Holy Trinity: democracy, freedom and ownership


Holy Trinity: democracy, freedom and ownership
by Shazde Asdola Mirza

It was such a nice and sunny day, that we could go horseback riding and picnicking in the Crater Lake area. Ladies love horses and men love ladies. That is how most of us end up tolerating a whole lot of foul smell and so much fanny fatigue … just to bond with those beautiful creatures.  

The big difference between men and women is that, they can ride British without looking funny, but we have to ride Cowboy style or be damned as fruity. All this with no regard for the fact that we actually have something in need of protection … the British way!  

When male Iranians are hard pressed, especially when the pressure is applied to their most precious parts, we generally turn into loud nagging machines. So my buddy starts to nag about his wife and how he ended up marrying her due to his political sympathy with the “Sazeman”.  

My buddy still carries a lot of love and a lot of hate for the Sazeman – even though he vehemently denies to care the slightest bit anymore. He can’t help himself … he was recruited at the tender age of 16 and kept under their spell for a decade. Sometimes when depression attacks, it’s as if he is ashamed of not having fought his way into bloody martyrdom, like so many “brothers”.  

Nagging Iranians can quickly turn into philosophers and political scientists. As a nation, we have historically been unable to find workable solutions to our most basic problems … but instead have strived to solve the most fundamental and intractable mysteries of religion and ideology! So buddy makes a quick turn away from his miserable marriage to the questions of Islam, Marx and evolution.  

Sazeman has always been big on evolution, and tries to clarify and justify every event and “process” based on that premise. Now, buddy is trying to teach me a thing or two about evolution and dialectic, while keeping the balance of his chubby figure on that Oregon steed. Yes, the story of how we will all evolve from instinctive and greedy animals, to god-like spirits living in the peace and harmony of a classless utopia.  

Buddy learnt those stories during so many 20 hour long induction sessions. Kids would sit and listen to a young Sazeman operative, who had all sorts of courageous stories of struggle, prison and sacrifice. Hour after hour, they had to learn that Islam meant evolution via spiritual connection with the almighty, through the enlightened element (Onsor Mojahed). Their sessions wouldn’t end, until one by one they’d crash and cry, and confess to their base filths and evil motives. That was their 1st step … their pledge to a true beginning, in the path of Mojahed.  

A gorgeous Alaskan lady is attracted to our boring discussions, and jumps both tall and yummy feet into the philosophy soup. Content and relieved, I’m delegated to the secretarial duty of keeping the minutes.  

Buddy: Society should be led by people who have figured it out. People of wisdom and vision – if you wish, the philosopher kings.  

Lady: I don’t think that anyone has figured it out, or can ever figure it out. That’s why we need democracy and checks & balances. Any one person or one ideology who claims a choke-hold on truth, is simply trying and planning to enslave everyone else, for their own satisfaction.  

Buddy: But if the society evolves enough, and everyone can believe in the great ideals of humanity, we can be free of all evils, and conduct a safe and steady life.  

Lady: Humanity can’t even make its own food! We have to kill and destroy something or the other, just to survive. Killing and violence is as much a part of us, as loving and life giving … two wings of the same bird. We can never create a utopia of love and peace. Exactly for that reason, we need freedom - for people to talk, write and read. Otherwise, even democracy turns into a façade for dictatorship.  

Buddy: But true democracy and freedom can only be achieved if all people are equal and at the same material and wealth level. That needs the destruction of capitalism and the establishment of a classless society.  

Lady: People without private ownership, who have to depend on some sort of big-brother government for their livelihood, can never be free and can never have democracy. All of them will easily become servants and slaves to the ideological system, and the big-brother’s own will and desire to dominate.

Thanks heaven, we finally reach the rim of that gorgeous lake, with 30 kilometers of majestic rock reflected on the deepest body of water inside the US of A. I am simply breathless, buddy turns to me and asks: “What do you think”?


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دیوانه جان: خوب دیدی - ما همه اسیر شکست‌ها مون هستیم

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Yes, "my friend" in this story and may I dare say, all of us, can become prisoners of our own failures. A major life-changing failure can stay with us for the rest of our lives ... no matter how we try to run away from it - it can chain our psyhe to a dark and heavy rock.

For that matter, a violent crime can truely kill a good person's heart and soul, in case s/he is morally and emotionally unable to ever take revenge, forgive her/is assailent, or achieve some other form of psychological closure.

For us Iranians, the collapse of 1979 (some call it revolution) has been the source of almost continuous crimes and mistreatments. People least afflicted by it, are those who left before 79 and never went back again ... but even those have been traumatized in absentia - through evil news from the hurt family, friends and nation.

Those who were directly involved with the collapse of 1979 and went through the whole nine-yards of "revolution, civil war and Iraq war" will perhaps never have a closure ... unless a miracle clears the dark curtain of violence over Iran, and our people can find peace - god willing!


Lovely story

by divaneh on

Shazde Jaan, your friend seems to be in the prison of his own mind. I have not seen that place but from that picture I can say that it must give the visitors a great feeling of freedom. In such a place, your friend seems to be disconnected from the outside and imprisoned in a web of old ideology and guilt that he has weaved round himself. Even the horses could see the beauty of that scene better than him. It reminded me of the Saadi's story about the boy with beautiful voice, the Camel and the Mola.

Anahid Hojjati

Thanks Shazde for the input

by Anahid Hojjati on

Maybe neXt time.

Shazde Asdola Mirza

آناهید خانم، حتما برید و ببینید

Shazde Asdola Mirza

اگه بتونید از روش پرواز کنید که محشره.

Shazde Asdola Mirza

Dear Vildemose: we should start a G.M. fan club

by Shazde Asdola Mirza on

"Humor is reason gone mad."

Anahid Hojjati

Crater lake stats. do look impressive

by Anahid Hojjati on

It is deepest lake in the US and 9th in the world but if you consider its average depth, it is deepest in western hemisphere. I remember while living in Portland, some friends talked about going there.



by vildemose on

 Me too...lol

"Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies." - Groucho Marx

Shazde Asdola Mirza

Dear Vildemose

by Shazde Asdola Mirza on

That's the one Marx I truely love. The other one (Karl) was good for nothing, but creating the biggest enslaving scam ever.

Shazde Asdola Mirza

با تشکر از دوستان عزیز

Shazde Asdola Mirza

Dear Maryam: your continued support is much appreciated.

MPD jan: thanks for the read and the comment.

Anahid khanom: "interesting" indeed, but the location was fabulous.

Shazde Asdola Mirza

Faramarz jan

by Shazde Asdola Mirza on

The horse was in full agreement with my buddy. Great minds think alike!


جواب بسیار ساده!



شازده جان،

این سوال دوست شما جواب خیلی ساده ای داره.

هر وقت که گیر یک آدم مذهبی یا سیاسی انعطاف نا پذیر میوفتی که حاضر به گوش دادن به حرف حساب نیست و یک ضرب چرت و پرتش رو تکرار میکنه، یاد اون جوکه بیوفت که باباهه داشت پسرشو نصیحت میکرد و بعد از اینکه نیمساعت گفت "پسر جان اینکارو بکن و اونکارو نکن" از پسرش پرسید، "فهمیدی چی گفتم؟" پسرش جواب داد، "بابا جون، رو فلان خره سی تا مگس نشسته!"

حالا شما هم یک نگاه سریع به جریان اسبه بکن و سر انگشتی حساب کن که چند تا مگس اونجا نشسته!

Anahid Hojjati

Shazde, thanks for sharing

by Anahid Hojjati on

Interesting read.


 People without private

by vildemose on

 People without private ownership, who have to depend on some sort of big-brother government for their livelihood, can never be free and can never have democracy. All of them will easily become servants and slaves to the ideological system, and the big-brother’s own will and desire to dominate

 Excellent blog. Very insightful.

"Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies." - Groucho Marx


What Does the Horse Think?

by Faramarz on

Thank you Shazde.

Horses are generally very smart.

As long as the horse shakes his head in agreement, we should be good!

Multiple Personality Disorder

Great writing

by Multiple Personality Disorder on

Thank you

Maryam Hojjat

Great Blog, Shazdeh

by Maryam Hojjat on

Thanks for your great writing.