If you don't have a donkey, don't you even have a son-in-law, my dear brother?

For a testosterone machine looking to climb the career ladder via a shortcut, the most useful shortcut is to attain the status of a son-in-law.

There are many similar examples in Ottoman history.

Nevşehirli Damat Ibrahim Pasha, Hersekzade Ahmed Pasha, Makbul Ibrahim Pasha, Çorlulu Ali Pasha, Sokullu Mehmed Pasha, Kanijeli Ibrahim Pasha, Silâhtar Ali Pasha, Koca Ragıp Pasha, and Muhsinzade Mehmed Pasha are the most well-known.

It is worth remembering that some of them lost their heads.

The institution of the son-in-law was also an apparatus used effectively by FETÖ members.

One of the biggest dreams of the pious was to have a FETÖ-affiliated son-in-law, as they had neither alcohol nor cigarettes nor the slightest illegitimate habit, other than treason against the country.

They lost their heads, too.

We couldn't manage it, so our heads are still in place.

It wouldn't be accurate to say that I watched those who did manage it with envy.

This way is more fun.

The marks left by the torture endured while climbing step by step from scratch turn into Napoleon's cries of victory as time passes.

In the other case, the neck is always bent.

A bent neck ruins comfort both in the coffin and in the grave.

A scoliosis-ridden neck also draws the attention of the congregation at the funeral ceremony.

Why did I write these things?

The state has seized the foundation of a professor I know very well.

They apologized to the professor and expressed their gratitude for the services he has rendered to date.

They informed the professor that the properties worth billions, which he acquired despite having no commercial activity, were being siphoned off from the foundation's protection.

They stated that they could no longer turn a blind eye to this, otherwise, the properties of a foundation of the Turkish State, even if they belonged to the professor, were being moved—smuggled—to the Queen's country by the hand of the son-in-law.

It seems the testosterone machine hit a snag.

His dreams were shattered.

The properties he was going to acquire for free returned to the possession of their true owner in accordance with the law of plastic movement.

The son-in-law, who was trying to catch the birds in the bush with appetite, lost the bird in his hand as well and fell even behind the point where he started.