Misery Loves Company

Why do we enjoy spreading out despair? Why does misery love company? Is it because we want pity and a shoulder to cry on? Perhaps even a savior? Or is it just to get attention? Could it be that we just can’t hold it in and want someone else to contribute to our despondency by saying “hey, I feel that way too!”?

On a personal level, whenever I complain, nag or get sad, I want a savior and I’m not ashamed to say it. Who doesn’t want the perfect person to come and wipe away all problems, bring love and happiness?
 I've noticed we all nag here. A bit too much if you ask me.

For the love of all that you hold sacred stop talking about religion! What is it with you people? I scanned through a blog yesterday where someone was being sarcastic about conversion to Islam. It was boring and useless negh after negh. And it wasn’t even interesting negh, or personal, it was recycled negh (the worst kind). My intention isn’t to insult the blogger, I’m sure he’s lovely to hang out with. It's the treatment of the subject matter that confuses me.
 
Any half wit with a spec of interest in history knows the difference between religion (evil) and political religion (double evil). Intelligent readers also know that all religions have irrational and dumb expectations of their followers and turn deadly in the hands of homicidal psychopaths. Unfortunately stupidity of preachers and followers isn’t unique to us!
 
As I understand it, many people of a certain faith have to keep some dishes separate based on what they eat in them. Cascade with bleach doesn’t do the trick. People of another faith believe their prophet was the Messiah and escaped death the first time around by simply….disappearing and moving back to his jail cell (who came up with that genius idea?). And believe you me, some people believe that their prophet walked on water, cured the blind, partied with whores and was born to a virgin. It’s all in a day’s work isn’t it? Snakes into canes, spontaneous literacy, fires separating good and evil and religions that just ask for concentration and relaxation! They’re all out there.
 
If we’re picking on Islam because these days it’s just so darn cool to do so then fine. I can approach all the racist articles knowing they’re devoid of logic and will not be a balanced view of how politics and global economics figure into all that happens in Iran. I’ll know, going in, it’s a negh party.
 
Otherwise, some balance would be nice. Yeah, yeah, Islamic Republic makes Islam a more relevant issue than say, Scientology. But if we want to discuss the IRI, religion is only a part of it. Certainly not big enough to merit all these “I think I’m being philosophical but my so called analysis is really weak” pieces. If we want to fix the IRI, let’s talk culture, economics, politics, geography etc live on the edge. Get a little crazy.

In any case, I’m not blogging about religion per se. I want to talk about complaining and misery. What makes us think, and I include myself here, that constantly complaining about a religion changes anything? I mean, as an atheist, I have no problem pointing fingers and picking on the religion imposed on my people, but where will perpetual neighing take me?

When I want to make fun of something I take a unique cause. Nose picking. Have you noticed almost everyone always looks inside the Kleenex before throwing away a snotty tissue? OGH.

If I want to fix a problem, I look at the roots. Money, economy, tribal loyalties, politics. That’s right folks, the war in Iraq and the endurance of the IRI is about money not religion.
 
This brings me to another point. We know Mullahs are robbing Iran. I want to know what they do with all that dough. At least we know that Shah’s posse has been living lavishly for 30 years by stealing, investing and spending. And the mother f*ers sharm ham nadaran. They love being in magazines. They’re proud and their sycophants are proud too. They would give their own mothers and daughters and back doors if necessary. Just so Farah can go to some designer funeral. What does Rafsanjani do with his cash? Take a trip to the South of France? Send his j*ndes shopping? Are they hiding their cash for a rainy day? How can they resist spending even a bit of it? It’s hard to fathom they all drive Corvettes around Meydoon Azadi. Maybe I’m naïve but I don’t see some of these boo gandoos even changing their abaa! Vaghean, what do they do with all that oil money? My lover tells me they invest it and get more power. But power without money mazzeh nemideh. They have loads of money. More power…mo’ money! How do they espend the money? Real estate in foreign countries? That counts as investment that yeilds more cash. What to they do with the cash they get?

Fellow bloggers, must we REALLY take our undefined, superficial, unorganized, poorly researched, propaganda smelling, arrogant, racist, uninformed, politically regurgitated, unstructured, recycled, FOX style and carelessly motivated religious views on line? If we do, can we please pick on all religions? There’s so much untapped potential out there! I’m getting bored here, pity me! Be my Iranian.com savior.