Wait, is Istanbul still Muslim?

Yesterday was the first day of our holiday week in Turkey. The streets were empty with only slight traffic as the Turkish paterfamilias's hurried from their homes to purchase animals for sacrifice. The city had been decorated by the various political parties with signs proclaiming "Kurban Bayramınız Mübarek Olsun" (Let your sacrifice holiday be holy). We can regard this as a singular moment in the yearly lunar calendar of Istanbul when even the Kemalists, supporters of the left wing (if I can call it that???) Republican People's Party, allow oh so Arabic sounding words like mübarek to encroach on their rhetoric.
To experience this sacrificial excitement I had tagged along with my neighbor and friend Zikri, a physics professor trained in the U.S. and a resolute supporter of "laiklik" (one of Atatürk's 6 principles and a word that means secularism. Incidently, laiklik indirectly derives from our word layman). Despite his political proclivities, my secularist friend sacrifices an animal each year like every pious and unpious patriarch of this city. Arriving at the site set aside for the purchase of animals, we ran into considerable traffic as thousands had flocked to procure their sacrifice. Once parked and out of the car, I closely followed my friend as we avoided the throngs and dodged the occasional bull that had slipped loose. The very Muslim "selam aleyküm" was the greeting of the day for the men exchanging fists full of cash for the rams and bulls of the villagers who had made their yearly pilgrimage to the metropolis of Istanbul. Along the way we had to step over the streams of blood flowing from the car washes that had been converted into makeshift slaughterhouses.
After finding the ram he had reserved, Zikri and I loaded the animal into a small pick-up and we were off to a local talebe yurdu. A talebe yurdu is a dormitory for poor university students who wish to supplement their university studies with religious instruction. The word talebe means pupil but is rarely used in Turkish and has similar roots to the word Taliban. The students of the talebe yurdu pay their dues by slaughtering animals once a year during Kurban Bayramı. With remarkable effeciency the students put our animal in a holding pen while they offered me a tour of the facility with typical Turkish hospitality. The students' life was not one of luxury but they did enjoy facilities suitable for any university student. After the tour, I returned to Zikri who was still awaiting the slaughter of his sacrifice.
A few minutes passed and our ram was off to the slaughter. The students led it to a garage where the animal was forced to the ground and blind folded. It was then taken to a short plastic barrier behind which Zikri and I stood and watched as the animal's throat was slit. Zikri, at this point, along with the men slaughtering the animal recited an Arabic prayer which praised Allah and asked him to receive the sacrifice. Seeing my friend Zikri recite the prayer as they slit the animal's throat was surreal to say the least. It seems that once a lunar year even the most secular can throw off the fetters of political dogma and enjoy a good old-fashioned Muslim sacrifice. Our animal was thereafter skinned, gutted and quartered. The meat was then given to us in plastic bags to be distributed to friends and family.
The whole process took only a few minutes and despite the many economic motives that compel many to participate in this ritual, it was a beautiful thing to watch. As a Christian, I have never had the opportunity to witness an animal sacrifice. I have never observed the noble animals that await their death with patience. It may just be that I am attributing human emotions to these creatures but they seem to recognize their impending slaughter and face it with a humility and strength beyond that of any man. Jesus Christ's sobriquet "the lamb of God" has now acquired a more physical connotation for me.