Don't tell my mother, I'm inside

“I grew up 'inside'. It can be said that my personality was shaped 'inside'. But I never got used to 'inside', I never adopted being 'inside'. I have always found the 'inside' to be contrary to the nature of being human. (…) I made countless friends 'inside'. For each of them, prison was an important experience that undoubtedly left an indelible impact on their lives. Among these friends of mine were famous or infamous journalists, writers, politicians, businessmen or mafia types. There were also those who continued their relations with politics and the organizations they supported; And those who, when asked, say, 'I have already closed those books.' There were also those who blamed their imprisonment on people's heads and used it as a kind of 'capital' to sustain themselves; And those who only remember it as a painful experience in their hearts and do not like to talk about it.”

An experienced prisoner, Cafer Solgun, tells the first chapter of his prison experience, which lasted nearly twenty years, with intervals from 1978 to 1987. Sinop, Davutpaşa, Metris, Sagmalcilar... The "inside" view of the September 12 coup... The first "special type cell" application in prisons, hunger strikes, death fasts... Resistance... Life in prison, with its extraordinary days and ordinary routine and relationships... Daily routines of oppression and resistance . Racon and "domestic" law... Cafer Solgun not only tells about life "inside", he invites us to confront Turkey's recent past. “Life was flowing and longings, mixed with the ideals of Turkey, were accumulating in the prisons…”

(From the Promotional Bulletin)

Dough Type: 2nd Dough

Number of Pages: 256

Size: 13x19,5

Number of Printings: 1st Edition

First Printing Year: 2017

Media Type: Paperback