Rainbow of dictators
A day is not a day unless I check Iranian.com, and please excuse my vile language: it is just who I am, rude to the
A day is not a day unless I check Iranian.com, and please excuse my vile language: it is just who I am, rude to the
Some dear friends invited me once to go on a pro-Palestine or anti-Bush or anti-Israel – some yapping-dogs-versus-civilization event with plenty of red flags –
One of the many distressing news items one reads these days is the posted on this site, on Pakistan's plans to build another plant to
I do believe the media manipulate people, though probably there is no grand plot. Like consummate liars, they believe what they state. The “truth” it
Browzing this colourful site, I saw in the corner a little notice for Islamic Aid, or Children or Child Aid, asking for money to help
I am still waiting for John Bolton, the tough-talking former Undersecretary of State for Arms Control, to be approved by the Senate or somebody as
My mentor, Ulrich Von der Shtrapp, has always given me the best advice. He said, “Shtrubbel Cack-zee Voorde Poop.” Concepts were his trade (“Ayy-emm-e-koncepchul-thinkka,” he
I am amused by my articles (“mama-jaan enqadr aartikel nanevis — mageh nagofti mikhaayi beri kelaaseh rap meseh siaahaa beraqsi, oun shalvaar gondehat ku?”); I
I wonder what the European Union will think and say when its policy of dialogue, a mixture of pleading and feeble threats, fails to prevent
I recently read a heartening report in the International Herald Tribune, what a grand paper (They know a gent's walked into the café, with the
I'm no expert, I know, but I care not a jot and that is what matters in politics. When I hear the self-righteous rants of
Professionally, it is a very bad time for me. My revenues have plummeted. As a stock, I have plummeted. As a prospect, I am as
I understand there was some concern at the United Nations recently. The Security Council met in front of TV cameras to discuss these concerns, serious
Patriotism is worth a piffle, like most sentiments. It is nationalism veiled for decency, and both are tainted for their acquaintance with rowdy, low-class fascism.
A reply to Alidad Vassigh's “Iruni-baazi” Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner, Eating a Christmas pie. He stuck in his thumb And pulled out
The Spaniards, like Iranians, adore their cars, as shown by the noise, fumes and stench in Madrid, where I have graciously taken residence. Lanes restricted
An American official recently called North Korea's “Dear Leader” a tyrannical dictator and his communist country a hellish nightmare. I thoroughly condone such plain, exhilarating
Like I didn't have enough worries (anxiety, perpetual hunger), now the Euro has gone up. Every mouthful is 10-15% more expensive. I've started picking breadcrumbs
In response to Lawrence Reza Ershaghi's “When they invade Iran”: You, sir, are another of those self-satisfied socialists who do their denunciations from the comfort
I wonder where all the anti-war demonstrators have gone, you know, all those saintly if a trifle ignorant-as-f**k people horrified by their predictions of hundreds
I am discreetly leaving Barcelona for a week, Inshallah, to visit Lisbon. The authorities are not aware of this. I myself was informed at the
Whatever happened to the Axis of Evil? It was dramatic. It was Manichean, and catchy like “Al-Qaida folk”: I suppose, technically, even scum are folk.