On Saturday, Panteios professor Martha Mihailidou and Bilgi professor Asli Tunc presented survey results collected from roughly 500 Panteios and Bilgi college students’ regarding their views about Turks and Turkish society and Greeks and Greek society, respectively, along with their television viewing habits vis-a-vis the series. Additionally, the respondents were queried, via 40 or so questions, about the personal attitudes towards a possible romance with a member of the opposite sex who happened to be from the other country. The specific television series, entitled “Yabanc Damat” (Foreign Groom) in Turkish and “Ta Sinora tis Agapis” (Borders of Love) in Greek, was produced for and aired by Turkey’s Kanal-D network beginning in November 2004. It was later broadcast throughout Greece by the private Mega channel, generating phenomenal TV ratings in a 'football-less' summer season in the country. According to the survey paper, the series deals with the relationship between a young Greek man and a young Turkish woman and the problems -- and especially the prejudices -- encountered in an inter-cultural relationship (and later marriage). Its comedic tone and play on historic Greco-Turkish antagonism made it a huge hit in both Turkey and Greece, as well as making stars out of the leading actors.
It's not so difficult to find good news if you search for it. I know something like this is being re-enacted for real much closer to home. Waging peace. This is Romeo and Juliet as a comedy with a happy ending... (see this from Modern Greek, University of Michigan)
and Lin has saved me a fee to my accountant by filling in my form herself and actually saving me some tax as well. In Corfu we met a really good and pleasant accountant who's submitted our Corfu tax forms - for which daunting looking 6 pages she needed our 'pink slips' attesting the transfer of cash from UK for house purchase, our local tax numbers from our house contract and our passports - all done for a most reasonable fee, as we chatted in her office near the Ionian University. The sun is sparkling off the little windmills in our garden. Our dog Oscar was all over us, and the cat Flea allowed herself to be stroked several times and I've got two interesting assignments coming up this week and more next, and Amy got 'Recognition of Good Work' from West Midlands Police for helping with the arrest of youths spraying grafitti in the city centre and I've already had photographs from our friend M in Ano Korakiana about a project to build the same kind of wild fowling punt that my stepfather built with Colin Willock in 1957. I've passed M's sequence of photos on to Jack's biographer, Paul Peacock.stepfather's TV programmes and enjoyed his books (I saw some on a shelf, beside Paul's biography of him, when we strolled over to their house for supper the other evening) is, to a struggling rationalist, more than astonishing, especially when I think of the happenstance of having a home in Democracy Street in the first place. M diffidently remarked that he was less sceptical than me about such eventualities being fortuitous.