09 Temmuz 2018, Pazartesi
saat: 22:14
"But every year the 22nd of Bahman, the tenth day of the Ten-Day Dawn, affirms for many Iranians their faith in their nation and their revolution, if not in their president, and in their own peculiar form of democracy that celebrates majority rule but increasingly, and despite occasional setbacks, allows the minority to quietly ignore the masses. [...] Like proverbial ostriches with heads buried in the sand, they spend the holiday skiing in resorts like Shemshak, on shopping trips to Dubai, or at home with friends watching illegal satellite broadcasts, rather than observing millions of their fellow citizens taking to the streets to proclaim their devotion and loyalty to their country and velayet-e-faqih, the very political concept that some of them insist is gasping its last breath. [...] By drinking or by partying, as I did that very night at a high rise apartment building in a duplex penthouse, where men and women played, drank and never once mentioned the Ten-Day Dawn or the Ayatollahs whose revolution it celebrates, a revolution that will always be televised."
Hooman Majd-The Ayatollah Begs to Differ
I've reached a late August level of nihilism, and it's only the first week of July.
