Around 10:00 PM on October 10th, a citizen walking home on Mehter Çeşme Street in Esenyurt, Istanbul, was attacked by two men who had gotten out of a car. He died in the intensive care unit of Çam and Sakura State Hospital within a day. The murderer’s act of defending himself by daring to say ‘He cursed at me’ did not trivialize this murder, because it is as baseless as someone who killed the apartment’s beloved cat CEZVE by cornering and beating it, claiming ‘the cat attacked me’.
Name of the deceased: Hakan TOSUN.
This death, which occurred as a result of heavy blows to the head, is not ordinary for an ecological activist or journalist documenting the struggles for nature and human rights in Anatolia; nor is it ordinary for you or me in daily life.
The death inside a shop in Bostancı Industrial District is no ordinary thing.
The shooting into a car in Zincirlikuyu is no ordinary thing.
The death of a young man stabbed in the marketplace is no ordinary thing.
The unconscious death/martyrdom of soldiers in the cave while searching for the dead soldier is not ordinary.
The death while you are sleeping in the blazing hotel or dormitories is not an ordinary thing.
Our duty as human beings is to find answers to the questions that arise in our minds and arouse suspicion, asking a common question in Anatolia’s state hospitals, cemeteries, and markets—in short, across the nation. In memory of Hakan Tosun, who stood by and documented dozens of resistance movements from Akbelen to Samandağ, from İkizdere to Kazdağları, and even Validebağ; who defended not his own interests but those of nature and life itself, and who devoted all his time to this cause, we will continue to cry out together: “What happened to Hakan Tosun?”
As our voices are heard, we will understand that we are not alone and multiply. We know.
Take good care of yourself.
e.i. 
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