Facebook my arse
The official result of the Iranian election has left Iranians as well as Iran-watchers in the West baffled, disgusted and bewildered. Perhaps from the start, however, Mirhossein Mousavi was destined to fail. He hoped to combine the articulate energies of the liberal upper- and middle-classes with the business interests of the bazaar merchants. But his campaigns conducted via text messages and Facebook were irrelevant to the rural and working classes, those struggling to make ends meet, day in, day out. Although Mr Mousavi tried to appeal to them by addressing the problems of inflation and poverty, they were not convinced. And one should remember that Iranians living in the fringes of the major cities and in the villages, while not enjoying the same ability to talk to the international media, constitute a large proportion of the voting public.
Read the rest of Reza Molavi’s “The genie may not go back in the bottle” along with Robert Fisk’s latest piece, “Iran’s day of destiny”.
“Dinde fitre ve zekât, lâiklikte sosyal devlet”
Fakir Çocuklara Yardım Derneği’nin toplantısında diğer burjuva hanımlar not tutarken, Demet (Belgin Doruk), ikinci karede görünenleri karalıyor. Müthiş! Metin Erksan’ın Suçlular Aramızda (1964) filminden. Erksan olsun, Ertem Göreç olsun, Atıf Yılmaz olsun, bu beylerin 1960′larda çektikleri tüm filmlerin meftunuyum.
Baş Kavurma
I can have this everyday all throughout this summer.
Drive
Good covers are even better than the originals. Here, I give you The Car’s Drive by The Paradise Motel, another Ausie gem from mid-1990s—sadly, long defunct. Her name is Merida Sussex. There is something in her voice.
Ordinary Things
I’ve finally started reading Özge Samancı’s Ordinary Things. It makes me happy.
© 2008 Özge Samancı