Thursday, July 06, 2006

Taboos- III
Religion- II
Whatever the religion was before the Revolution, when the Islamic rulers came to power and shaped a new system which they called Islamic Republic of Iran, showed us new features of Islam- at least the Shiaa part of it.
Trying even to name what we have been through all these years, would be an attempt in vain.
Just hence this: Right after the Revolution, when the religious atmosphere heated up, nobody even dared to oppose it. Being religious and proving it through the stupid series of stupid religious questions (such as: 'When a Muslim is dead, in how many pieces of clothes should he/she be wrapped?') was a strict precondition for being employed by governmental offices. And after the employment, the employees had to take part in ideological classes teaching them about the government's interpretation of everything; it might be for politics or the methods to practice holy Sharia in life. Even now, after years of Islmists in power, the employees have to go under the same brainwashing procedure and have to pass the stupid exams.
To find a job, the links worked very well. And needless to say, the link could be some cleric working as the ideological teacher in an office, some Haji agha* who might know you, a member of Baseej** or so. And of course, before even trying it, you had to prove that you were a good and practicing Muslim.

Despite the promises of Khomeini for liberty and democracy and 'Everybody is free to express his ideas- even Marxists', what we saw in practice was totally different.
Take hijab for instance: A couple of years ago when visiting an Arab country, I was shocked to see everybody who got to know I was Iranian was surprised by me not wearing hijab. I could see that they thought hijab was something we women liked and we observed it even we didn't have to.
Less than three years after the Revolution, they began to tell the women that it was 'better' to have hijab. Right after, they began to stop hijab-less women to enter governmental offices even for doing a follow up. Later, they issued statements that for preserving the Islamic values (I don't know for what else reason) it was mandatory to wear it. In Tehran, thousands of women protested the decision through a rally, but as usual the government-backed thugs attacked it and the protest was suffocated easily.
For years, wearing make up was strictly forbidden. Can you imagine that not long ago, there was a female guard at the entrance of the offices checking if you wore make up or not? In some offices (I have seen this by my own eyes so repeatedly), they rubbed a white klinex on your face or around your eyes to see whether there is any blusher or mascara over there.

I think that's not so strange to tell you that Islam – at least what's practiced here- is a male-centric ideology. The stupid criteria of man being the head of the family, the decision maker and decision taker, the wiser and the tougher (aha, toughness is a invaluable characteristic of course) and so and so, is something persistently injected into our heads. One of the first reflections of it, has been the changes they made in Law in the country. Just take the family law. According Islamic family law, the father is the 'owner' of the kids. Can you imagine? The OWNER. So, when divorce happens the children should go to their dad. If the father dies, they go to the near relatives of their dad whether it is their uncle or their grandfather. To tell more accurate, the girls stay with their mom until they are seven and the boys until two years old. Of the terrible consequences of this 'ownership' is the murder cases. Can you believe that in third millennium a man can kill his children without anybody having a right to object him? So, in media we hear horrible news about a sick minded man killing his kid(s) or torturing them, when the activists and the mother just have to object and nobody bothers to listen to them? For this reason, one of the challenges our women face is this very issue; they have to bend their heads before their men and compromise just because they want to keep their kids.
Another point: In courts, a female witness has the half value of a male witness. It means one man equals two women as the witness.
The third point: According Islamic shariaa, people and their limbs have a price (don't get shocked, yes, 'price'). For instance, if you hurt somebody's hand (in an accident for instance) you should pay a certain amount of money to him/her. Now, you won't be surprised if I tell you that the value of a woman is half of a man's, will you?

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*Those that have done the pilgrimage to Mecca.
** Meaning 'mobilization' literally. It is a branch of Revolutionary Guard consisting the employees of governmental administration- the religious militia.

4 Comments:

At 12:07 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

well written.

just one disgreement, many dared to oppose them and they were executed, some of my best firends are among them and this is just a partial list of those who stood for freedom.
http://newtest.bfiran.org/memorial-browse-1.php

 
At 1:59 PM, Blogger Laila said...

You are absolutely true. What I meant was the general atmosphere.
Thanks anyway for the link.

 
At 11:37 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

you are welcome. take a good care
http://www.geocities.com/kabuli.geo/aatifa_uni.htm

 
At 11:40 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

sorry the link I just added is no longer available, it was a poem by Atefeh Gorgin (Khosrow Golsorkhi's wife),

عاطفه گرگين
به اهل قلم در بند. به آنانى که در فاجعه هاى ملى از ميان ما رفتند. از ديروز تا امروز، در پرواز انديشه‌اى است و در انديشه پرواز پرندگان از زندان خويش پر مىزنند، بر بام ها تاب مى خورند، واژه ها را مى آرايند.

عاطفه گرگين



و لبان من ترک مىخورد


نسيم جان عريان مىکند
و بهار ديوانه مىشود

پرندگان بام ها را آب مىدهند
انديشه مىخرامد
زير ضربه ها
خورشيد تن مىسوزاند
و من عبور مىکنم از تعادل
آغوش ها .
دلم در تو خلاصه مىشود

و ماه به گونه هاى آ واره ام راه مىيابد

- بر اين آ وارگى مرا بگذار
گريه کنم -

شطى از خون ترانه مىخواند
افق نور مىزايد
ماه زمزمه مىکند
غبار پراکنده مىشود
مى خواهم زندگيم را
يک جرعه سر کشم


به سلامتى انعطاف آبها
در پيچ تاب انديشه ها
دلواپسى را در آبکوهه ها
رها مىسازم
مى خواهم کلمات از خواب سر بر آورند
و در سينى صبحانه
بوسه ها را عبور دهند
مى خواهم بستر پولاد
بستر ماه شود

- بر اين بستر مرا بگذار
گريه کنم -
مى کوبند بر پلک ها
خارهاى کهنه
سکوت عبورمى کند

و صدا و صداها
و دايره حضورت
فکر مرا دور مى زند
و لبان من ترک مىخورد

آب نم مى زند به چشمانم
و شبح ، رويا مىشود


- بر اين ر ؤ يا مرا بگذار
گريه کنم -


آفتاب ولوله مىکند در تنم
گرما زار مىزند
زيستن آغاز مىشود

من در بوسه هاى تو
دوباره زاده مى شوم
جسمى از اندوه عبور مىکند
جسمى در جسمى ديگر جاى مىگيرد
خنجرى به قلب مىرود
̃اتش در شعله غلت مىزند
دوزخ بهشت مىشود

سلام ميهن تصويرهاى ديگر
سلام اندوه ديرين

- بر اين اندوه مرا بگذار
گريه کنم -

صبح از غبار مىگذرد
اندوه شرمسار مىشود
در آرايش صورت هاى ساده
در دلواپسى هاى روزانه
و سبد هاى خالى عشق
در دست عابران
در صف هاى انتظار پراز بوسه مىشوند


- براين بوسه ها مرا بگذار
گريه کنم -

انتظار ذهنم را بٙ? سلول هاى ديروز مىبرد
گلويم را خارهاى كهنه مى ̃ارايند
و مرگ تعادلى مى شود در رفتارهاى روزانه.
روز مى پيچد
به نگاه من
و شب آن را تکرار مى کند
در نت ها بر بادها بر فرود باران ها
- بر اين باران مرا بگذار
گريه کنم -





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