Thursday, May 28, 2009

our part in our future

have any of us thought about how much did we contribute to the failure of last reform movement? did we do enough? did we play our part, and did we play it right? i hope there are at least few who have though about these questions or other questions that i haven’t ask?
i believe what we need to realize is that one person, can only do so much and our net president if he’s the one we want ca only provide the chance, the rest is up to us to use it.
we people, as the social units, have a huge role to play and unless we play it right, there would not be much hope and a president and it’s administration cannot change.
why? simply for the fact that we undo the effects of government’s efforts. Khatami, at least from economic perspective, did a huge job. Iran masterminded the return of OPEC. financially we were sound and had reserve with oil price of 7-10 us$ per barrel (OPEC revival resulted in see a rise in oil prices). cultural activities saw a boost during that time. his administration unearthed the intellectuals serial massacre. he made the interior Minster to resign and replaced him, the one who is now attorney general and has a lot of power. he he’s mistakes as well. for one he didn’t manage the expectations well.
other instance of our (as individuals) effect on government efforts are, is situation of driving in Iran. i am sure there is simply too many complaining about situation and are not happy. they might say, well there’s no rules! well my friends you are wrong. there are rules. the signs are rules. the no parking sign is a rule, which one chooses to break it. and when s/he is fined for breaking the rule, they curse and insult the police.
i was in Libya for 6 months for work and i had too much time not to think about certain issues and observe their habits and compare it to ourselves (which most might think they are inferiors and we are the supreme ones) and the result is depressing and shocking. Libya is known for having it’s driving codes and regulation established and into effect only recently. few years back. anything goes there as long as the car passes. but is that any different in Tehran? or up north? down south? no
i find them (in general and not all of them) extremely lazy and they can pass two three weeks without working. how are we compared to them? how can we claim we are one the sharpest races when we only use less than 40 minutes a day of that genius gene during a day. how intolerable we are when it comes down to other ethnicities.
most of us simply don’t hesitate to talk shit behind others back even if we haven’t even seen the subjects of the gossip! how lame?
we are racist as much as they are! intolerant as much as they are!
we are like them. i refuse to be like them so i have to refuse being an Iranian, but i can’t. i can’t because i simply see no divide between me and that soil. it is important for me as it is to all of others. but we need to change as much as our government needs to change. change starts here, from within. anything other than that is a painkiller but not a cure. o am surely looking forward to better days and peaceful time. looking forward to that day that i travel to another country and they respect me not because i am a muslim but because i am an Iranian.
i still am a proud Iranian, but it had caused me some troubles even in Libya!
i hope the tax i pay is spent in Iran to improve the situation of my own people, rather than thousands of miles away in no man’s land to blow up the enemy and be therefore a cause for Palestinian children loss of life.

elections

being thousand miles away simply doesn't help. it's election time and i find myself even more anxious than 12 years ago when khatami was elected for te first time. the energy amongst people especially the youth was fantastic. it was so full of hope. although, i believe, the expectations were somehow way off the reality and people expected some founadmental changes, which were far from reality and expectation management is simply not there, but one thnig was obvious and that was how hope brought the people together and brought them to life. the vibes changed.

we have a immensly difficult task in front of us for change. now we need foundamental change and that change starts within. we as individual need and have to change. our manners, way of life shall change or we are doomed. we need to live responsibly and enjoy it responsibly. people need to realise that one person can only do so much. the rest is up to us.

my hope is for a reformist to be elected, which one i still don't know. and if there would be a run off, then i am looking forward to see two reformists be selected. i crave to see ahmadinejad get less than 10% of the votes (is it a "dream on boy" wish?)

Monday, May 25, 2009

make it with you - queens of the stone age

you wanna know if i know where
i can't say that i do
don't understand the evil and
or how one becomes two
i just can't recall what started it all
or how to begin the end
i ain't here to break it
just see how far it will bend
again and again, again and again

i wanna make it
i wanna make it wit chu
(again and again and again)

i wanna make it
i wanna make it witchu
(anytime, anywhere)

sometimes the same is different
but mostly it's the same
these mysteries of life
that just ain't my thang
if i told you that i knew about the sun and the moon
i'd be untrue
the only thing i know for sure
is what i won't do
anytime, anywhere

i wanna make it
i wanna make it wit chu
(again and again, yeah yeah)
i wanna make it

state of listlessness

it's been a while since i have not posted. i had a good momentum until recently that i travelled back home and hadn't have enough time to post and also no energy or i guess i didn't even care to do that. it obvisouly doesn't matter (to others of course) if i write or not but it didn't matter to me as well. it's not a good. plus there's a lt to write about and a lot i have to write about. like the truth and stories about my dad's years in prison. quite shocking and depressing. yet, so revealing that i have now find some peace with him after so many years of fighting within and without.