Turkish minister urges Europe to do justice to Muslims

Turkey’s EU minister has urged European countries to do justice to Muslims living in Europe and voiced concern over rising Islamophobic incidents in the West.

“Europe is not just a place for Christians,” Volkan Bozkir said late Saturday and reiterated the fact that millions of Turkish Muslims live in Europe.

Bozkir made the remarks during his address at a special program on Prophet Muhammad organized by the Turkish Islamic Union of the Institute for Religion in Bad Kreuznach, Germany.

Also, the minister strongly criticized those who blamed Islam for terrorism…


I suggest Turkish politician STFU. They’re just antagonizing people. We can talk about it again after you’ve admitted Turkey’s treatment of the Armenians.

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  • David

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    Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
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    I took some comfort there.

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  • David

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    And then some day
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    Oh, crazy
    For thinking that my love could hold you
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  • David

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  • David

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    Wah-wah wah-wah, wah wah-wah
    Wahhh

    I’m going where the sun keeps shining
    Through the pouring rain
    Going where the weather suits my clothes

    Banking off of the northeast winds
    Sailing on a summer breeze
    And skipping over the ocean like a stone

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    Can’t hear a word they’re saying
    Only the echoes of my mind

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    • dance…dancetotheradio

      Good song but Midnight Cowboy was a horrible movie.
      I watched it anyway a couple of years ago to see why it was a cultural touchstone.
      Couldn’t really make sense of it.

      • Justin St.Denis

        Agreed. Awful flick.

  • David

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    • tom_billesley

      I need a ringtone like I need ringworm. Just as irritating.

  • winniec

    Admit the genocides of the 3 million on the 100th anniversary of 1915-1924.
    Native Christians of Anatolia lost everything in Turkey including their homes and their countries to the Turkish invaders. Turks are not the native people. Now the Turks are trying to commit genocide of the Kurds.

    • David

      Your right.

  • Yusuf_Al_Kafir

    ‘Bozkir made the remarks during his address at a special program on Prophet Muhammad organized by the Turkish Islamic Union….’

    A dude at a program on Muhammad is talking about peoples of two different religions peacefully co-existing?

    That’s pretty rich!

    • tom_billesley

      He wants deference, not co-existence.
      Beware of fascists talking of a need to protect their expatriates: Hitler and the Germans in Sudetenland, Putin and the Russians in Ukraine and Latvia.

  • Minicapt

    I don’t see the problem with doing justice to the Mohammedans.

    Cheers

    • Justin St.Denis

      Same thought passed through my head.