Bliss in Chile

The Chileans in this story are a tad too exhibitionist for my taste, but they got me thinking about lilies and about Chekhov—which is more than I can say about my own compatriots.

Regrettably, here is another thing you hardly ever hear Iranians talk about anymore: one of this can dramatically reconstitute one’s perception of the universe and who knows what else. Instead, relentless twaddle about the latest conquests and beaucoup d’argent—that is all there is.

And yes, you guessed right: we can blame this too on the regime --anything to avoid a reckoning. Frankly, when all is said and done, no god, no religion, no regime, no law, and no socially imposed boundary has the real power to deny us any such delicious, unadulterated joy. Only we do!