president of the Bakırköy 1st High Criminal Court, where I was tried, took my statement and made me sit next to my lawyer instead of the defendant's chair. After this honorable act that I can never forget, the prosecutor's magnificent opinion defending the freedom of the press came and I was acquitted in the very first hearing…

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While leaving the courthouse in those years called "military tutelage era", I turned to my lawyer and said; I said, "How lucky are we to have judges and prosecutors in our country."

I conclude by excluding our real judges and prosecutors, whom I believe still exist, albeit their numbers have decreased considerably:

When justice is mentioned lately, I always think of the “Justice” football team of the past and our next-door neighbor in Kocamustafapaşa, Mrs. Adalet!..