Dude, it's over. People are in the streets... but
June 12 2003
This young cousin of mine is a die-hard fan of Reza
Pahlavi and Iranian satellite TV stations in Los Angles. The boy
was born and raised in the States and hardly speaks any Farsi but
like he just got here last night from Shaabdolazim. He has never
been to Iran, but he knows everything and anything about Iran
and its politics.
He called me last night --all excited-- and said, "Dude,
the movement has started. We are free."
"People are in the streets. It's over. Mullahs are
"You smoking crack?"
"Dude, I'm telling you. People are out there. I'm watching
the Iranian satellite TV."
"That's great. What do you want me to do?"
"Man, you're the most passive individual I've ever seen.
Lighten up. Victory is ours."
"So, who is leading the 'movement', huh?"
"Iranian satellite TVs. Who else?"
"God helps us all."
"Man, somebody's gotta do something, right? So the satellite
TVs in LA have taken it upon themselves to lead the movement."
"Let me get this straight. These dudes are sitting in some
building in Los Angles and telling people in Iran to go out in
streets and fight the mullahs?"
"Yeah. Why not?"
"Have you heard the phrase, 'LENGESH KON'?"
"No. What does it mean?"
"Never mind. So, are we done?"
"No, dog. We are not done. We are just getting started. Participation,
cooperation, involvement. That's what we gotta do."
"Okay, dog. Tell you what. You wanna participate?"
"You wanna cooperate?"
"You want involvement?"
"That's cool. I'll get us both one-way tickets from
LA to Tehran. We'll go back home and
participate. We get in the mix and help out with the movement."
cousin paused for a few seconds and said, "Can't
do. You see, I asked this chick out
the other day and we are supposed to meet next week. And then
I got my finals
next Monday. Oh, the
boys and me are going to Cancun in
two weeks. The summer vacation and all."
"What the fuck happened to participation, cooperation, involvement?"
"Ah, I got somebody on the other line. I'll call you back.
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