I have an objection
I've been sitting in my seat for quite a while, and I feel a weight on me. I guess my first objection is to gravity. If it wasn't pulling me towards the ground to this degree, why would I feel weight on me, right? I'm objecting to gravity. It shouldn't pull us this much!
I have an objection today. I feel like objecting to something.
I'm thinking, what am I dissatisfied with?
I've been sitting in my seat for quite a while, and I feel a weight on me. I guess my first objection is to gravity. If it wasn't pulling me towards the ground to this degree, why would I feel weight on me, right? I'm objecting to gravity. It shouldn't pull us this much!
My second objection is to the ground. Pulling so much is too much. And where does it get the right to do that, did it ask me? Why is it pulling me for no reason? I also object to the ground! Let it do something else, or if it has to pull me, let it pull others and leave me alone. Let's take some of this weight off me.
Then I object to the weather too, it's either too hot or too cold. Either rainy or snowy. Even the spring weather causes trouble. I immediately put on something light, and then I catch cold. What in God's name is this? Why can't it stay where it is in such good conditions? And does it have to blow all the time? Sometimes it creates storms in a glass of water. And sometimes it doesn't blow at all, and it's really suffocating. Let it be the way I want it. If I say blow, it blows, if I say stop, it stops. Hot if I want it hot, cold if I want it cold. I object!
And I'm having trouble with this water. It does whatever it wants. Sometimes it freezes, becomes ice. If you heat it up a little, it turns to steam, vanishes into thin air. Sit down, will you? Do what I want you to do. And what's that bubbling when it's boiling? Why don't you boil quietly? Why are you making noise? I object to you too. Whoever's going to do something, say something to this water. I object!
Then there's the soil, it's also behaving senselessly. If you touch a little bit of it, it gets on your hands and your hands get dirty. And sometimes they get together with the water and annoy me. They try to get on top of us by saying that they are no longer soil, that we are mud. If you throw a stone, it splashes on you. I object to both of them!
By the way, I have something to say to the stone. Why are you siding with them because I threw you? Throw it properly! Don't you ever think to be careful and not splash the mud? I object to you too!
And my arm is getting tired. I won't throw stones again. Let them do what they want!
And a word or two to the sun, what is this, brother, you rise and set. Your brother is the same as you. He doesn't rest at night either. Why don't you stay still? Let me leave the choice to you, you can choose wherever you want in the sky and stand there. I've got so much to do, and I have to deal with you. Objection!
And how nice it would be to have the sun in one corner of the sky and the moon in the other. Wouldn't that be interesting?
And what's that? You, sun, I'm talking to you! What's it like to hide behind the clouds sometimes? You think the clouds will save you? You're the sun. I object to that too. Your turn will come, just wait. I'll bring you both to your knees!
I was about to say, "Oh God, I'm relieved, I've just written down what I object to, when I heard the sound of thunder in the distance.
Yes, thunder, you're on my list of objections.
What, you think you're something because you're louder than me? You think you'll scare me with two thunderclaps? Do you know who I am? You think I can't object to you? I object to you, and I object to you and the thunder and the lightning, I object to all of you!
Okay, it's freezing outside, it's getting colder, it's drizzling.
But these days will pass!
Okay, you don't have to remind me! I get it, it's winter. Winter is coming. So what if Russia cut off the gas? Is there no gas elsewhere? We buy gas from Azerbaijan, don't we buy gas from Iran? And I know we buy LNG from Qatar. There is no gas, brother! Anyway, we will soon be extracting our own gas, we won't need anyone else's gas! Don't get me started! Eyt! I'll burn it! Greece, get off the island, evacuate!
Oh, I misunderstood. Russia was giving us gas. They cut off Europe's gas. Well, they should have done their math. If you take America's gas, you'll be left without gas. Can you trust American gas? You can never trust America. It'll leave us stranded in the middle of nowhere.
It left us all alone. Moreover, there is not a sock he hasn't pulled over our heads. We are still dealing with it. But if they called us, we would jump at once. They just ignore us. Anyway, I cannot object to America.
It's a mess over there right now, there's an internal showdown going on. Trump trum trum. They raided the man's house. Now they are dealing with Trump. They are not in a position to deal with the outside.
Every man hangs by his own bootstraps. The people in Europe should have been a bit smarter. They shouldn't get carried away.
What's the matter with me, I'm already in Moscow. As for gas, this is where the gas comes from. But they still haven't connected gas to our dacha, they say next year. But it doesn't matter, we go to the dacha in summer anyway. They will connect it soon, I don't worry about that at all.
As I said, my objection is to air and water. You know, just for the sake of it.
The country is in an economic crisis, the cost of living is high, inflation is through the roof, the foreign currency has skyrocketed, I have no objection to that! There is unemployment, asylum seekers have flooded the country, the country has turned into a roadblock, credit agencies have downgraded our credit rating, we cannot find a penny of foreign currency even if it is a loan, no one wants to invest, industrialists are crying, banks are not lending, I have no objection to these either! Tradesmen are also bleeding, farmers have stopped sowing and reaping, livestock breeders cannot feed their animals, everything is going up every day, it doesn't matter. So should I object?
On the other hand, like beating water out of a mortar, they have empty discussions every day on discussion programs about who will be the candidate of the opposition, I don't care about the empty comments of allibilirogs who take every word for granted. What should I say to those who try to make their supporters goygogo by taking things out of context? Should I object to them?
On the other hand, concerts are constantly banned due to the complaints of certain groups of idle people, artists are arrested for no reason and then given meaningless sentences to stay at home. lawlessness is rampant, the place is full of corrupt people who have made a habit of corruption, but no one can or will do anything about it, but teachers who wanted to make a press statement to object to something were intervened with tear gas, should I object to these?
Even Celal Şengör, one of the few valuable people the country has been able to raise, was called to testify, should I object to that?
The state of the country is obvious, all the nails are out of place, the minister sees it, what should I say? I can't object to that!
I wrote down everything I object to like a good man. Can I object to the rest? If I open my mouth, there are many supporters of the government who will say why did you open it? They all say "reyis de reyis" as if mesmerized. He broke it himself, but he must know something. And if he fixes it, only he can fix it, what other option is there?
I think he knows everything!
If you want to object to something, just object to the air and water like me and leave the rest alone. Sit in your seats. And when the ballot box comes out, vote for the leader! Or even don't, it doesn't matter if you do or not. In any case, if nothing happens, something will happen. Reyis will pull another rabbit out of his hat, the people will elect him again, and that's it.
Sir? Excuse me, doesn't the leader have a hat? Wait a minute! Oh, I just remembered, you're right, that fedora belonged to Shepherd Sülo, they even put it on his coffin. Dad! I got it mixed up. Sorry!
By the way, I pay tribute to our ninth President Süleyman Demirel. He was a funny person. He came and went many times, sat and got up from that seat of power. He never worried about it.
So let's remember a few words of the deceased:
-Humor is a punch, you never know who it will hit and when.
-Is there any other way to explain this?
-Were there gasoline in the country and we drank it?
-There is gas in the country!
-The Aegean is not a Greek lake. The Aegean is not a Turkish lake either. Therefore, the Aegean is not a lake.
-Yesterday is yesterday, today is today.
-Roads are not worn out by walking.
-Democracies do not run out of remedies!
Love and regards to everyone from Moscow