Now we are getting somewhere.........
someone whose natural tendencies are to worry about the weak
What I have tried to say above, with the examples through my url links, is summarized in your quote above.
Once the leaders of the two communities agree in the division of political power, what would be the safeguards that they will act in the best interests of the people, or their people, whatever the case may be? The "weak" could be both TCs and GCs.
The existing types of governance have huge numbers of flaws, both for the TCs and GCs, by their elected leaders. The Cyprus problem creates enough "dust" to cover these real people's problems.
I think, it is more important to set the right rules, laws and responsibilities, that would apply to both for the people-citizens and the leaders-governors, than to fight about which side would have how much "political power".
Abuse of power is committed by those in power, not the masses. An honest TC president, of a united Cyprus, is 100 times better than a corrupt GC president.
If the laws and the taxation system are in favour of the rich, the "weak" will remain "weak", whether they GCs or TCs, regardless of the ethnicity of the leader or the composition of government.
The bottom line, is that the people need to be treated fairly and to have an equal opportunity to improve their lives, regardless of where their leader comes from.
Does the Annan plan, or any other proposed or existing plan, provide these basic safeguards to the people, the "weak" people in particular?
Are our political leaders using the same old tactics, diverting our attention to matters concerning their own political power, making us believe that if they retain the most political power, this power will automatically be translated to the respective people of his race? Are they keeping us in the dark?
It was a dark autumn night. The Mullah, down on his elbows and knees, was searching assiduously in the dust, under the streetlight.
A belated neighbour asked him:
"What are you doing Hoca?"
"I am looking for my key."
The helpful neighbour got down on his knees to give a hand. They searched at length, without result.
Tired, the man finally asked:
"Tell me Hoca, are you certain that you lost your keys here?"
"Of course not," replied Nasrudin, "I lost them in my cellar."
"Then why on earth do you look for them in the street?"
"For there is more light here."
And my favorite one,
One night, Nasreddin Hodja and his wife were awakened by a commotion coming from the street. Obviously some people were fighting. Hodja and his wife waited for the noises to go away but when the fight kept going on, Hodja decided to take a look. He was in his night dress, so he haphazardly took the quilt from the bed and put it over his shoulders and went out to the street. By this time the brawl was slowly waning away. Hodja approached the group of people to learn what the dispute was all about. Some men were still grappling, some watching, some about to leave and some others urging to end the quarrel. Before Hodja could understand what was going on, someone made use of the dark and the confusion, grabbed the Hodja's quilt and ran off with it. Just about then the fight eventually came to an end and people dispersed. Hodja went back home sans quilt.
`Effendi, what was the commotion all about?' asked his wife when Hodja entered the bedroom.
`I think it was about a quilt.' the Hodja answered. `The quilt gone, the fight done!'
Where is OUR "quilt" Erol? Did we ever have one?
