Kurds

A Journey to Turkish Kurdistan

“In less than two hours you will arrive at the end of the world,” said Mehmet, the owner of the teahouse where the minibus bound for Bahçesaray departs. Our long morning of animated conversation came to an end as I squeezed into the small vehicle overloaded with passengers and their cargo of pickles and cooking […]

A PKK Fighter Puts Down his Gun

A PKK Fighter Puts Down his Gun

There was nothing out of the ordinary about Firat Uzun when I first met him in the heart of Duhok’s bustling bazaar. This was in the foothills of the high mountains of northern Iraq, not far from the border with Turkey and Iran, and like many of the other friendly Kurds in that little corner […]