I wonder about Hamid Dabashi. Is he really so stupid? A professor at Columbia university, accusing another, more celebrated/ famous professor, of “intellectual depravity” is a serious charge. I like Asad AbuKhalil and I think that the way he has analyzed the events in Iran, along with the US media coverage has been sharp. He is right to be suspicious of the media, where Dabashi has been making the rounds.

I hate to simplify this to such a degree, but damn it, Dabashi is jealous of Abu Khalil and his recent media tour will not be threatened by blogger who perfectly responded with what most teachers tell students who fail at an assignment: “Go read the article. Do your homework!”

I’m also curious if Dabashi did read Abukhalil’s Arabic article for Al Akhbar or whether he chose to ignore it to make himself out to be the American movement hero, the equivalent of Makhmalbaf in Paris? I wonder if Dabashi will apologize for failing to see that reality is not as black and white as he argues in his attack on Abukhalil. He’s a professor, right? It’s his job to acknowledge gray areas (otherwise known as problems – the complicated space where academics operate, except for Dabashi?) and shed light on it – not dismiss it.

A new racist Republican e-mail has been intercepted by the media. This time, the author of the e-mails defended himself in a most disgusting fashion:

Rieger also said he had no idea what Frago’s constituents might think of the e-mails. “I’m sure if I was black I’d have a different idea of what was funny,” he said. “I got black friends that I would tell these jokes to and they would roll on the floor in laughter.”

To defend racism, colonialism, imperialism (it is not by accident that are these related subjects) by suggesting that people of a race or nation condone, participate in, or say the said actions is the lowest form of debating in favor of these things. Most of these racists love the slime they espouse, so why can’t they love the values of racism that inform them?Why can’t they admit what’s really annoying them and say “we don’t like black people. We don’t like looking at his big black face and his arrogant dark wife.”

The sad part is, I think that were they do admit these feelings, they would be hailed as heros by many in the US. It’s a sad reality that American society is still plagued with plain racism.

When people argue in favor of sanctions, they never bother with the real-world consequences Here’s one: Caspian Airlines flight 7908.

I think the concept of Shariar Mandanipour’s novel Censoring an Iranian Novel (Alfred A. Knopf May 9, 2009) is really cool. He writes the story according to the Iranian Cultural Ministry’s standards and includes imagined sentences in crossed out or bold text, realizing they will be censored. The book was a gift and I plan to read it after graduation, but I’ve read the opening so far. The book seems very well translated and clearly written, which is always appreciated with translated texts.

Here’s the opening, which I think is pretty neat in light of what’s going on in Iran today. I’m thinking of Neda Aghah Soltan, as she comes to mind as the girl described in the opening passage. I think that Mandanipour should expect a surge in book sales, if the post-election focus on Iranian women/universities/youth culture is any indication.

DEATH TO DICTATORSHIP, DEATH TO FREEDOM

In the air of Tehran, the scent of spring blossoms, carbon nonozide, and the perfumes and poisons of the tales of One Thousand and One Nights sway on top of each other, they whipser together. The city drifts in time.

In front of the main entrance of Tehran University, on Liberty Street, a crowd of students is gathered in political protest. With their firsts raised they shout, “Death to captivity!” Across the street, members of the Party of God, with clenched fists and perhaps chains and brass knuckles in their pockets, shout “Death to the Liberal. . .”

The antiriot police, armed with the most sophisticated paraphernalia, including stun batons purchased from the West, stand facing the students. Both groups try, before they come to blows, to triumph over their opponents by shouting even louder. Drops of sweat ooze from faces and specks of spit spew from their mouths. Fists, before pounding on heads, rise without miracle toward the sky.

It is perhaps because of these fists that from the sacred sky of Iran no miracle ever descends. Since one hundred and one years ago – when the first revolution for democracy triumphed in Iran – fists similar to these have risen toward the sky of a country with the greatest number of holy men, with the most prayers, tears, and religious lamentations; and today, I believe, the greatest pleas to God for speeding up the day of resurrection rise from Iran.

A short distance away, on the sidewalk, with her back to the steel fence lodged in the three-foot-tall stone wall surrounding Tehran University, stands a girl who, unlike most girls in the world but like most girls in Iran, is wearing a black headscarf and a long black coat as a coverall. She possesses a beauty common to all girls in love stories, a beauty that many girls around the world, and in Iran, who read these stories want to possess. If the ghosts of the thousands of poets who died a thousand years ago, seven hundred years ago, or four hundred years ago, and the spirit of those yet to be born – who, unlike the living, in the democracy of death amicably and tolerantly wander the streets of Tehran – see her large black eyes, they will liken them, as is customary of their poetry, to the sad eyes of a gazelle. And old simile for a pair of Oriental eyes that stole Lord Byron’s heart, and Arthur Rimbaud’s, too .  .  . But contrary to this cliched simile, there is a mysterious look in the girl’s eyes. It is as if they possess the power to traverse time, the power to pass through the golden walls of harems or pershaps the firewalls of Web sites and Internet filters.

But the girl does not know that in precisely seven minutes and seven seconds, at the height of the class between the students, the police, and the members of the Party of God, in the chaos of attacks and escapes, she will be knocked into with great force, she will fall back, her head will hit against a cement edge, and her sad Oriental eyes will forever close. . .

It is perhaps

Expensive slot machines

Expensive slot machines

The famous Wall Street thief, who was an official put in charge of overseeing fraud that he was committing

Madoff, the famous Wall Street thief, who was an official put in charge of overseeing fraud that he was committing

This isn’t related to literature, but a couple years ago, I told an investment banker that I thought of playing the stock market as gambling under another name. As I did then, I admit to having a limited knowledge of Wall Street and the power brokers who run the major markets that control people’s retirement savings. After giving my opinion, I was on the receiving end of a lot of ire, but I have stuck by that comment ever since.

After the financial meltdown, I felt vindicated. Despite all the CNBC and columns with “insider tips”, I watched people lose billions and blame it all on greed. It’s one thing to be greedy, but it’s another to be dishonest about it. Gamblers are smart enough to know that they will probably lose money, given that the credo of the strip is “the house always wins”.

Some of the early evangelicals in the United States (Harriet Beecher Stowe is one who comes to mind) felt uneasy about capitalism, because it compromised the value of human beings because of its focus on profit. Slavery and its many justifications were an obvious result of this “money or nothing” attitude..

Later on, after the industrial period, Wall Street was developing and it attracted many hopeful young men who saw dollar signs with arrows pointed East. F. Scott Fitzgerald’s main character in The Great Gatsby (1925), Nick Carraway was one of them. It’s no accident that this naive youth ended up in a “strange community”, West Egg, and fell witness to tragic human events fueled by money and greed. About preparing for his Wall Street amibitions he said:

“I bought a dozen volumes on banking and credit and investment securities and they stood on my shelf in red and gold like new money from the mint, promising to unfold the shining secrets that only Midas and Morgan and Maecenas knew.”

While these books proved useless in arming Nick against the oldest vices that Wall Street encourages, ones that claimed his friends, I think the book teaches us about the consequences of carelessness and wealth for the sake of it.

I thought about this after I read Matt Taibbi’s expose on Morgan/Goldman Sachs and how they manipulate media information about the financial markets and its inner dealings. Alumni of these firms who later go on to be media commentators or treasury officials play a big part in assuming and maintaining this control. Las Vegas might be dangerous, but at least it is contained and well-regulated. You can’t say the same about the biggest casino in the world, Wall Street. Maybe that’s what makes it so fun and attractive to people, despite the way history repeats itself.

I get a lot of hits on this blog from students who are researching women and The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini. I guess this book is now a regular school Reading List title. Congratulations to Khaled Hosseini!

I read the book 3 and a half years ago, please take what I have to say as a rough sketch. The absence of women is informed by a couple of things: Hosseini’s loss of his mother at a young age, and the strict Taleban codes that guide single-sex lifestyle. I think that while people dwell on the male/female division with that book, they need to remember that Hosseini is also giving readers an important view of the minority, ethnic populations in his native country, the Hezaara.

I think that he’s drawing attention to why this segment of the population is exploited, abused and excluded from most discussion about Afghanistan. I think that he addresses the problem of women in Afghan culture in his second book 1000 Splendid Suns.

The female characters in Kite Runner serve a small role in addressing those gender problems: his fiance helps us look at the double standards about sexuality and the expectations surrounding marriage. However, she serves a more important role in examining Afghan family life and the importance of children/motherhood. His fiance is a terrific mother who embraces their adopted son without any prejudice. I think that this family quilting represents a way to overcome the ethnic barriers that separate Afghan society and Hosseini deserves much credit for this.

That’s all I’ve got. Feel free to comment and ask questions. Again, please remember that this sketch is based on a casual airplane reading from nearly 4 years ago.

Esther by Marc Chagall

"Esther" by Marc Chagall

Before Ahmadinjead was president in 2005, it was easy to discuss political Iran with Americans. The logical explanation read roughly: “it’s a fundamentalist religious regime that doesn’t respect free speech or human rights because to do otherwise would cost them power. The nation has a large oil supply, so the regime can fund it’s power bases against a majority population who loathe them.” It doesn’t take an expert to understand that. Why are people looking for such complicated answers about Middle Eastern oil-based dictatorship strategy!?

Nothing has changed in Iran over the years, but the media gave Ahmadinejad so much capital that Iranian-Americans suddenly began to apologize for the bullshit disseminated by him. Why? Is it that we feel responsible for Ahmadinejad’s speeches and crappy translations thereafter? The reality is that this regime has done more injure Iranian people than anyone else in the US or Europe can complain about, and the groups who have brought him into the spotlight are doing it not for the sake of Iranians, but to boost their own agendas. Israel/America/England bashing by the Islamic Republic is not recent and it’s something that a lot of dissidents have been trying to counter for years now.

In short, I’m tired of the Ahmadinejad conversation because it always goes in circles, as if before Ahmadinejad came on the scene, the leadership in Iran was decent, stable, or logical. I like  Shirin Ebadi’s suggestion (when you click the link, scroll down to options for response) about what the world can do to ensure that the Iranian government feel shame for the suppression of the recent uprising: stop international political relations. Kick them out of the UN. Kick them out of regional bodies. Kick them out until they are left face to face with each other and the people who are willing to die to oust them.

That’s what makes living in the US as an ordinary Iranian-American during Iran news explosions annoying. In a perfect world, people would be curious about the truly amazing things Iranian culture has to offer – Shajarian, Rumi, Hafez, Fourough Farrokhzad. Even damn Kabob questions would be better than talking about what is painfully true about Iran – it’s a nation full of creative people who have suffered because of stupid, selfish leaders. I hate being asked about political Iran because people expect you to give them “inside information”. When really, all you can say is “It’s really sad that people are dying for basic rights, something the previous generation in 1979 thought they were fighting for. I’m really lucky to live here where I can read quietly in a library, oblivious of what’s going on outside, spontaneously decide to watch a movie with crude language, then attend a rally to support human targets abroad.” I think most Iranians are participating in freedom rallies, arguing over flags and politicians because they feel so powerless. Some people admit it and others are in denial.

I’m not saying this as a die-hard Milbank fan, but I agree with him that what Nico Pitney was allowed to do during the Obama press conference was unfair. The White House Press Corp, no doubt a snobby and cut-throat bunch, are entitled to a certain degree of respect with regard to their profession. I think that what Nico Pitney the White House did by their question fishing flew in the face of the free press. The Bush White House was terminally guilty of this, but I’m surprised Obama did it. My guess is that because the circumstances were unique, the White House was willing to suspend the traditional rules on the questioning floor, thinking that people would probably not notice. What a grave mistake that proved to be, given the serious veterans who witnessed the awkward moment, that wasn’t even worth the dramatics in the long run.

I think Nico does a terrible job of defending what happened, and he should just admit to this special treatment resulting from the near revolutionary events, rather than defend it as fair OR worse, go on the offense and make fun of Milbank’s sketches. Milbank has more talent in a single hair follicle than Nico can dream of housing in his entire body.

At the 5 minute mark in this vintage Bill Maher, I wanted to clap for Professor Abukhalil. What he says makes such good sense: the surprise for Americans is that the Middle East rejects “with us or against us” because they are against both Taleban and US foreign policy.

This formula applies to my feelings about the Iranian uprising, and I’d guess I’m not the only Iranian who believes this. That is, one can be against the US policies (sanctions which keep capital in the hands of a greedy few, warmongering, and meddling), while also rejecting the Iranian regime and it’s indifference toward gender equality and free speech.

A lot of the oil that fuels the world and the goods we purchase (made in China), is mostly from Iran. That oil might as well be blood. While oil is a rich and precious natural resource, petroleum based technology has caused more problems for humanity which are rivaled only by the nuclear bomb.

Here’s a 20 questions session between Reza Pahlavi and Deborah Solomon, published by the New York Times 6/26/09. If you waste a minute to read it, you’ll learn that Reza doesn’t acknowledge the lack of basic rights before Khomeini came to Iran from exile. He says that the recent uprising is about “the past 30 years when there has been a lack of human rights”. He admits to being a dreadful Shiite Muslim, a man of faith. He says that he doesn’t have a major amount of wealth, and that his Bethesda, MD residence is actually “temporary”. I don’t believe him when he says that the Americans haven’t tapped him to discuss regime change, but if that’s true, what a sorry case he really is. When the American intelligence doesn’t want to deal with a possible figurehead in an oil rich country, you have to be a serious liability or moron, or both.

He doesn’t have any serious points to make about who he is or what he does that inspires anything but embarrassment. The most interesting answer he gave was this:

Some say the media clampdown in Iran and censorship of the foreign press are tactics Ahmadinejad learned from your father. You don’t feel obligated to acknowledge your dad’s misdeeds?
The current regime is, by any measure, the standard-bearer and global poster child for militancy, brute autocracy and corruption. If they are in fact students of my father, his ultimate act of refusing suppressive bloodshed in favor of exile should be their test.

Here’s where I think Reza has been living a useless life, and one that most royal sons fall victim to. Socrates said that the unexamined life is not worth living. Anyone who wasn’t residing in the bowels of the Pahlavi family understood the lack of rights and the threat of torture and jail if they posed even the threat of sneezing on the shah. I had a poetry teacher at the University of Maryland who was put in prison by the shah. He refuses to acknowledge any wrong doing on the Pahlavi account, which makes it clear that not only is he deluded, but a dangerous man. How can you deny one oppression and claim to object to another? Because your father was the one who ordered the previous bloodshed.

In 1963, in the lead up to 1979, there was a major uprising against the shah. Historians estimate that he ordered 15,000-20,000 participants killed. I think Reza may been in the womb, but denying these facts means that he doesn’t fully understand why Iran is what it is today, or why he is living in Bethesda in the first place.

I wish Reza Pahlavi would find something better to do than make himself appear accomplished or knowledgeable about Iran. He is much more likable when he remains a quiet, devoted father and husband.

Finally, here’s where the power of written editing rivals video editing. The final question and answer should also be a point of interest to anyone who has followed Reza.

Do you feel bitter about not getting to be shah?
This is not a personal matter. This is not about me.

Reza can’t state the obvious here, so I will. Reza Pahlavi is very bitter about not getting to be shah. He has to live with his father’s mistakes and disastrous policies that led to his family’s fall from grace. Most of his supporters do not support him because of his intellectual power. Rather, most of them are pro-monarchists who live in exile and like Reza, resent the revolution. Reza does not even acknowledge the revolution or its causes. He probably views it as a ridiculous bunch of morons who altered the path of his royal destiny. Too bad.

So in conclusion, his work, if we can call it that, is all about Reza, and he will never refuse an opportunity to demonstrate that. Benazir Bhutto went on a similar media blitz before she returned to Pakistan. Unlike Bhutto, Reza Pahlavi isn’t going anywhere. He will remain in Bethesda, a zip code where most residents earned an address in through hard work, one of the many basic concepts that are too foreign for Reza Pahlavi to give a interesting or coherent interview.

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