Continuing with the theme of being too poor to function and therefore forced into hyper-literacy, I thought I'd update with adventures in the wonderful world of the written word (while employing literary devices popularized in 7th grade Language Arts classes).
Since exiting the womb of formal education into the cruel indifference of the global economy and the world it's doing a pretty awesome job of fucking up, I've learned to take solace in two facts: I don't have kids, or a masters degree. Now, after reading Things I've Been Silent About by Azar Nafisi, I can add not living in Iran to that list.
Nafisi is jarringly unsentimental in her recounting of a life in a politically tumultuous environment, eventually overhauled by a regime so oppressive it makes the reign of Bush seem sane. Now a professor at Johns Hopkins, Nafisi began her career as a writer and liberal activist in an Iran so fearful of women that it viewed women in any position of power as "prostitution," punishable by death. More than just an "inspirational tale", this is volume is a fully-rendered and effective portrait of the human spirit as able to transcend external forces hell-bent on negating the value of human existence.
You can read Nafisi's blog here.
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