I haven’t had very much time to write since arriving in Istanbul, but the city is alive right now. Gezi Park is being cleared by police, and residents across the city are banging pots and pans and blowing their car horns in solidarity.
Some of the images coming out of Gezi tonight are jarring:
Okay, so this post is a bit premature. I’m not in Istanbul just yet, but will be in 24 hours time. I’m heading to the airport as I type this.
In Turkey, I’ll be helping launch Global Power Shift, which kicks-off in just 16 days. I’m more excited than I have the time to convey (and a bit nervous), but mainly all this just hasn’t sunk in yet. The thing I’m most excited about: meeting 600 incredible leaders from over 135 countries from every continent except Antarctica. (!)
I’m going to try my damnedest to capture the next two months of my life here. Stay tuned!
to…well John Boehner (his tears have gotten really famous)
Politicians cry. Often for cynical political reasons.
Obama didn’t have to cry in the clip above. He had already won the election. He cried because he felt it. He was overwhelmed by gratitude and appreciation for the volunteers who propelled him to victory. And when he cried, I felt that too.