Loved with equal fervour by conservative women and queer revolutionaries within Turkey, the blurred lines within his story cement Zeki Müren as a silhouette of a man. He is often used as an image in support of one side or the other, and the reality of his life has faded behind the iconic legend he created for himself. It does not come without its' drawbacks, but it also comes with benefits. He exposed a country to queerness and was accepted for it. Though there have undeniably been people to accept the mythos of the man, but not the reality of the queerness he represented echoed in their own lives, the opposite is also true. Queer people have seen themselves in him, and people who otherwise never would have voluntarily interacted with any form of gender-nonconformity were exposed to its beauty. By all accounts, Müren was also able to carve out a space for himself to exist and be loved as a whole queer human, which is worth something in and of itself. Not every queer person should or can be an activist, radical, or leader of the queer movement, but that reality does not eclipse queerness' inherent transformative nature. This truth is only magnified when it is put into the limelight.