When I was a child they would tell us about Ataturk, but I really could not understand that when I was  child. They told us he waged wars, he staged revolutions. But why did he make revolutions? I understood nothing. There were black and white photos on thick paper, and articles and poems about Ataturk. I had no idea what was going on. Then I realized he was a very devout Ottoman gentleman, a very high-class individual. The measures he took against fanaticism were very apposite. Almost everything he did was spot on, although nobody is perfect, of course. Everyone makes mistakes, and he made them, too. But in general he was spot on. Those days were when crudity and fanaticism were at a peak. He had a desk. He had a dinner table, there were no feast table in Britain or France of such quality. Ladies and gentlemen were both very elegant at that time. How did you teach them these things? How did you get that desk looking so good? The clothes were like they were on a model, masha&rsq