Asking people about Iran's progress in the prior year and what the country should do for the next year.
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"They had better realize that the blue vastness of the Persian Gulf
would remain Iranian for good, with no other name than the Persian Gulf."
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Some say Life is Like a Journey on a Train...Enjoy the Music and sideshow, and Have a GREAT weekend :)
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Second installment of the “Best of Iranian.com” project. Here is the selection for the theme “Women”
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Recently there’s been a barrage of accusations, “damning evidence” and predictions of doomsday and mushroom clouds from the usual right wing figures pointing to Iran.
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Wonderful , unique style!
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Architect Michael Reynolds builds self-sustaining homes out of... garbage
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Her views and attidue towards IRI are in sharp contrast with what I hear from some of my fellow Iranians.No wonder they hate each other!!!!!!
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Please send appeals to arrive as quickly as possible, in Arabic, English or your own language
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TRAVELER
Photo essay: On the road to Kalat Naderi
by Soroor Ghanimati
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STEREOTYPING
Repressing our primal tendency to stereotype
If I go around saying all Iranians are terrorists, I should not be surprised when Iranians respond by saying all Americans are backward, cultureless, ignorant rednecks. Stereotyping is a vicious cycle that feeds on itself. When the members of any two groups of people start seeing themselves as vastly different from one another it begins to impair their powers of perception, they gradually begin to see the other, through the blurring lens of intolerance, as inferior, and they fail to remember that we were all born with ten fingers and toes and that we all bleed red when we’re cut. Weren’t we all innocent at one point in our lives before we learned how to hate, for hating is surely a learned skill?
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FITNA
Provocation, freedom of speech, Islamisation and Fitna:
Okay, I like the Dutch as much as the next person, or actually I like them more than most people I know. I like their language, despite all the “ch” sounds (that is KH, a hard, laryngeal sound not dissimilar to one cleaning one’s throat), I like their country, and I like their penchant for the provocative and the controversial. Recently, I dragged my girlfriend through the streets of Amsterdam during a five hour stop-over in Schipol on my way from Athens to Los Angeles. She hated it, and it was cold, and all the stores were closed (we got there at 9am), but I loved it. I even want to live there, if possible, but apparently I will not be really welcome, looking at the way Mr. Wilders is warning his fellow Netherlanders. Why?
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