Friday, March 31, 2006


در این بین هم به خبرها سرک می کشی و در یکی از عکس ها می بینی که یه دختر که به زور سه سالش میشه در سرزمین ثروتمند مادری اش، همه چی رو در زلزله از دست داده و به خاک سیاه نشسته، حالت رو بد نمی کنه؟ ناتوانی ات برای انجام دادن کوچکترین کار برای اون دختر معصوم که میتونست به جای دختر خودت که با شکم سیر و لباس خواب صورتی مخملی اش توی رختخواب آبی اش، در خواب ناز فرو رفته، حالت رو بدتر نمی کنه؟ خیلی خیلی حالم بده.

برگرفته از وبلاگ مامان غزل

Cham Cham Ghungaroo Bole

My dad's primary care physician is from Pakistan. He had referred my dad to his own American cardiologist doctor/friend. The American doctor kept speaking about Pakistan. I had flashbacks of my first experience and observation of the events when leaving my country of birth, Iran for Pakistan. Between translating and explaining to and from my dad to the cardiologist... I remembered... Loads of passengers sat on every inch of the train. The smell of coconut (hair) oil and Hashish was air foiling my nostrils. I was scrambled between people dressed in shalwar kameez, the traditional south Asian tunic-pants made of bright colors, or mirror work with embroidery and tassels. With ornaments for every visible part of their body, gems for the head and nose rings to bangles and gold bands on their arms and anklets the train looked like a moving gala. The smiling prostitutes, dancing khosras with toe rings and ghungaroo jingle bells fastened to their ankles, shaved scalp children running on top of the luggage racks, the hard bench seats, hunger, thirst, exhaustion and the uncertainty of my future made me want to plunge myself. The temperature was rising and the train caught speed to run in accordance to maintain high standard of punctuality. This however was adding to the physical pressure. At every station... I could see a small army of helpers walking around. Pakistani men and boys would run to the passengers' windows carring cold or hot drinks, samosas, pakoras, onion bhajis kebabs and cakes. Before I faint from hunger and thirst a woman sitting on the opposite bench in a steel mug offered me sweet and flavored nutmeg milk. As I drank and dropped the mug from my face, she offered me a piece of chapati. I felt a sudden ripple of anguish. Layers of pain were building inside me. The series of events had drowned my energy and lack of concentration made me a latent candidate for chaos...

... your father has to take... additional medication... He is a high risk for heart attack. I want him back in two weeks...

Thursday, March 30, 2006


ایران من!

می خواهم همیشه فردا بماند. فردا که نمی دانم چه، چه می شود. که نفسی می آید؟ می خواهم همیشه، همیشه بماند گرچه خاطره ها محو می شوند. ایران من، چند زمان از ترنم خاک تنم با روح جنگل هایت گذشته است؟ از تکه سنگی و درختان روی تپه و جوانه های ساقه های سبز و سفید و سرخ؟ چند موج به روی هم شناورند در رودخانه ها و دریاچه هایت امروز؟ چند رقص نور در لابه لای بودن ها و نبودن ها سایه افکنده اند؟
و از هر چه گذشته است دور می شوم. دستانم را به روی چهره ام می گذارم و می بویم. شاید که به یاد آورم. و این یاد توست که  تمامی تنم را در بر می گیرد. وطن، این هم آغوشی عطر تو است با لبانم و نفست که خاطرم را بارور می کند!
Charles A. Kupchan and Ray Takeyh: Easing sanctions, releasing Iranian assets frozen since the revolution and ultimately establishing diplomatic relations should also be on the table. The prospect of such rewards will do much more to empower Iranian moderates than a tightened economic embargo or attacks on nuclear facilities.

my friend's comment on this post:... and while we are there why don't we make Ahamdinejad the KING!!!

and Roger (another friend)comments : Not king. Just send him to Disney World. It would make a great commercial:

"Ahamdinejad where are you doing?"

"I'm going to Disney to heap scorn on the Great Satan!"

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Count Down blogs: "things related to Iran are treated in such a degree of sloppiness and vagueness even by people like Professor Francis Fukuyama. Examples: -The elections in Iran are bundled together with elections elsewhere in the Middle East to prove the point that Islamism is on the rise, and push for elections isn't really working. -Iran is a semi-democracy (whatever the term means) and democratic but not liberal (amusingly enough, Iran is the only example of an illeberal democracy in Prof. Fukuyama's famous book).

It is both sad and funny that Iran is held to standards much lower than even Robert Mugabe's Zimbabwe when assessing the "democratic degree" of its elections. Few cases of fraud and intimidation are enough for the West to dismiss the election results in Belarus but in Iran election of Ahmadinejad becomes a hotly debated topic and evidence as to how "democratic" means can produce "illiberal" results. Official election figures are thrown around as valid data points as if the freeness and the fairness of the election were rubber-stamped by no less than Jimmy Carter himself."

The little girl was awarded the green belt in Taekwondo today. In celebration of her great achievement... I took her to starbucks for a chocolate milk drink and a chocolate cupcake.

Little-my-girl, I appreciate your patience and hard work. I know how much you don't want to attend these self-defense classes but I hope you will appreciate it when you get older, wiser and more mature. I know I have to dress you in princess clothes and tiara so that you will agree to come to your Taekwondo classes... but it doesn't matter how silly we may look to others. I love you my girl so much that today while you licked melted chocolate off your fingers... I wanted to hold you tight in my arms and kiss you Big. My girl... you are the cutest and the most wonderful little girl... I have come to know and I hope I will be able to help you and guide you... so that you are strong enough to fly and journey through your life when it's time for you. I hope my dreams and wishes for us will come true.

I love you.

Monday, March 27, 2006

How do all these sympathizers of the Iranian regime have the permission to live in the U.S., and vote for the Iranian regime or some of them announce their presidency candidacy for the regime, and later become CNN analyst or Middle East consultant and work for number of prestigious organizations while others get the black stamp in their passport! You say no? I myself know several people who were rejected in the American embassies around the world for reasons as simple as perusing education in the U.S. universities! I know an Iranian medical doctor who was first given the U.S. visa and a few minutes later while waiting in the hallway of the embassy with president Clinton's picture hanging opposite from his seat... was recalled in to get a rejection stamp! His only chance was getting a new Iranian passport within the next few days and applying for a U.S. turist visa in another town. And I am not even mentioning how I was treated at the American embassy in Copenhagen while holding my travel document in 2000 (a year later I got my Danish passport and I didn't need visa to the U.S.,) Instead of going after innocent people and terrorizing their lives what about the rotten cheese at the corner shop!

خانواده منقبض

دختر کوچولو دو تا تولد دعوت بود. اولی که ساعت سه و نیم شروع می شد.. تولد دوقولوهای ایتالیایی باربارا و شوهرش بودند که دو ساله می شدند و هشتاد تا مهمون دعوت کرده بودند. هرکسی هم باید به اندازه پنج نفر غذا یا خوراکی (چیپس/پنیر/شیرینی/کیک و از این قبیل اغذیه های شکم پرکن) ویک شیشه نوشیدنی غیرالکلی( سالن محل تولد اجازه مشروبات الکلی نداشت،) با خودش می برد. و تولد دومی هم که (با ماشین) ده دقیقه فاصله داشت یکی از همکلاسیهای مهدکودکش بود که پیتزا و کیک و از این قبیل مخلفات سرو می کردند و بعد نیم ساعت (یا یک ساعت) سالن تحویل داده می شد و بچه ها به منطقه بازی می رفتند. همه بچه ها یکی یک تیکه کاغذ به دستشون وصل شده بود با اسمشون و کلی هم سکه برای هر وسیله بازی. شب هم منزل دکتر ایرانی و همسرش ( فامیل دور ساقی قهرمان) دعوت بودیم برای عید دیدنی. من و پ هم که پدر و مادر نمونه... برای اینکه به دختر کوچولو خوش بگذره به همه گفته بودیم... آره! ما می آییم! و در نتیجه با سرعت نور از یک تولد به تولد بعدی و بعد هم به مهمونی ایرانی رفتیم. در تمام این مدت هم با لباسهای پلو خوری! وقتی مهمونیهای رفقای اروپایی می ریم تنها خانواده منقبض ما هستیم که همیشه اتو کشیده ایم. پارسال تابستون که واقعا مسخره ترین حالت ممکن یک مهمونی رفتیم! پ با کت و شلوار و کراوات و بقیه با شلوارک... و من هم بلوز آستین بلند و دامن و کفش پاشنه بلند (آخه یکی نیست بگه تو خودت رو به زور راه می بری کفش پاشنه بلندت دیگه چیه!) و یک خروار آرایش (که هیچوقت تو عمرم اونقدر آرایش نکرده بودم/ شبیه عروسهای هندی شده بودم!!) و زیر آفتاب عرق ریزون و هن و هن کنان صد کیلو چربی و گوشتم رو اینور و اونور می کشیدم. ولی خوب خوبی این دفعه این بود که شب مهمونی ایرانی دعوت داشتیم. دختر کوچولو هم که توی ماشین خوابش برده بود اولش اشک و آه و ناله و به زور و بدبختی از ماشین بیایم بیرون ... بعد هم پ به بچه های مردم یک سری توپ و تشر زد که چرا توپ رو هی از طبقه بالا می اندازین پایین... و... بعله... دختر من چهارساله اش هست و از اون بالای نرده می افته پایین! دختر ما هم که هیجانزده تو عمرش این همه بچه ایرانی ندیده بود و می خواست توی تمام فعالیتهاشون شرکت کنه! متاسفانه بچه ها هیچکدوم فارسی حرف نمی زدند و البته این انتخاب پدر و مادراشون بوده. یک خانومی که شوهرش ایرانی بود می گفت بچه اش وقتی زبون باز کرده انگلیسی حرف می زده. من هم خیلی دوست دارم و لذت می برم وقتی دختر کوچولو برخلاف من با لهجه فارسی... انگلیسی حرف نمی زنه اما همونقدر لذت می برم که وقتی فارسی حرف می زنه... و بهش گفتم که چقدر افتخار می کنم. شاید این به نوعی آخرین تلاش منه برای اون عشقی که به زبون فارسی دارم... شاید هم سعی می کنم با نزدیکترین زن زندگیم بتونم وقتی بزرگتر می شه... اون حباب جادویی رو نقش پردازی کنیم... اون راز و رمزها رو به فارسی حرف بزنیم... اون زبون مادر و دختر... که نزدیک هم بشینیم و به فارسی جیک و پیک کنیم...

Saturday, March 25, 2006

A Woman's Right to Shoes

The little girl's love affair with shoes and clothes is exhausting our pockets. She reminds me of Carrie Bradshaw!
برای خوندن پاراگراف اول که خیلی خوب اینجا نوشته و توضیح داده شده ...
Anwar Ibrahim: "In a way, Washington's strategy may be viewed as expiation for past sins, when the U.S. was a stumbling block to democracy in the Middle East. Iran was a democracy in 1953 when the CIA engineered the coup that transformed it into an absolute monarchy. THE BEST ANSWERS to the question of whether America should reassess its strategy lie in Indonesia and Turkey, refreshing examples of Muslim democratic self-assertion ( I am not sure about Turkey as the best example!!@!, Kurds are not free at all to exercise their culture, their denial of Armenian Genocide is still a big issue)To be successful in its efforts to spread freedom, the U.S. must remember that constitutional democracy cannot take root in a society, whether secular or Islamic, without the firm commitment of the politically empowered to protect the fundamental rights to liberty, equality and freedom of all."

Thursday, March 23, 2006


امروز با سر تب دار توی اتاق نشسته ام و دختر رو نگاه می کنم که بیرون در حال تاب خوردنه... و افکارم مثل تلو تلو خوردنهای پدر روی تپه پشت خونه... جلو وعقب می ره... بین تهرانی که یادم میاد وسبزی و جوانه های بوته های یاس زرد، گلهای رز صورتی و شکوفه های هلو و خاک نفس کشیده باغچه و بهار و پاسدارها و بسیجیها و ترسها. چقدر فرق هست بین این بهار با اون بهارها که زیر نور چراغ نفتی و شمع و بمبارانها برای امتحانهای مدارسی که فقط توش حرف زور و اراجیف یاد داده می شد باید درس می خوندم با امروز که از پشت پنجره دختر کوچولو رو می بینم که در آرامش و آزادی تاب می خوره.... چقدر خوشحالم برای همه روزهایی که سختی کشیدم ولی امروز می تونم اینجا باشم دور... دور از شخصیتهای خیالی که خودشون رو هر روز بیشتر ذخیره می کنند و با زبان بی منطق به شیشه وجود آدمها مشت می کوبند و ادعای کشف دنیا و حقایق مزخرفشون رو می خواهند مثل بیماری توی تن آدم فرو کنند... اینجا اما تصمیم و انتخاب با من هست.. اینجا بدون اینکه چرت بعد ازظهر اجباری باشه می شه ناله زد، سختیها رو مدفون کرد، خمیازه کشید، راحتی آدم مثل موهای کوتاه و بی ریخت... از توی دو تا سوراخ بینی بیرون نمی زنه... خشونت اسم نمایشنامه امام حسین به خودش نمی گیره و حماقت به اسم ایدولوژی یا دین توی دیگ مغز آدم کوبیده نمی شه... اینجا البته هر چیزی قالب خودش رو داره... هر سازی صدای خودش رو داره و هر بیماری نشانیهای خودش رو اما می شه ساز رو کوک کرد و بیماری رو علاج... اما جایی که بهار بچه گیهای من توش برای یک ذره نفس کشیدن التماس می کرد... ابعادش... با سیم خاردار حصار کشی شده بود و نقش آدمها از شکموهای هرزه خور و آدمکش که گاه مثل ماههای تمام نشدنی بعد از عشقهای سرخورده کش می اومدند... هم... بله... طولانی تر می شد...

کسی که جزوی از ساختار حکومت است، حکومتی است! و کسانی که به خاطر او و يا حمايت​هايش توانسته اند پله​های ترقی را به سرعت طی کنند هم حکومتی خواهند بود. شما نمی​توانيد موسوی​خوئينی​ها و به تبع او جماعت مرکز تحقيقات استراتژيک را غير حکومتی بدانيد.

برگرفته از وبلاگ نیک آهنگ کوثر
Lies, Damn Lies, and (MSM) Statistics
Redstate

"On the third anniversay of the Iraq war, the MSM keeps bombarding us with stories and statistics trying to compare this war to the carnage in Vietnam. While every lost serviceman and servicewoman is certainly tragic and should be mourned, the actual statistics tell quite a different tale from the MSM and Democratic doom-and-gloom outlook. Comparing the numbers of lost US military personnel to past years, and past presidential terms, may even be a shock to supporters of the war."

...comments for or against it can be found here.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Iran Supreme Leader sanctions talks with US on Iraq
(Reuters)
TEHERAN - Iran's Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei on Tuesday sanctioned talks with the United States on Iraq, saying Iranian officials would tell the US to leave the country.

"If Iranian officials can express Iran's opinion about Iraq to Americans and make them understand Iran's views, talks on this issue are not problematic," Khamenei, who has the final say in all state matters, said in the northeastern city of Mashhad. "But if (talks) mean opening up an arena for deceitful Americans to continue their bullying attitude, talks with America on Iraq are banned," he said in a televised speech.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

"Strange thing about these peace movements: they rarely mobilize to oppose the killing, torture and imprisonment practiced by dictators. It is only when their own country attempts to end the oppression that the activists become active against America, not the initiators of evil."

Cal Thomas, Syndicated Columnist

Monday, March 20, 2006



نوروز هم آمد. برای دخترم هم آرزو دارم هر روزش نوروز باشد.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Happy 4th birthday to my little girl and happy third year of blogging to Sheema Kalbasi, Mama blogger of the Iranian Woman!

Saturday, March 18, 2006

P: Wake up Sheema... Wake up...
Sheema: earthquake? Fire?
P: Ganji is released...

Friday, March 17, 2006

Blogs, Hoder and the body politic.. He was in London on Thursday to talk politics, human rights and daily life.

Ok! Now... Hoder gets to talk about Human Rights? What about making a movie about his life! That way he gets to speak about his contributions to the human race!

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

When I get excited reading something... firecrackers hamper my spirit, Ah! the enjoyment! This blogger makes me fertile of such emotions.

Count Down, in a recent post titled Lies, Deception, and the Washington Post blogs: "Of course Karl Vick and David Finkel's conclusion is quite different. For them the sweetest part of the story is probably when Baghi calls Bush stupid George. More interestingly they mention closure of 100 publications in 2000 by the hardliners. About the same time, Ganji and many other activists go to jail (even initially sentenced to death) for attending a conference in Berlin. At that time there was no stupid George in the White House to offer $85M for the cause of democracy. The only thing the White House had to offer then was Madam Albright's appeasement of the mullahs."

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Reading this post made me feel like hugging myself.. and after a hectic day like the one I had today.. I am going to stretch my motions and post it on my blog... it's good to look into the chocolate factory and license yourself to pick one... so thank you...

"But lucky for us, ours is also a milieu that consistently re-produces many individual voices that refuse their oubliettes. And the sooner our culture--each one of us--come to seriously grapple with this simple fact, the better our chances of helping bring about a more humane, civil, tolerable nation. As partisans, of course, we find it difficult to practice what we preach. And all the strife and wars don’t make it any easier. It is a perpetual struggle.

Perhaps this is as good a time as any to simply do what I hope to be able to do at some ideal point in some imaginary future. Here then is my link for today:

An audacious woman, poet, loving mother, blogger, adoring daughter, nurse, concerned sister, responsible citizen, wife, activist, and one generally tireless, principled warrior."

by Brooding Persian
Emad Baghi: “We are under pressure here both from hard-liners in the judiciary and that stupid George Bush.” I love the moral equivalence: Bush wants to help them acquire freedom, while the regime (neatly reduced to a couple of bad guys in the Ministry of Injustice) crushes them. And Bush is the stupid one.

By Michael ledeen

Monday, March 13, 2006


And my today's Kathak dance of story telling actually comes forth from an incident that happened to me yesterday!

Fuck You Arab!

This was what I heard as I walked passing his car. A few minutes earlier he and two other boys had looked me straight in the eye with hate and despise! The boy didn't know I am not an Arab and it wouldn't matter to him or to me. What matters now and then is that he hated me for what I presented to him. It is not the first time I have heard racist remarks. I lived in Denmark for many years where freedom of speech for most parts means social and psychological abuse of the immigrants. The difference between Denmark and U.S. is I have a say over here. I can do something about it. I have a choice. For me United States is where my dignity as a human being is not questioned. You see! I can't complain in Denmark. I can only be grateful to Denmark for all it has offered me as its citizen when my birth country (Iran) rejected, and treated me as a second citizen for being a woman...

but here is United Stated and I have the civil right!

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Tag, You're It!

It's Sunday morning, and I am running around the living room in my jogging suit, playing a game I don't know if it's called "tiger eat" or "tag you it"! When I ask my little girl, she tells me it's called "tagit." I like to know what game I am playing, just as I like to know about everything else, from poetry and sports to philosophy and history, and especially religion. Emphasizing religion, as completing a trinity of religions alongside Judaism and Christianity, Islam, being the youngest, is experiencing similar obstacles that are inevitable for progress and reform. Personally, my primary concern is the human rights abuses in Iran. The compatibility of Islam with democracy and human rights is a hotly debated topic within religious circles, and Islamic theologians are welcome to spend years debating it. Abuses in the name of Islam are unforgivable, and it is essential to question the morality of such actions. I believe that Islam, like Christianity and Judaism, needs reform. Since Muslims believe that the Quran cannot be reformed, perhaps it is the political influence of this religion and intervention in the personal lives of people by Islam's self-declared guardians that needs to be restricted. History has shown that only through the separation of religion and state can religion gain the dignity it deserves, and society can gain the freedom it needs to foster and safeguard the so-called "marketplace of ideas." Muslims can and should learn to channel their outrage and anger in more appropriate ways and respect the lives of people before considerations of religion, race, ideology, and sexual orientation.
My reply to Trita parsi's response to mine is: (I am not directing this just at Trita but/and to those other Iran and Middle East experts in the western media as well!) I don't think the issue is about passionate or dispassionate analyzes of the events as much as it's about understanding the true nature of the Iranian regime.

Friday, March 10, 2006

These past few days have been hectic... I know! I know! I am blabbering again... this is Sheema after all! Anyway... P has been busy (what else is new!) reading (this is under the pressure of living with sheema a.k.a. a book nerd!) books and discussing it every night while I am trying to recollect my energy (even my Taekwondo master who has studied under master of the masters... thinks I should attend his meditation classes,) where was I? Hum... yes! P has been reading books about fascism ...and the other night... he told me something about Hitler... according to the author when Hitler killed himself... it was based on believing ...the world had not recognized his contributions!

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Dr. Kaveh Afrasiabi is a master of deception. He uses the Iranian regime's talking points in his interviews and articles.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006


Last week I was asked about the biggest misconceptions (educated) westerners have about Iran and life in Iran?... and I wrote back...

It was a day like any other foggy day in Denmark. As my nursing classmates and I were trying to work out a project related to diagnosis of an eighty-year-old woman in a nursing home, one of them suddenly asked "so Sheema say something in Arabic." I was going to respond reflexively that Iranians are Persians not Arabs. But instead I paused and wondered "in Arabic? What on earth has triggered a sudden urge in this beautiful blonde to hear me speak Arabic." Oh! let me see what movie was on TV the other night... Not without My Daughter, hmm. Sometimes I wish that nobody knew a thing about Iran, that nobody had heard anything about death Fatwas on writers, public hangings, mass executions, stoning, mutilation, terrorism. But wouldn't it be exactly what the tyrants want? I wish the westerners had sympathy with the victim. I wish they believed that I genuinely don't think Rushdie deserves to die.
Mullahs' Miserable Failure

Count Down blogs: "With the miserable failure of mullahs' nuclear diplomacy it appears that the mullahs are heading for either a humiliating concession or a conflict."

Tuesday, March 07, 2006




فلورانس نایتینگل

نه ساله ام و اصرار دارم که پرستار بشوم. می خوام از مردم پرستاری کنم. نه ساله ام و دنیا برایم در داستان فلورانس نایتینگل خلاصه می شود.

سی وسه ساله ام. نرسینگ خوانده ام. در بیمارستان و خانه سالمندان کار کرده ام و امشب روی مبل قهوه ای اتاق نشیمن روبروی تلوزیون زیر پتوی قرمز چنباتمه زده ام. لیوان چای روی میز چوبی منتظر است تا لابه لای انگشتان سردم بنشیند. نوک بینی ام یخ کرده. پدرم برای چندی به دیدنمان آمده. درحالیکه چشمهای درشت سیاهش پشت عینک کوجک شده یکی از چند کتاب دوران کودکی ام را جلویم می گذارد و کنار من و شوهرم می نشیند و می گوید: اینها رو برای دختر کوچولو آوردم که اگه خواستی شبها قبل خواب براش بخونی. تشکر می کنم و شروع می کنم به ورق زدن. آخرین صفحه کتاب بانوی چراغ بدست، شیمای نه ساله ای را می بینم که با عشق و خط بچه گانه برای خودش نوشته و امضا کرده: "من به او (فلورانس نایتینگل) عشق می ورزم و می خواهم در بزرگی مانند او پرستاری خوب و مهربان برای مردم کشورم باشم. پرستاری مهربان و دلسوز"
"Abdolfattah Soltani, One of the lawyers representing Iranian opposition leader and journalist Akbar Ganji was released from prison last weekend after a group of supporters signed over the deed of a Tehran property to the regime as bail." and "The deputy director for research of the Washington Institute for Near East Policy, Patrick Clawson, concurred yesterday. "The big question is are they going to let Ganji go or not? And so far I see no indications that the government is going to do it," he said. Mr. Clawson added that it was typical in Iran to let a few political prisoners out of jail before Nowruz, the equivalent of Arab tyrants freeing such prisoners at the end of Ramadan."

by Eli Lake published on nysun

Monday, March 06, 2006


سخر لقا

دختر کوچولو: آفرین مانی شیما! مرسی وسایلم رو جمع می کنی. حالا برنده می شی من این تاج رو برات می گذارم دوتایی با هم می شیم سیندرلا.

چند دقیقه بعد.. مانی؟ هاپوم ( اشاره به یکی از سگهای پارچه ای) رو بوس کن... دلش برات تنگ شده .
شیما: بوس
دختر کوچولو: اسم فارسی روش گذاشتم.
شیما: اسمش چیه؟
دختر کوچولو: سخرلقا!
How we duped the West, by Iran's nuclear negotiator

Revelation of Mr Rowhani's remarks comes at an awkward moment for the Iranian government, ahead of a meeting tomorrow of the United Nations' atomic watchdog, which must make a fresh assessment of Iran's banned nuclear operations. The Iranians' biggest setback came when Libya secretly negotiated with America and Britain to close down its nuclear operations. Mr Rowhani said that Iran had bought much of its nuclear-related equipment from "the same dealer" - a reference to the network of A Q Khan, the rogue Pakistani atomic scientist. From information supplied by Libya, it became clear that Iran had bought P2 advanced centrifuges.

by Philip Sherwell
"Any regime, elected or not, that works to build a free society should be seen as a partner, if not a friend. Likewise, any regime, elected or not, that chokes freedom should be seen as an adversary, if not an enemy. Obviously, any regime that supports terrorism is hostile to the most fundamental principles of a free society and should therefore be treated as an enemy."

by Natan Sharansky published on Los Angeles Times

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Iranian Solidarity?
Workers take on the mullahs. Is the world listening?

"What did enlightened people do to support the strikers? Very little. Most Iranian intellectuals, former Marxist activists included, were consumed by polite electronic debates over the Dutch cartoons. Hundreds of striking drivers were arrested, as the cameras of the world's biggest news agencies shot images of the couple of dozen government-paid hoodlums throwing rocks at the Danish embassy in Tehran. Wives and children, even distant relatives of the activists, were hauled off into detention to force the union leaders to turn themselves in, as India's Communist Party threatened to leave the ruling coalition in New Delhi if India voted to refer Iran to the Security Council. Clearly, workers of the world ought to postpone uniting until other scores are settled.

Historians agree that the most significant blow to Shah Mohammad Reza Pahlavi was delivered by the 1978 strike of the oil workers, which sparked other unions to join, and ultimately brought Iran's economy to a halt. But when the current regime systematically suppresses information, and the free press of the free world cannot be cured of its chronic fetish for uranium, will Iran's movement for democracy have any hope of gathering momentum?"

By Roya Hakakian published on WSJ

Friday, March 03, 2006


When I visited Iran

Boastfully displaying their authority, the religious supreme leaders drawings -with slogans printed underneath- launched by a widespread propaganda appeared everywhere. The walls contagious and ill colored were connected by an air link of sadness and loss. Almost all of them echoed the message to the accuracy of the Islamic republic and the Iran-Iraq war. One painting in particular with paints applied to blister the eyes was this one showing Ayatollah Khamenei next to Shahid Hussein Fahmideh -the most celebrated martyr by the regime- a 13-year-old basiji student who stood in the path of an enemy tank with a grenade and sacrificed his life.
FEMINISTS AND WOMEN IN IRAN [Kathryn Jean Lopez]

Matthew Yglesias links to feminists talking about human rights in Iran to say that feminists are not all silent on such things and that I don't know what I'm talking about. Of course there are feminists talk about real human rights (and right about now is the big U.N. confab on women, so this is a time for such things). But how often? How loudly? They are listened to and yet what do we usually hear them talking about, and the loudest?

Unfortunately though--and tell me if this is an unfair perception on my part--when you think of NOW and co., do you immediately associate them with fighting realhuman-rights outrages or do you hear OH NO SAM ALITO WILL TAKE AWAY OUR RIGHTS? I know which press releases and sound bites I'm routinely bombarded with. I know which march on Washington (a.k.a. pre-2004 Democratic Convention) I was at.

Yesterday President Bush talked about girls in Afghanistan who are able to go to school for the first time. If I were the head of one of these groups that purports to speak for women I would have given him an award for the liberation of Afghanistan from the Taliban. And for challenging the U.N. and the nations of the world to take on sex slavery. Instead, they tell me he is waging a war on women.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

تصاويری از اعدام امروز صبح اهواز

What could be more chic and civilized but to stand and watch public hangings!

BBC reports: Two men found guilty of bomb attacks in the south-western Iranian city of Ahwaz in 2005 have been publicly hanged, at the place where the bombings occurred. Several Iranian officials have blamed the bombings on British forces stationed just across the Iran-Iraq border.
I am watching the news. It is Rahmatullah, Taliban's handsome face (or better say Taliban's hunk hot male model!) I am shocked to my bones! He is at Yale?!! To those of you at Yale (or out there!) Do you want to support me... finish my studies at Yale? I speak as many languages as Rahmatullah does! If I sleep enough... I look pretty fresh to start as a fresh(wo)man at Yale! I will cover my hair, do belly dancing or jump like a kangaroo ...if I could get a signed check to pay for my full tuition at Yale! (Instead of being stuck in a state university... that I have to drive in a crazy-narrow road... with my life hanging by its cord!) I will even make an official agreement to study your chosen subject.

I can consider Harvard!

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

DoctorZin reports: Iran's "Order of Battle" to close the Strait of Hormuz, Revealed?

Ken Timmerman, NewsMax published details of a 30-page contingency plan, reportedly from the Strategic Studies Center of the Iranian Navy which outlines the order of battle for shutting down the Strait of Hormuz.
The Utah of the Middle East

Michael Totten blogs: "SULEIMANIYA, IRAQ – When I first saw the city of Suleimaniya, in Northern Iraq, during daylight I was startled. Out my hotel room window was a straight street, the first such street I had seen in almost half a year. That probably doesn’t sound like a big deal. And it isn’t. But it threw me for a second. There aren’t many right angles and straight lines in the East. Those few that exist are as striking as snow in the tropics for people like me who are used to disorienting and chaotic urban environments... But there was something oddly refreshing about the layout of Suleimaniya. I couldn’t stop thinking that it was the Utah of the Middle East."