A Joke, a Plot, a Blot
If I were a much better humorist/comedian/caricaturist, I think I would have created all kinds of jokes about the latest coup in Turkey. Most would center on how farcically short and amateurish it was. Things like: “How many days does a Turkish coup d’état last? We’ll never know, Turks can’t count that high, they only know hours”; or “How many Turkish air force pilots does it take to shoot down a plane? They can’t, because they don’t know how to press the button to fire their weapons” (playing off reports that pilots participating in the coup had a lock on the plane carrying President Erdogan but never shot it down); or even “How far away do you have to live to plot a Turkish coup? About 5,300 miles (8,500 kilometers)”—the distance from Ankara to the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania (where Fethullah Gulen resides, whom Erdogan is holding responsible for the attempt).




