Mesut Ilica

I am a divorced Turkish implant in the US with two kids. Unfortunately I am not able to entertain you with pictures of my shiny six packs or pictures of me hiking in Nepal. I am an over weight couch potato who watches way too much TV. With my white hair, low pitch voice and know-it-all attitude a lot of people think I am a well-read intellectual. I like my reputation as it is so please don't tell anybody. But... Instead of reading actual works of contemporary acclaimed scholars such as Pikkety, Stiglitz, Harvey or Acemoglu, I read articles about them in the Economist and talk about them as if I read the originals. I am only 5'10”. And that is only in the morning. Somehow I shrink to 5'9” towards the end of the day. (To tall ladies out there, I have a pair of Sketchers looking shoes that lift me up an inch or two and my ego does not get bruised even if I am shorter than you.) (But please be less than 6'5”.) Even though I wished I were, I am not as optimistic towards life as most claim to be. I am not a cynic but more of a realist. (Yea I know. I am getting old.) Believe me I am an environmentally conscious person who does not deny global warming. But I drive a big SUV and now that I am single again and in the midst of mid-life crisis I am thinking of getting a noisy German (or Italian) coupe with the engine in the back (hoping not to break my neck getting in and out.) Before, I cared more about why people like Trump are the way they are. Now I care more about what I have to do because they are the way they are. I love Republicans and even respect those who may vote for Trump for this and that reason. But if you like or admire him personally and believe in his views I think you will not be able to warm up to my philosophical leanings. I wish I weren't but I am an atheist. (If I could believe in a supernatural force I think I would be a genuinely happier person. But there is just no chemistry between me and the BIG ONE). I can not play any musical instrument and when I was 14 I got kicked out of music school. Even though I appreciate all criticisms of it I still love suburban life. I spent most of my young adulthood in NYC. I grew up and currently spend half of my time in Istanbul with 17 Million other souls. I had my share of traffic, noise, pollution, crazies, indecency, hectic crowds, roaches, rats etc …. I would definitely urge my children to get some NYC experience at least for a few years. Maybe my social and political views are more in tandem with city folk. But at this point I prefer to live a boring life among people who nod to complete strangers. I love it when mail person knows my name and s/he can open my unlocked door and leave Christmas gifts inside the house. I want my worst traffic to be in the Walmart parking lot on a Saturday afternoon. I love homecoming parades, summer concerts, moving lawn and trying to fix my own house and end up calling a professional anyway.…. Kale ??? NOOOO. Broccoli YES. I CAN and DO whistle. I gave up on grand questions (Whys) and their grand answers (Becauses). Never did Karaoke. I am a small time gambler. Whenever I can, I play lotto. No more than 2 bucks for powerball and one buck for megamillions. Imagine how boring my life is... I feel adventurous (and proud) when I switch from Classic Rock to House in the car stereo. I am and feel too old. (I have not figured out the details of my daydream yet but I wish I were 25 again but I also want my kids with me.) Even though I wish I weren't, I am just too big for bike riding. I fly around fifty thousand (ECONOMY) miles a year and I am sick of it. That's why, even to my amazement, couple of months ago I turned down an offer for a trip to Laos. I still love traveling, especially cruising in one of those giant ships. (not because I visit exotic places but because rooms

* Фактический адрес проживания определен с точностью до города: Турция, Стамбул, İstanbul.