You send your teenager down to the store for a few mundane essentials. He never comes home again. Shot in the head by police with a “non-lethal” tear gas canister, your son lies in a coma for 269 days, his weight dropping to less than 40 lbs, before finally dying. Your head of state calls the boy a “stooge of a terrorist organization” because he was wearing a scarf when shot by the police. Ten thousand people attend his funeral. You are Turkish couple Gülsüm Elvan and Sami Elvan.
His name was Berkin Elvan. He was fifteen years old when he died.
“I gave the orders myself,” said the Prime Minister.
The Turkish youth, whose attack by police and subsequent death galvanized the nation, had the ill fortune to encounter a militarized police force out in force to quell the…
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