Excellent reportage (un peu rose et long par moment), mais essentiel pour tous ceux qui, comme moi, croient en la social-démocratie et en un rôle proactif du Gouvernement.
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Excellent reportage (un peu rose et long par moment), mais essentiel pour tous ceux qui, comme moi, croient en la social-démocratie et en un rôle proactif du Gouvernement. L’automne s’est installé en Suède depuis des semaines. Petite balade dans les ruines du chateau Mörby en un après-midi clément de septembre. Misconceptions arise from a lack of awareness. When I came to Sweden, I had a sparse knowledge of what Iran was really about. Some historic stuff about Persia – it’s uniqueness and difference from the Arabic world – and some other news about the Iran-Iraq war. I had not expected to get to know so much Iran… while living in Sweden. Iran is actually a large country, with 74 million inhabitants, home of one of the oldest civilization. Its people are thriving for Western culture and even if modern Iran gives a strong role to the supreme leader, and its Islamic implications, Iranians are usually rather secular. Most Westerners could summarize their knowledge of Iran by the following: Ahmadinejab is a populist nutcase, no doubt about it. His rhetoric is just as insane as Chavez’s anti-imperialistic speeches or Gadaffi’s African Kingdom fads. Like any bully in the schoolyard, it’s not much worth playing his game, we’d better try to outsmart him. In a nutshell, the U.S. (and the U.K.) are largely responsible for the rise of the Islamic Revolution in 1979 and the overthrow of the Shah (put in place by the U.K. and the U.S.). The US-backed Shah was reigning over Iran in an old-fashioned king style, but most of the resent behind the popular support of the coup came from an anti-US feeling, rather than anti-Shah in the first place. Just as the lessons of Nicaragua (Reagan’s Contra:1981), Chile (Nixon’s Pinochet: 1973), Afghanistan (Karzai) or Iraq (Talabani) should teach a good lesson: swift regime changes by cohersitive force seldomly lead to the swift (real) political change expected. And history has told us that lots of people have to perish throughout those exercises, crushing the hopes for change from its main actors: the citizens. Sure, Ahmadinejab has fire-power, most likely some form of nuclear weapon. Sure, he said that he wanted to wipe Israel of the map. I am not pretending that those threats are nil. They are part of the equation of what is there to be done. But again, we have to outsmart him. Many western state actors, motivated by voters, strategic alliances (often with Israel) and ideology, won’t see any ground for negotiation or compromise with the Iranian regime. I personally see no other way than creating a long-term strategy for the Iran-West relationships. This strategy should include a greater role from strong middle-eastern moderate regimes, such as Turkey and Jordan. The dichotomy arising from the omniscient bilateral « US-rest of the world » diplomatic and military relationship is a remnant of the past. The U.N. has its big flaws (heavy bureaucracy and slow action, when even that action is considered), but the does not mean that a multi-lateral diplomatic model should necessarily be wiped away. The rise of new diplomatic powers, such as Brasil, can contribute in creating an organic web of ties where momentum and agreements can be obtained, in cooperation with the democratic aspect of the United Nations. I am not writing this to lecture about Iran. Those facts can be found in books and newspapers. What I want to underline here is what I discovered about Iran, through the people I have met in Sweden. Of course, people who can leave on exile are a tiny portion of the population, most likely an unrepresentative sample. That said, I was surprised to see so much openness from Iranians, a warmth that you would not first expect from similarly different cultures from the West*. The girls are brilliant and gorgeous, the guys are challenging and fun. Curiosity from its intellectuals, hope and energy from its youth: Iran has a bright future ahead with such people. I believe that the youth is the barometer for tomorrow’s political class: Iran will not be where it is in 20 years. We just have to make sure that the ground does not turn sour meanwhile… ____________________________________ * I hate to say « the West ». But in lack of a better term, I have to turn to it…
You can now download, for free, the latest album of The Caravaners, at thecaravaners.net Acclaimed by the New York Times and Pitch Fork record as the revelation of 2010, any music lover has to download this legal record! Terrible me. Falling into old patterns of electronic silence… Somehow, the daily routine of life lacks of its glamour, making pictures and frivolous thoughts ever more seldom. So, it has all started now. A big 4 years to go, with the one ahead being particularly harsh. This PhD thing is hell of a project. Not that I don’t see it as an achievement, but to me it is as getting my life-guard license or some other cool paper. It won’t change my life much, at least that’s what I believe/hope. I made it, so far, through corporatist business school and other similar mindcrushing machines, without loosing too much of my dreams. I just hope that those years that are supposed to make me a scientist (?!) will feed the flame rather than blow it. At least, I’ve got a starting point. About things that feed the flame. Helsinki, my beloved. It had been too many months since I was there. My second home, really. Practically (the streets and the corners are familiar as Montréal’s), and emotionally (I feel so god damn exalted) speaking.The honesty, the true friendship, the no-fluff talk, the creativity, I discover a new side of this city, and its people, every time I am there. And my Finnish friends think I exaggerate. Friday was the Helsinki night of Arts. There are few night in the year where Helsinki puts his dancing shoes, party hats and beer bong. Vappu (1st of May), New Year’s Eve… and Taiteiden yö (Helsinki Night of Arts)… Drunken teenagers in streets, lost German tourists, and festive hipsters fill the normally calm Helsinki streets. Open museums, design, art galleries, it’s an all you can eat of culture. Plus, I got to meet up with Karina, old roommate from Russia. 8maya lestniza represents! My fantastic friend Tommi and its Caravaners played at Gloria. It was great to listen to them live, after having heard their recording many times and have know most of the band members. They had a fine stage presence, Henna (singer) showed the strength of her voice and her personality, adding on with her languorous dances. Here is a bad footage I grabbed. Next time, I need my microphone and tripod. I sucked. On Saturday, it was time for some serious ballroom dancing on the Isle of Sheep. A good 30 minutes walk through the floodable swamps separating Arabia from Isle of Sheep, we got to this tiny island, usually occupied by an Adventist church. The setting was perfect. The mood was joyful, and most important, respectful. Everybody went there to have fun, real fun. Not the one of 100euros champagne bottles or other fancy crap(no alcohol was sold, thanks to the Adventists (but we could bring our own… come on, it’s still Finland!)). The building was fully made of wood, with complete tree trunks holding the roof structure from inside. There was a complete big band, singing Finnish Tangos until late in the night. We got to dance, old school. Ladies around, in their modern shyness, guys nicely asking for a polite dance. Gosh I love those things. And yes, I have to leave back to my adoptive country. For short though. Whenever I can, I’ll be back…
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