INNOCENTS

The butterfly that perished with the candle

9th anniversary of the chain murder of dissidents

22-Nov-2007 (8 comments)
Every year, since that sad day when I went to my parents’ house and they told me the horrific news, when the twenty third of November comes along, I cannot but think of one couple—Dariush and Parvaneh Foroohar. When some time later I met their son and daughter, Arash and Parastoo, I saw the amazing resemblance. On this day I always think about them as well, that forever they will have to live with the thought of that awful autumn evening, when they lost their beloved parents.>>>

FRONTLINE

Dear mom, it's war!

Dear mom, it's war!

Photo essay

by Jahanshah Javid
21-Nov-2007 (62 comments)

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THANKSGIVING

My first few days

The smells coming from the dining area down stairs were strange

21-Nov-2007 (11 comments)
November 24, 1978, yes long time ago. The Iran Air flight landed in New York's JFK, late, as usual, I'm sure, and I arrived into US. After getting my one suitcase I walked outside the double doors, right outside of Iran Air terminal. I was wearing my new leather jacket my friend had gotten me before I left Iran. It was barely warm enough for a late November night in the cold New York air. I put my hands in my pockets and took couple of deep breaths. It was cold and crisp. Less than 24 hours earlier I had left Iran. My older sister's help me pack that one suitcase with couple of suits, socks, few shirts, and some personal items. No razor, I wasn't old enough, I was only 17>>>

USA

East-West bridge

Prof. Davood Rahni's perspectives on Iran-U.S. relations and Iranian-Americans

21-Nov-2007 (15 comments)
I love the U.S. with its many opportunities and the can-do, pioneering and optimistic attitude to life and remain a staunch advocate for the integration of many of the good aspects of western culture with selective reformed aspects of Eastern, particularly the Iranian culture. American culture nurtures individual rights and freedoms of choice, aspiration to excellence and industry, and predictability in one’s life. In comparison, Iranian culture is family-centered, enhances one’s state of mind and spirit with its long history, esthetic literature, and a sense of belonging to one of the oldest and richest civilizations>>>

SHIRAZ

Journeyman

Journeyman

Photo essay: Summer vacation in Shiraz

by Aria Fani
20-Nov-2007 (9 comments)

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SHIRAZ

My journey

All they want is Peace; all they want is Freedom!

20-Nov-2007 (7 comments)
After another hard-working semester at Miramar College, I figured my brain can no longer function, and after all it was summer time! I decided to go on a vacation, but it was not going to be an ordinary one, I had decided to go to Iran, my home, a country that I had left at the age of seventeen. As I was counting down the days to June 18th, a nostalgic feeling grew in me, “How has the image of Iran changed?”, “What if I find myself distant and cornered from the Iranian youth in terms of life-style and values?” It seemed though that the media had done its job in terms of influencing me!>>>

BANNED

At least his whores are melancholy

Lucky for Iranians, they’re protected from stories of sad prostitutes and old men by vigilant censors

20-Nov-2007 (10 comments)
At least, his whores are melancholy. Ours are beaten, underpaid, overworked, anguished, and subjected to all forms of torture on a daily basis. Ours passed the melancholy state long ago. I’m referring to a book by the Colombian novelist, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, entitled “Memories of My Melancholy Whores.” It was banned in Iran, after selling out, because the censors discovered that the title was sanitized. The word “whores” was replaced with “sweethearts.” The prostitute in the book is a fourteen year old girl who is the object of a ninety year old mans lust, and then love. Iranians will not be offended by either the title or the 76 year age difference. We know of far worse. We have known far younger whores being the object of madness, for the lack of a better term, not just lust and love.>>>

PUBLISHER

In search of morning

Memoirs of founder of Iran's largest publishing house before the revolution

20-Nov-2007 (6 comments)
Last spring I read Dar Josteju-ye Sobh (“In Search of Morning”), the memoir of Abdorrahim Ja’fari, founder of Amir Kabir publishing house in Iran. It is an unforgettable book...Driven by equal measures of intellectual curiosity and enterprising spirit Ja’fari built his own version of the great Amir Kabir’s legacy. He educated the public as he educated himself. He saw the potential of the market for new works and ideas and devoted his considerable energy to building and expanding it. He helped create a reading public. By giving decent contracts and royalty to his authors and translators, the former print house worker ended up supporting a class of professional intellectuals. As businessmen go he was a rare breed; he took financial risks on the market for intellectual pursuit. And, lo and behold, Amir Kabir grew and prospered.>>>

RIGHTS

Let us back into the universe

Evading the fact that no nation or culture or state can claim to have its own hyphenated version of human rights

20-Nov-2007 (14 comments)
As Iranian human rights activists we are fighting to restore to our nation those rights that are universal and inalienable. These rights are founded on the incontrovertible truth that all human beings are born free and equal. The constitution of the Islamic Republic is incompatible with this omnipresent reality. It is riddled with inconsistencies and discrimination. It stands contrary to all those hard won liberties secured by human beings throughout the ages. Human rights are not a product of the West. Neither are they the inheritance of one race or culture. They are the upshot of the accumulated experience and collective enlightenment of mankind as a whole.>>>

TORTURE

شکنجه‌های رایج

شایع‌ترین انواع شکنجه‌هایی را که در دوران بازجو یی در زندان‌های رژیم اعمال می‌شوند

20-Nov-2007 (14 comments)
تمامی رژیم‌های سرکوبگر استفاده‌ی گسترده از شکنجه را به عنوان اصلی‌ترین و کارسازترین ابزار برای دست‌یابی به اطلاعات به منظور دستگیری، سرکوب، فروپاشی و نابودی نیروهای سازمان‌های مترقی و مبارز و مخالف خود می‌شناسند. آن‌چه که رژیم جمهوری اسلامی را از دیگر رژیم‌های سرکوبگر دنیا متمایز می‌کند، تداوم شکنجه، آزار و اذیت و اقدام‌های خودسرانه و غیرانسانی بعد از دوران بازجو یی و در دوران تحمل کیفر و حتا بعد از آزادی از زندان است. دامنه‌ی اقدام‌های سرکوبگرانه تا آن‌جاست که خانواده و کودکان زندانیان را نیز در بر می‌گیرد. در نظام جمهوری اسلامی شکنجه در سه مرحله و به سه منظور انجام می‌گیرد>>>

MANCHESTER

Statues in chador

Statues in chador

Photo essay: Historical building

by shahireh sharif
19-Nov-2007

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THANKSGIVING

Let's talk Turkey

A full thanksgiving spread, set to impress anyone who feasts alongside you on the big day

19-Nov-2007 (9 comments)
I must admit, i am not a huge fan of all things turkey, to be honest. I don’t mind it, but the American obsession with turkey on rye, turkey pot pie, turkey sausages and turkey bacon, is just one step beyond insanity for my purist ways. Furthermore (I believe) sausages and bacon should be made of pork! If our little porky pals weren’t so damn tasty, then why would we try and make alternatives to these products, at every opportunity? I know, I know it’s a health thing, and of course, there are two sides to every argument. For the “My-body- is- a- temple” types amongst you, I will gladly point out that turkey is one of the lowest fat meats around>>>

LIFE

مگی در تلاطم زمانه

با هر وزش باد خودش را به من می چسباند و من گرم می شدم

19-Nov-2007
در هوای پائیزی به بلفاست رفتن مزه ای دیگر برایم داشت .پل دوست ایرلندی ام به استقبالم در ایستگاه قطار آمد . چمدان کوچک سیاهم را به دنبال خود کشیدم .آخر های ماه سپتامبر بود .پائیز دوست داشتنی از راه رسیده بود .برگ های نارنجی درختان در سراسر راه به روی زمین ریخته شده بودند .خورشید کم جان تر از روزهای قبل بود .مقداری از راه سوار کشتی شدم و در تلاطم دریا امواج شکسته می شدند و باد سرد وادارم می کرد که کت مشکی ام را تنم کنم>>>

POETRY

Touch the Sky
19-Nov-2007 (2 comments)

Blindfoled, hands shackled behind me, I stumble on the ripped hem of my chador. They laugh.

I am dragged by the armpits. My knees bang against each step of the gallows. The crowd cheers, "Death to the prostitute, death to the adulterer."

I've committed no crime. I'm still a virgin.

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POINT

No excuse

Human rights crisis in Iran

19-Nov-2007 (10 comments)
Canadian government has recently initiated a motion to censure Iranian government over its human rights record in United Nations after its successful work in same direction during last few years since the death of Iranian-Canadian photojournalist Ms. Zahra Kazemi in year 2003. More that 28 years after establishment of Islamic Republic in Iran, human rights continue to be number one victim of this theocratic government which still remains in revolutionary state to justify the unlawful punishments and human rights abuses even against those who never saw the revolution in their lifetime and did not have any role in it>>>

ACTIVISM

Something better to do

Is Ghorme Sabzi more important than bombing of Iran?

18-Nov-2007 (22 comments)
For those of you who don't know what Ghorme Sabzi is, it's a popular Iranian stew made of beans, chopped vegetables, dried lime and minced meat cooked in a certain order, mixed together and cooked again to be served with white rice. You may ask what does this stew have to do with bombing Iran other that the fact that eating too much of it feels like being bombed from the inside? A few years ago a friend in England sent me an email expressing his concern about the possibility of a preemptive American attack against Iran and thought this would be a disaster for both countries>>>

VOICES

Forough and me

Voice of movement, majesty and light

18-Nov-2007 (35 comments)
People here sometimes ask me how I came to things Iranian, and this is a difficult question to respond to. Because one never comes to things like this; these things always come to one. And if I explained how Iran came to me, those who had to ask me would never believe me, and those who would believe me never ever ask. Nonetheless, I shall single out two "events". The first one was September, 11, 2001, when I like many of my "hamvatans", looking deeply into the flames, began to ponder the "Muslim world." But my research led me inexorably to Iran, as though it were a road I'd trodden often long before>>>

IDEAS

God

God

It is difficult to imagine a small perfect world, and I am sure it is impossible to create an eternal perfect universe

16-Nov-2007 (22 comments)
Who is perfect? My software code is never immaculate. Its flaws confuse my users. Its flaws shatter their belief in who I am. Its flaws start a kind of suspicion in the justness of my design. They name it their suffering and failure. I name it my “bug”, almost like a bad infection. Anyone who is part of this small world feels the agony of my mistakes. If my users had chosen to follow only the pre-defined paths I had imagined in my handy software manual, without going beyond my mindset, they would have never felt desperate or lost.>>>

SOULMATE

Candy

Candy

Photo essay: Our dog in Abadan

by Jahanshah Javid
16-Nov-2007 (20 comments)

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LOVE

خیابان شریعتی کوچه ی ساری

.یاد ت می آید پسری ات را در همین کوچه از دست دادی ؟

15-Nov-2007 (one comment)
امروز می خواهم از تو بنویسم که سالها بود گم ات کرده بودم . از تو که چهارده سال بود در زندگی روزانه ی من نبودی .دقیقا راس ساعت شش عصر بیست و نهم اکتبر دو هزار و هفت بود که از باجه تلفن خیابان پنجم نیویورک به گوشی ام زنگ زدی و...صدایت پس از این همه سال فرق نکرده بود! >>>