on parastou forouhar, posting my old review for bidoun

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See my earlier post on the subject with some contextualising thoughts -esp. on Leighton House for example- here.

Beyond that, one of the real joys of visiting ex-British colonies in the Persian Gulf during 2011, resided in the Iranian traces and presence [as well as the Bidoun party on the Creek!]. Given that the ‘Democratic’/Bombing World is again stepping up its war-mongering -in an effort to retain its noble record of being the only people/nation to have actually mass-murdered another people by dropping nuclear bombs on them- I have to again dissociate myself from the reflex violence of a decadent and deflating Imperium. I say so, from the comfort of London with its relatively easy view, with no affection for the present Iranian regime but able to, you know, separate these things out a bit… And I say that with no affection for the present British regime, able as it is to separate out Universal jurisdiction and International law from its favoured war criminals when it suits.

I think I’ll stop there…