In Which the fields turn to Magenta
Good evening, my dear friend, jolly reader of this present post! Happy Wednesday! How are you? Hope you have been okay so far? I am okay... it has been quite an exhausting couple of days, as I have been following the situation in Iran more closely than I'd like, as it turns out. I am not sure how to proceed, even, the news are quite depressing. They talk of dozen thousands slaughtered, and the count grows by the minute. I thought the islamic regime would not take too long to fall, and though in retrospect that may be it, given there has been, in reality, less than a month since the height of the protests began, still, in two days or so, the devil Khomenei has been responsible for 12 thousand dead or so. One can expect that regimes with messianic complex, and gnostic at that too, would be capable of evil deeds, given they would always have the sanction to do so in their twisted minds. But... twelve thousand, or more, and the numbers will grow and grow fast. And it is not a move that...
