” Buzzzzzzzz, clonk, buzz-zzz zzz”, that’s the sound of the shoddy clamped out old scooter carrying three generations of a family changing gear as they try and overtake a car on the road here.
“Buzzzzzzz, clonk, crack, shatter, boom, wail”, that’s the sound the scooter makes as it clips the car catapulting a grandmother, mother, husband, and child into the road facing oncoming traffic.
“Nee-nor, nee-nor, nee-nor” is the noise of ambulance coming to clean up the bloody mess of bodies in varying states of injury. Only the father was wearing a helmet (???!). The old woman, who was sat side saddle holding the newborn, seems worst hit. The younger woman is up holding the baby (now silent) as she screams at the husband in tears. He lies semi-conscious in a pool of blood with a trapped leg.
“Arrggggghh!” Is the sound from me, a pedestrian trying to cross the road and witness to this crap. And it’s a common occurrence here in Turkey. “You flaming idiots”, I want to shout as I stare at the tears, pain, and tragedy that could so easily have been avoided. Who in their right mind thinks a rust rotten scooter is a suitable form of transport for three adults and a baby? Skirt or not, why would you ever sit side saddle on the back and let’s not even get me started on the not holding on and clutching an infant, or lack of headgear by all but the driver…”arrrgghhhh!” This stupidity amazes me. This kind of shit you expect in third world countries like India (where the lead photo was taken by Jchmarra at Flickr as I didn’t have my camera at the time). Turkey is more modern than that, right? Or so they would like us to believe. It’s times like this that do make me think Turkey still has a long way to go before entering the 21st century.