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In a twist that even Shakespeare wouldn’t script, Izmir Bay is experiencing an aquatic apocalypse, with fish deaths defying the laws of nature and common sense for over 50 days, thus earning a shiny new world record. Marine scientist Doğan Yaşar must be basking in the glory of this achievement, which he somehow believes is a cause for celebration rather than panic. “Who needs fast recovery when you can have a prolonged drama?” he seems to suggest.
He cheerfully points to two essential ingredients for cleaning up this grim fish graveyard: magically functioning treatment plants and the mythical dismantling of concrete structures — because who doesn’t love a good demolition project when your fishy friends are gasping for air and their bodies are turning into something that would make any student of marine biology weep? If only the local government had the same faith in science that they do in the unyielding ability of pollution to hang around like a houseguest who just won’t leave.
Yaşar paints a picture of the absurdity: fish dying in loads not in lakes but in the heart of a metropolitan bay — go figure! “This isn’t just another Tuesday in the life of Izmir,” he quips, throwing a verbal life preserver to the drowning municipality that seems to think the environment is just one of those pesky things to ignore.
Remember 2002, when the bay was like an oil-slicked villain in a bad movie? Oh, how the treatment plants worked their magic, transforming it back to stunning blue waters. It’s almost like watching Cinderella — if Cinderella were literally suffocating under heaps of garbage. The folks of Izmir must be thumbing through old fairytales hoping for another miracle, while the fish, unfortunately, seem to have received a much grimmer script.
Despite a 15-point action plan that sounds less like an environmental directive and more like the punchline of a bad joke, Yaşar narrows it down (to no one’s surprise) to those two magical factors. It’s quite reassuring to know that the fate of an entire ecosystem rests on the whims of bureaucratic decision-making and infrastructure upgrades — a true nail-biter, this.
So, as strong odors waft through the city and fish become a new form of soupy street art, one can only wonder what it will take for the people of Izmir to stop treating the bay like a dumpster and start treating it like, well, a bay. Secretary of the Environment might as well have a golden throne because judging by the current state of affairs, the fish will surely have more faith in it than the municipality ever will. Welcome to the bizarre underwater circus that is Izmir Bay, the place where fish go for their grand farewell tour.
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