July 29, 2003

Vanity Improves

It took me several hours to change the setting so that I can have another column. As you see, now I have a third column; still empty. I learned some things I wanted to learn for a long time. And for the millionth time I discovered that I am really creative. I also changed the background a little bit. I don't think you can guess what I changed. I gotta go sleep...

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July 27, 2003

Israel kills - this time by mistake

The tribune, lunch time, Che Cafe (today, stake boritto). Israeli army killed a 4-year-old kid in a west bank check-point by error! One of the Israeli soldiers signals that the car has been checked and is OK to pass. But the latter starts shooting at car. Israeli official said they were sorry. They also killed two unarmed Arabs last week. Let's pray that they are in cease-fire. Now just imagine what would have happened if the same had happened by the other side.

by the way, I wanted to find the news online. searched for "Israel Kills". Here is the Google search result! I think this is a record, isn't it?

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July 19, 2003

SCENT OF A WOMAN

I believe Al Pacino is more than spectacular in this movie and stands one head and shoulder above all his roles in other movies. I saw the movie 4 times so far, still keeps me excited and stunned during movie. His character "is both intolerable and completely lovable in this Oscar-winning role of a lifetime." Moreover, I am really impressed by his strong, adventurous and leading character. and of course the fact that he can sense and appreciate "scent of a woman" is admirable to me! Could be in my Top 10 list.

"I have come to cross-roads in my life several times. Each time, I knew what the right way was. I knew it for sure. But I didn't take it. you know why? Because it was too damn hard. It was hard." Lt. Col. Frank Slade (Al Pacino) says in a stunning speech in movie.

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July 17, 2003

Can ya feel me?

My reply to Kristy's email the other day:
(I think she was flying to Chile.)


Sitting on his chair in the dark now for more than 20 hours, he is so exhausted and intoxicated by video clip that nothing could move his motion-less body.
Even when he wants to check his emails, he minimizes the email window so that doesn't miss the video-watching for the thousand time. ...checks out down the list...Of tens of new emails, he opens one. it reads.. "...and if I die before then on a plane, I have written you a letter...". His cold face and eyes find a little motion. his lips feel something very close to a smile after hours...
The video catches him very soon again. his eyes stare again...the wall, alienation, woman, worms, uprising, hope, The WALL; Roger still cries:

Hey you
Out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?

Hey you
Standing in the aisle
With itchy feet and fading smile
Can you feel me?

Hey you
Don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight

Hey you
Out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?

Hey you
With your ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?

Hey you
Would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home

But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high, as you can see
No matter how he tried he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain

Hey you
Out there on the road
Always doing what you're told
Can you help me?

Hey you
Out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall
Can you help me?

Hey you
Don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall...

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July 15, 2003

"Hey you, don't tell me there is no hope at all"

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Here is the story. I saw the movie "Pink-Floyd The Wall" last week. No..no..I hadn't seen it before..I know I know... And for such a visual person like me, it very soon became an obsession. It's now one week that every single sentence of mine ends with either "can ya feel me?", "it was a fantasy" or "don't tell me there is no hope at all".

Then after watching the movie- sitting in Che Cafe waiting for my Chicken Cesare Sandwich- I started calling my buddies all around the world to tell them about the video. Well, I made a mistake and began with Ardavan. I could barely hear him (everything in Jersey is broken). But that was enough for me to understand that he claims he was born with Roger Waters and I was too much behind that he didn't want even to talk to me about it. I could have challenged anybody in this case. Anybody except him! I just shot up! I got the same response almsot from others. The last comment I got was "this is bullshit". (it was just like being kicked in the mouth with a steel-toe boot! )

Anyway, I kept listening to the music, having my mouth shot.

But I still believe that this is a new impression. It is all about the context. Listening The Wall in 80s is something; watching Hey You clip for an Iranian in 2003 is a waaaaaaaay different thing. Please don't tell
me that "Hey you, don't tell me there is no hope at all" means and feels the same for all as does for Iranian youth who has gone through the last five years' events. please don't try to convince me that the scene of "anti-riot police beating people" in the clip when they sing:

"But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high, as you can see
No matter how he tried he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain"

has always brought pricks of tears into fans' eyes. You have to be graduate of University of Tehran seeing cops attacking the dorms, beating, breaking and injuring; demolishing not only students' homes and bodies but also their hearts and honors; you have to be losing last glimpses of a great hope that you had fought for during last five years; you have to be an isolated son of a nation in a moment of great pain and danger;... you got to be dissappointed by the greatest democracy of the world to be shaken when it sings:

"Hey you, don't tell me there is no hope at all"

...to relate to every single moment of the song.

Some times I think that new generation in West(excluding minorities) is deprived from feeling an all-times-beloved gift: freedom. They never fought for freedom. Only fighting for freedom can make something feel what freedom is. May they also sometime start fighting for their own freedom! "Together we stand, devided we fall."


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