Claire Berlinski has a long piece up at The Tower that is well worth reading. Her tone, passion, and rage here remind me of Wartime, Paul Fussell’s extraordinary memoir/history of WWII. These are Claire’s final few paragraphs:
A few loud sound bombs go off about a street away from me. At least I hope they’re just sound bombs, but by this point I’m so tired that for all I really care they could be H-bombs. All I want to do is sleep. A Christian cemetery in Şişli has somehow been damaged in all of this, details unclear.