Sycophants Expert in Everything

We have a beautiful saying among the people. "There is no mistake in simile" say the ancients. Whoever understands what from the words and the magical power of words and what he takes for himself is his share. Songs, meaningful words, poems, films, in short, all branches of art teach us lessons about many subjects and experiences over time. In a way, the facts are nothing but the transfer of what passes through the mind and what is poured from the tongue to the lines as writing. One of the most beautiful methods of transferring these feelings and thoughts is jokes and tales. In fact, some of us do not like fairy tales and jokes! Because fairy tales and jokes express what no one can say easily and bravely. The heroes in fairy tales and jokes are not "yes sir, basket sir". They are nothing like today's sycophants. 

Let's come to our fairy tale. It is a fairy tale as the name suggests. In a country, one of the Sultans loved to eat aubergine. One day he said to his sycophant:

"How nice it would be to have aubergine satay, if only we could eat it.

Would this sycophant stop?

His majesty has hit the nail on the head, sir! Aubergine kebab also adds life to life, it is delicious, delicious!

The sycophant, realising that the sultan's ego was swelling, throws himself again:

-How right you are, sultan!

The sultan's aubergine praise continues:

Fried aubergine is the king of dishes!

The sycophant is on fire:

Oh my sultan, you are the king, what is the name of aubergine? You are right, fried aubergine is also good.

The sultan switches from fried aubergine to imambayıldı:

I love imambayıldı too!

Sycophant:

Don't ask, my Sultan, I love it too, sultan!

You can't eat aubergine all the time, one day the sultan gets bored of aubergine and the aubergine ode turns into an aubergine satire.

Our sultan starts ranting behind the aubergine:

This fried aubergine makes me sick to my stomach.

And the sycophant's turban turns upside down:

"Oh my lord, don't eat it, is fried aubergine food?

The turn comes to fried aubergine.

Sultan:

Imambayıldı is inedible because of its oil. What is that oil, I will never eat it again.

Sycophant:

You're right, it makes you faint inside!

Aubergine kebab...

Oh my lord, you are worthy of so many dishes!

Aubergine pan...

Don't eat it, my sultan, it's poor food...

Aubergine sittma...

Your Sultan, don't let it sit on your stomach!

Karnıyarık...

Oh sultan, there's no honour in your name!

Alinazik...

Don't let it hurt your delicate stomach!

Hünkârbeğendi...

Your Majesty, there's no other dish left to like!

Shakshuka...

My Sultan, it's like the belly of a skittles...

Moussaka...

My sovereign, what good did you see in it?

Stuffed aubergine, hash browns, salad...

Don't eat it, sultan. Does it suit you?

While the aubergine abuse was going on like this, the head cook of the palace, who witnessed this strange aubergine conversation between the sultan and the sycophant, said to the sycophant

"Yesterday you were praising aubergine to the skies, but today you're bashing it. What do you want from aubergine?

The sycophant said:

I get my salary from the sultan, not from the aubergine. I am the sycophant of the sultan, not of the aubergine.

The sultan throws the aubergine out of the window and says, "Let me eat some fish. He orders fish for the chef. The chef goes down to the bazaar. He sees two men arguing about how to distinguish the male from the female fish. The men also see the chef. 

"Let's ask the palace chef," says one of them. "If anyone knows, he knows." They ask him. "I don't know either," says the chef. "But I'll ask the sultan when I get to the palace." The men look at the chef with astonishment. "Is our great sultan an expert on this subject too?" they say. The chef said calmly, "No, he is not, but the sultan does what he says. He does this every day. Fish talk, aubergine praise, aubergine vilification. The sex of the fish is up to the sultan's sublime foresight. Especially when he has his experts with him, whom he consults. They know everything more than the sultan. If the sultan does not know, they will know the sex of the fish in no time at all, and they will never deprive the sultan of this knowledge!"

This is what life is like. This fairy tale is like a summary of the process we are going through with the government and the opposition! Those who sit in the seats and their sycophants know everything better than anyone else. We, on the other hand, only argue among ourselves.

I say stay with respectful love.