Here is the best story yet from Gezi Park in Istanbul, Turkey. Stories sent via those damn "smart phones".
Piano concert in Taksim
Istanbul, June 14, 1201 hrs.
Every revolution needs its heroes. Ours is called Davide. He is the
Yesterday and tonight he has been playing in Taksim for twelve hours
straight, until ten o’ clock in the morning. When the rain started, people held
a canvas over him and his piano, and he continued to play. ‘Imagine’, ‘Let it
be’, ‘We are the World’, ‘Bella Ciao’, etc. etc. Fifty meters away there was a
row of police buses and water cannons ready for the final attack. On the other
side, candles were burning in honour of the people who died in the protest.
Same concert, next morning.
Throughout the night, live streamers had to work in shifts to cover the
marathon. People from around the world were touched by so much beauty. Messages
of solidarity kept pouring in from every inhabited continent.
Davide is a Sicilian who lives in Germany. He came here with his piano on a
truck to defend Gezi park. “This is what I can do,” he told me afterwards, “it’s
not much, but it’s loud.” He intends to resist until the threat on the park is
That threat was reiterated earlier in the day by prime minister Erdogan. He
appealed to the Turkish mothers to take their children out of the park, because
things could turn very ugly.
In response, the Turkish mothers showed up to form a human chain around Gezi
in support of their children.
Afterwards, they swirled through the park by the
hundreds, harvesting applause wherever they went.
The threat of brutality didn’t stop the people from gathering in the park.
Once again, the place was packed by citizens of all ages determined to