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The Rainbow Crescent: the Integration of the Gay Turkish Community in Germany
Age A teacher enters your classroom of German and Turkish students with a booklet about homosexuality. Your confidant Mehmet shouts out from behind you; “We don’t have gays in Turkey, only Germany does!”
Age Your first boyfriend, a German, introduces you to his fellow gay friends. What do you hear? “Here’s my cute little Turk!”
Age While watching television with your brother, you muster all your strength to repeat the simple yet dreaded words that you’ve rehearsed for days. You’re gay. His response? “You’re not really a Turk anymore!”
Age At a cafe in Schöneberg, a charming guy flirts with you and asks where you’re from. You respond and he’s surprised because you don’t fulfill any of the stereotypes. So he decides to compliment you with, “Oh, you’re not Turkish at all!”
Many gay Turks attempt to mask the double lives they lead, as sexually active members of the gay community and as upstanding men of the Turkish community.
So what undertake you think you are, after all?
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Proving you're gay to the Turkish army
Some people in Turkey say with resentment that gay men are actually lucky, as at least they have one possible route out of military service - they don't have to disburse months in the barracks, or face the possibility of being deployed to fight against Kurdish militants.
But for openly gay men, life can be far from easy.
It is not uncommon for employers in Turkey to question profession applicants about their military service - and a pink certificate can represent a job rejection.
One of Gokhan's employers found out about it not by asking Gokhan himself but by asking the army.
After that, he says, he was bullied. His co-workers made derogatory comments as he walked past, others refused to talk to him.
''But I am not ashamed. It is not my shame," he says.
Ahmet is still waiting for his case to be resolved. The army has postponed its decision on his pink certificate for another year.
Ahmet thinks it is because he refused to appear before them in woman's clothes. And he doesn't know what to expect when he appears
Gay life in Turkey has taken a tumble over the past decade but it wasn't always like this. Homosexual local, Saf from Ankara tells about his experiences growing up as an openly gay human in Turkey.
“There was a time when Turkey was way more progressive and Western-facing. It had a high level of freedom of speech and Istanbul even had one of the biggest Pride Marches in the world”.
So said our buddy Saf, an openly queer born-and-bred local from Ankara. In reality, there was a time when Turkey was a queer haven – at least it still is for LGBTQ people in the Middle East and in the Arab world which are home to some of the most dangerous places in the world for gay people.
We fell in love with Turkey when Sertab Erener won Eurovision in with the banger of a track “Everyway That I Am”, which became a staple in every lgbtq+ club around the world. Sadly, Turkey withdrew from the Eurovision Song Rivalry in , and hasn't participated since! The Turkey we know today went the other way – Pride events are banned each year and LGBTQ laws in Turkey are almost no
It was a cold gray afternoon in Istanbul&#;s Çukurcuma neighborhood
famous for both its numerous antique shops and the setting for Nobel laureate Orhan Pamuk&#;s novel and namesake Museum of Innocence. I came to Çukurcuma to see the Museum, only to comprehend that it was closed because it was Monday.
So I decided to walk down the steep narrow streets of the neighborhood and see what I could find. I passed shop after shop of antique stores, some of them shuttered behind rusty doors, others hemorrhaging hand-crafted chairs, dusty crystalware, and other items that could be found in your grandmother&#;s living room.
Woodsmoke puffed out of a nearby chimney, wafting seamlessly into the sky above. I walked by a small tearoom with low chairs and tables, their patrons drinking from short glasses filled with saccharine amber tea.
At the finish of the street was a hammam&#;a Turkish bath. It was chilly and I wanted to warm up, so I stepped in without any hesitation. The lobby was a simple wood-paneled room; a young man with a short beard sat at the desk. I paid roughly $15 for a private &#;