Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Revelations of the last remaining brain cell

It’ ironic. Those bastards who call themselves Pro-life, and trying their ass off to protect fetuses or brain-dead people in comma are the same people who’re pro dead-penalty and pro war and don’t give a shit about the environment!
It seems that to them, life is valuable only as long as the brain is not working anymore or it hasn’t been developed yet. Otherwise, they don’t give a fuck!

I don’t get religious people…I really don’t

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Please stop sending the message!

For god’s sake, no one is going to delete your Orkut account. It’s just a trick to measure the naivety of people! Believe me, your Orkut account is safe the same way that sending away stupid texts won’t help your wishes to come to true!
Please guys...enough!
A magnificent Ice cream ad by Migros
Bush and border security
This is the coolest ad in the world!

Monday, May 29, 2006

Welcome to the modern dark age

It’s not cynical nor exaggerated, but unfortunately the harsh reality of our society. We live in an era that the political correctness and the virtue of not offending anybody whatsoever, are pushing the limits to a level in which one can hardly suggest a topic, let alone speaking about it, without offending a social group and be labeled as male-chauvinist, racist, anti-Semite or even fascist. To a point that the only creature on this planet that can be safely criticized or making fun of, is a typical “white straight male”!

There’s no doubt about the fact that worthy achievements obtained by the feminism, anti-racism, anti-Semitism or all other humanistic movements, founded to bring justice to those discriminated against, should be guarded but do we have to go so far to suppress any controversial idea, that might opens up a whole new set of thinking but is somehow offensive to someone?! Isn’t it a new form of fascism to oblige people to a brutal self-censorship and label them if they think otherwise or moreover put them on trials just for expressing their rather anti-conformist views?!

What’s becoming of us? Freedom of speech, remember that?!

I can hardly name anybody who has more appreciation for women than I have, but I just want to throw up when I see Lawrence Summer, the president of Harvard university is being forced to resign, because he suggested that the difference in performance in math and science between male and female students might be due to their biological differences in their brain structure!
If an academician can not express an idea, however stupid, backward or controversial the idea might sound, in an academic environment, who can express it and where?

Now, don’t get me wrong. If someone in charge wants to use an unproven theory in order to discriminate against anyone of a particular race, gender or sexual orientation, I would be the first to scream against it, but shouldn’t people be allowed to suggest something, at least as a subject of discussion or scientific investigation? If an idea is not controversial, moving or shocking what is it good for?!

Considering the fact that, most of the values we cherished nowadays as undeniable rights of human beings, like the gender and race equality, someday not very long ago, were considered offensive or even blasphemous and those who dared to bring up those questions were forced to pay huge consequences which sometimes, like the case of Giordano Bruno , was as costly as being burned at the stake. So what makes us think that we have reached to the end of world, that everything we know is complete, unquestionable and undeniable and nobody has the right to even pose a new question anymore?

As much as I respect Jewish people and their culture, and as much as I genuinely believe that the Holocaust is a horrendous historical fact, I can not digest that in a modern European country, they actually put someone in jail, only because he has expressed his ideas or published his research, denying a historical fact! I really think that David Irving is wrong and there’re serious doubts about his references, but what happened to our old method of sitting down and talk about stuff? What happened to the tradition of presenting counter argument against a false or weak analogy? What about writing a critic about a book, a research paper or a movie instead of shouting and screaming and labeling? Since when we decided, discussion and reasoning are obsolete and we should return to the good old fashioned inquisition?

The circle of unspeakable is getting tighter by the days. They’re feminists in France, who’re fighting for introducing the word “La professeur” to the vocabulary (the word professor in French is only used as a masculine form, even for women.), or removing the word “Mademoiselle” from the vocabulary, cause they believe it‘s offensive and it degrades women. Give me a break! You know what degrades women?! A huge number of women around the world are illiterate or semi-literate! In twenty first century, they are still markets in which they sell women for prostitutions. In Africa, women are still in large numbers, being circumcised, sold to old men, being forced to sleep with men who’re HIV positive. Every 26 seconds, one woman is raped in South Africa and the rest of the continent doesn’t have a better record. Systematic rape is being used against women as a military tactic, the legal age of marriage in Muslim worlds is only nine years old and I can go forever! These are degrading, if you’re really serious!
Otherwise, I think calling a young beautiful women, Mademoiselle is charming, and a successful female professor at Princeton, wouldn’t mind if she’s being called Le professeur or La professeur!

Personally, I don’t see any difference between those activists who’re trying to suppress any idea they don’t appreciate and those who burned embassies because of a cartoon or are rioting in the streets, as we speak, because of a simple “NA MA NA!”. They are all backwards, extremist and fanatics and their only difference is their agenda. That’s all!

Dear folks, talking about differences between blacks and whites, men and women, straits and gays, Muslims and Jews, is not racism, sexism or chauvinism, acting in a way that deprives people from achieving their goals and their social rights, is. Believing that a group of people are naturally unable to get to certain points or surpass certain limits just because of their gender, race or sexual orientation, is.

The question is accepting or denying the necessity of the red lines. Once the red lines are successfully established, just by playing with them, those in power, or those with good lobbies, can easily suffocate thinkers, as well as brand new ideas, purely based on personal taste or benefits. That’s unfortunately what’s happening in our world.


By the way, if extreme-feminists are looking for a subject to fight for, I have a good one. Why the men’s and women’s chess competitions hold separately?!

Accent class!



Thank you Naz for that. You're great.

One cocktail a day, keeps doctors away!

According to a recent research, published in British medical journal, men who are drinking alcohol everyday are less likely to develop heart disease than those who don’t.
According to this research, steady consumption of alcohol, will reduce the risk of heart disease by 40%.

To see the face of those who try their ass off to justify every religious rules, from fasting and circumcision to not eating pork, with medical facts, is priceless! :)

Cheers!

Shomaal!

Today was hot, humid and beautiful. As I was doing my after-lunch-daily-promenade in the flower market, I had these weird feeling that I’m in “Shomal”, somewhere near “Khaane Daryaa” perhaps. I think the effect of biological clock was also worthy of mentioning. After all, years ago at this time, the exams were finished and we were ready to go there!

Dear Shomal! I’ve missed you so much.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Help keeping the environment clean by handing over the batteries to be recycled
This colleague of mine, who gave me and Sanam ride to Toronto, is a strange man. He drives aggressively and swears almost everybody in the road, yet very thoughtfully criticizes himself for being too aggressive and it goes on for the whole five hours from Montréal to Toronto and vice versa.
Once, when he was swearing the driver in front, for being too slow (and she was driving with the speed of almost 120 km/h!), he laughed at himself and said:
“Have you noticed that when you are in the road, those who’re driving slower than you are coward and stupid and those who’re driving faster, Maniacs? It seems that you are the only person who’s driving with the appropriate speed!

Bill Maher’s New rule

George Bush has to stop laughing at himself.
When your incompetence literally costs lives, giggling at it isn’t cute or funny.

Revelations of the last remaining brain cell

Ladies,

We, men, have two organs in our body that consume hell a lot of blood. Our brain and our …well, you know. Unfortunately, there's always enough blood to run one at the time.

So, as long as we’re talking about eating and having fun and sex and how beautiful you are and stuff like that, you can consider the relationship as OK, but the moment we become philosophers, it simply means, we have all the blood we need in our brains, AKA, THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO BLOOD THERE!

So next time you hear “I’m at the point in my life where…”, “ I think I need more time to get to know my self…”, “ I have to focus on my career…”, “I'm looking for a more profound perception of life”, or craps like that, you have only two options,

either to accept that it’s over and move on, or keep on fooling yourself.

Either way, good luck!

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Pretty woman, Islamic version!

I'll write about it later...

As stupid as American Dreams!



From the trailer, one could imagine, it’s either a smart, sarcastic comedy or simply flushing your valuable time down the drain! Guess what? It’s absolutely the second one!
A senseless, clueless stupid comedy that pathetically tries to be cute, political and socially critical, but in fact, it’s none of them.
The story is about a British man (played by Hugh Grant) who has a hit TV show called “American Dreamz” which is supposed to be a metaphor of Simon Cowell and his American Idol, but like other metaphors in the movie, it’s so closed to the reality that one wonders why the writer is not using the actual names and makes a documentary instead!
The Simon-like character, in attempt to attract even more audience, handpicks three rather bizarre character, a Jewish Hasidic, an Arab who’s living with his family in Orange county ( and has been put there by a terrorist organization) and a blond trash girl (played by Mandy Moore ). From the other side, the recently re-elected president of the united stated, a retarded character whom is constantly being manipulated by his vice-president ( Willem Dafoe ), accidentally has been attracted to the newspapers and is finding out that he has been deceived all the way, so he grounded himself in his office, reading newspapers. In response to public anxiety caused by the absence of the president from the public scene, vice-president talks Hugh Grant into putting the president in the panel of judges for the final round of the American Dreamz. Knowing that, terrorists try to convince and push the Arab guy, Omar, to reach to the final round so he can blow himself up and kill the president. That’s the story. Now details,

Hugh Grant is playing, as usual, one of the only two characters that he basically is able to play, either a handsome well dressed eloquent British naively-nice guy or a handsome well dressed eloquent British asshole! And this time, he’s doing the second one and honestly he’s good, but is it any wonder? He’s playing almost himself and he’s doing OK. Way to go!

The Iraqi guy, Omar (played by Sam Golzari), has a cousin who lives with his family in Orange County and they are clearly Iranian, although it wasn’t mentioned anywhere! I do not expect the writer and director of this movie, Paul Weitz , to know that, but couldn’t Shohre Aghdashlou (Nazanin) tell them that Dudes, Middle east is a region and not a country and not everybody in this region is somehow related to each other?!

And the the president's assassination plan, give me a break! You couldn’t possibly kill Miss piggy in The Muppet show with this plan! To chew plastic bombs like chewing gum and take them inside the theatre?! Are you kidding me?! Dear Paul, when you use metaphors so idiotically close to the reality, at least devise a plan which is closer to what’s happening around the world. Last time, the terrorists you are talking about, hijacked four passenger planes, destroyed twin towers and part of the Pentagon! Planning wise, Believe me, they need more credit!

and making fun of “American Idols”? Really? Isn’t it funny enough for anyone with the IQ level of, well, somewhere between carpet and door knob!? and does it have any benefit, explaining it to those who are clearly below that range?!

And finally, the political jokes in this movie are so superficial that they’re exactly like calling the fattest kid in the school, lardo! Seriously, how smart is that?!

Well, the only interesting point in the movie could be the fact that the naïve guy, Mandy Moore’s boyfriend and later a war veteran, is frequently being abused as a puppet! Not a bad idea but after the magnificent Jarhead , can anybody give any credit to this movie for portraying the same thing but in the most stupid way possible?!

Final word, the movie is absolutely rubbish and a huge waste of time to a point that even if you happen to encounter it while you're flying over seas, don’t even bother yourself, asking for a headphone. American Dreamz with a Z, is as bland and stupid as it can be, ironically, very similar to the actual one, with a S!
an addictive game
I’d seen another version of this, but the character was a naked woman and to be honest, unless you had necrophilia, it was not pleasant! This one though, is downright fun!
زير بارون همه چي زيبا ميشه گلها زيبا ميشن دشتها زيبا ميشن رودها زيبا ميشن حتي كوير هم زيبا ميشه.......توهم برو زيربارون ....شايد فرجي شد

Be careful!

Friday, May 26, 2006

Museum of BAD art!

The world's only museum dedicated to the collection, preservation, exhibition and celebration of bad art in all its forms.

The plague of the pop culture!

Funny, hilarious Jon Stewart, remember him?
I remember how happy I got when he deservedly received the Emmy award for the second time in a row and became the host of the Academy awards. Well, maybe I shouldn’t have, if I’d known the popularity will reduce him from a bright intellectual with an exceptional sense of humor to a mediocre joker who does anything to keep the now-a- much-wider audience happy.

What happened to those deep, sarcastic, layered jokes and harsh critics and politically incorrect (sorry Bill!) comments?

For god’s sake! to become understandable for the main stream, I suppose, he’s even simplified the vocabulary he uses, compare to a year ago or so.

This Jon Stewart is way too different than the guy who kicked Tucker Carlson’s ass in that famous Crossfire’s episode. This Jon is shallow, ball less and much too politically correct, with the humor that is more suitable for Shaggy dog, than Daily show.

Now, with Woody Allen has quit being Woody Allen and preferred to become a second hand version of Hitchcock/Dostoyevsky, and with Bill Maher has taken his vacation till the end of August, does anybody know any comedian who has anything more to say than cheap sexual or gay jokes, making fun of blonds and nagging about women?!

I missed the old Jon Stewart!


A friend of mine, Samar, asked me to inform people about this and Voila!

The Best of Ronaldinho

I'm not a fan of Brazil, but man! he's great

Just a reminder

Dear folks,
First, as you may have noticed so far, despite my dead-busy schedule, I’ve tried my best to update both my weblog and photoblog everyday (ironically, the one who convinced me to do so, updating hers, hardly once in a month!). to fulfill this dedication to myself, sometimes I have to go through some inhumane conditions such as writing during lunch time or late at night so in spite of my efforts not to have any typo, it’s quite natural that it happens and I’d cordially appreciate if you inform me in case you noticed any.

Second, I write about a variety of subjects from politics and history to art and science, but somehow I can’t figure out why the article about ass-washing got so much attention?!

I just wanted to mention that in a diverse society like the one in Canada, how some minor, insignificant details such as wiping or washing one’s ass, could be qualified as a cultural barrier but it turned out to be not quite trivial. Apparently for some, it’s more important than seal hunting and global warming! so, with a deep remorse, I’m afraid to conclude:

“To wash or not to wash, that’s the question!”

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Bill Maher’s New rules

If turning on my cell phone can bring down your commercial airliner, build a better plane! I mean…the number of people who carry hand held electronic devices these days equals the number of people who have hands…to give them all veto power over whether passengers live or die, seems like a flaw in the system.

Montreal kicks ass!

As I speak to my friends who live in Toronto (not all of them for sure, but a considerably good portion of them), they have this vision of Montréal as if it’s an exotic city in the middle of Africa, surrounded by volcanoes! Cause every time I ask them to come for a visit, they respond with enthusiasm “ yeah, I’ve been there once and I’m really looking forward to visit again at the end of the summer or next year…”
So I thought it would be useful if I explain some apparently obvious facts about our city, Montreal.

Dear friends,
Don’t let the notion of “French Canada” fools you, it’s still, although rather reluctantly, Canada! meaning that you shouldn’t apply for a visa or something, and you can still use your Canadian money here, as well!

Sure we’re more fun and less workaholic, our girls are way too gorgeous, sexy, tasteful and open minded, in a very good sense!, our city is more beautiful and our roads are too crappy! but if you ignore the fact that you have to call “Shopper’s Drugmart”, “Pharmaprix”, and remember that “PFK” and “KFC” are “La Même Chose”, or you should by your alcohol from “SAQ” and not “LCBO”, it’s almost the same thing.

So, remember, you shouldn’t reserve tickets or plan a year ahead, it’s only five hours of driving away and will cost you about 80$ but you can bet your life that it worths every penny.

Just so you know!

P.S. We don’t have hot dog vendors in the streets but instead you can buy alcohols from grocery stores. I think it’s a fair trade off!

Over the Hedge


About a year ago, I think it was before Shrek 2, I saw a quite intriguing coming-soon-trailer about an animated cartoon called Suburbia. Characters, dialogues and techniques were promising an interesting movie. I didn’t hear about the movie since last night that I watched it with the new title of “Over the hedge”.

The movie is downright brilliant. Unlike “Ice age 2”, it has a well-written and thoughtful storyline (apparently from a comic strip). Characters are cute and adorable, animation is just right, not pretentious at all, and it completely serves the storyline, and most of all, the scenario is witty, I mean while it’s extremely funny, it has a dark, satirical tone to it, makes fun of the unleashed culture of consumption, shows our brutal intrusion into natural habitats and our inability to coexist as a part of the ecosystem. The fact that this Monday, when I was coming back from Toronto, was screaming itself to me by the numerous carcasses of raccoons and other animals, killed by the passing cars while they were trying desperately to get themselves to the other part of their split-by-the-highway’s habitat. And unlike my lecture, it all has been done in an artistically subtle way which was not annoying or boring whatsoever .

To me, the best character of the film was the fat lazy Persian cat who speaks with a hilarious Persian accent, done by Omid Djalili (the only international Iranian stand up comedian that I know) and it’s so funny that I was crying in the theatre!

I strongly recommend this movie and I guarantee that you will like it, adore it and will laugh your ass off! Enjoy

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

TO again!

I’m back again from TO and I don’t think that I go again anytime soon. Although it’s fun, I meet some new people every time and that’s additional to cool unexpected stuff that always happens in TO (at least for me), but too many drinks, too much smokes, too little sleep and 10 hours of driving is not something that I can take, every other week.

Now, interesting stuff from this trip:

1. A cool Woody Allen T-shirt that Naz made for me.
2. Maryam’s super healthy, somewhat bizarre but quite delicious cuisine.
3. Drinking and singing in a Karaoke bar.
4. Kaveh and Takin’s passionate discussion about some bird’s eggs! till 6 o’clock in the morning! fallowed by a more absurd experiment.
5. being introduced to some brilliant music at Golnaz’s place
6. Dizi and Ghalyoon in Patogh which was heavenly.
7. Having brunch at Rosedale with this lovely couple, Sam and Talayeh, followed by coffee at Doria, served by a cute Portuguese waitress with the sexiest voice ever!
8. Severe lack of sleep for about 10 to 15 hours.

So long TO, at least for couple of weeks.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Proud ass-washer’s nation!

The first and the foremost concern of every Iranian girl that I’ve seen who was supposed to go out with a non-Iranian man for the first time, and far ahead of all those cultural differences and language barriers, simply was the fact that they don’t wash their asses!

I suppose the opposite concern holds at the other side of the table, since almost every non-Iranian girl who’s come to my apartment for the first time, wanted to know what the hell the sprinkler is doing in my bathroom!

Our argument is that their asses wouldn’t be clean enough without being washed thoroughly by water and theirs, well, they prefer to leave their asses crappy but their hands clean.

Anyway, the fact that they start to wash or we start to quit is one important indicator of who’s the boss in the relationship!

But how clean is clean enough? According to one of my friends, after you washed, you should be able to hear the squeaking sound when you rub your finger on it! What’s your criterion?

Just a reminder

Dear people,

It’s 21st century. Era of blue tooth and wireless internet and almost every retarded living human being between the age of 6 and 86, knows what the hell the answering machine is!
If you don’t answer the phone, we surly can assume you are either not at home or not able to answer the phone (or you simply don’t want to) and you really don’t have to explain in detail what should we do after the beep in 4 different languages especially since the lady inside your machine is going to explain the same procedure again, right after you finished with yours.

Thank you

Revelations of the very last remaining brain cell, as promised

When a woman responds “Great” to an ordinary “How are doing” question for a couple of days in a row, there’s either a romantic affair or a sexual adventure involved. Girls can not feel great in a whole seven days of a week, if they’re not in love or getting laid!

For guys, it could be simply due their favorite soccer team being in a good shape, or two consecutive strait-flush in a row, in last night’s poker

Let’s be unpatriotic for a change!

I’m sick and tired of hearing about our troops in Afghanistan and their bravery and all those sacrifices they make on a daily bases!

Why the hell anyone anywhere wants to talk about anything in public involving our troops, should begin the sentence with raving about their selflessness?!

Dear folks, we’re not talking about “medecins sans frontiers”, we are talking about soldiers. They are soldiers and soldiers do not make sacrifice! In the best case scenario, they do their jobs! They are not men and women performing a compulsory military service, even if that was the case still couldn’t be qualified as sacrifice, they have been employed by the government to fight like any other employee doing any other job. Of course theirs is more dangerous than most of the jobs, but that’s simply their job description! They’re getting paid to work in dangerous situation. That’s why they carry a gun. That’s why they dress like bushes and trees and they don’t do it for the sake of humanity, they do that in exchange of money.

So please stop saying “They’re fighting for Canada”, cause the most perilous threats all around Canada are thunder storm and polar bears! and Global warming of course!

And enough with “They are helping people in Afghanistan”, cause soldiers do not decide where to go and what to do! That’s the definition of a good soldier. They’re helping people in Afghanistan, simply because they’ve been ordered to do so, exactly the same way they’re protecting a government of coup against a democratically elected president in Haiti!

If someone registered for army in the time of peace, either the person is naively dreaming about playing War-game!, for which to see a real battle field would be a suitable therapy, or he likes an adventurous and well-paid job or easily he hasn’t got any other options but to be a soldier and in either case, I can not admire him more than I admire any another person, performing any other service to society.

You know who I do admire? Those who leave their well-paid jobs to work for “Doctors or engineers without borders”, those who go to poor countries to fight against human trafficking, AIDS, Malaria, women being raped and children being abused. Those who tie themselves to trees, hinder the Whale hunting ships, trying their ass off to save the planet that does not only belong to us humans! That’s what I call sacrifice. Soldiers…not really!

Friday, May 19, 2006

Bathroom under new management

From next week, I’m going to make some weekly schedule for this blog. Every week, I will have a “movie of the week” and a “artist of the week” section in which I’ll write about new movies that I’ve seen, or my favorite artists.

Revelations of the very last remaining brain cell” will be a small weekly article in which I’ll write down a conclusion about something, preferably funny and somehow stupid.
In another weekly section, I will write about interesting places in Montreal including Bars, cafés, restaurants, monuments, cools streets and lovely neighborhoods. Places that are not necessarily touristic but surly worth visiting

All of those will be in addition to regular bathroom stuff like daily links and articles.

And dear friends, whenever you come here and read something, leave some comments please. Short or long, thoughtful or stupid, kind or brutal, just do it! (sorry Nike!). It will help me keep going.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Bill Maher's New Rules

If you’re playing a sport where most of the speed comes from gravity, you’re not an athlete, you’re a weight!

Get ready TO, I'm comming again!

It’s been three years, well exactly three years and a month, that I’ve been living in Montreal and I never forget the first day and the first glance. I cannot describe how discouraged I got when I saw the city for the first time. I mean, when you hear all those raving about how beautiful “Paris of the North America” is, discouragement is almost guaranteed! I don’t blame anybody. In fact, I should have guessed my self that a city which has been built by some fur merchants and has never had any form of aristocracy, let alone monarchy, can’t be as beautiful as Paris, Vienna or any other European city but one always tends to believe what he likes to believe. Even the first pictures that I took from Montreal were horrendous, reflecting my feeling toward the city. Some rusty air-conditioning fans, on top of an ugly ugly rooftop!

But like not-a-conventional-beautiful girl, who doesn’t catch your eyes at the first sight but the way she moves, talks and behaves will eventually makes you fall in love with her, I got soon hunted by the sexy and somewhat attractive character of this charming lady. An affair, which has been lasted till today.

This weekend, I’m going to Toronto again. She has also managed to change my view somehow drastically in the past visits and something’s telling me that she can do more.

But honestly, with this appearance, she got to have quite a personality :)

Stop testing on Animals...what does it really mean?

I like to call them insiders who sabotage every group from within by neutralizing all the efforts of sane and moderate activists, fighting for the same cause but in a much civilized manner. I’m talking about extremists. Those who give the people in charge, the luxury of diverting public’s opinions from the real problem by magnifying the act of bunch of anarchists, stereotyping anybody who talks about the same issue.

And this time, the case is the same old “fighting against testing drugs on animals”. A precious cause and some genuinely valuable efforts that have been tarnished by some who vandalizing properties, beating researchers and black mailing their families.

Just in England, they’ve gone so far that the government now has got enough support to publicly back up pro-testing movement to the point that Tony Blair himself signed a petition, supporting the continuation of the testing, something unheard of so far.
Well, that was exactly what we need. Some people marching in the streets, shouting “performing tests on animals are necessary for human’s sake” as if all those activists are some lunatics who want to save rats and guinea pigs at the cost of people’s lives!

So let’s make some points clear so you don’t think all those against testing are crazy, irrational or idealist. What they say (those with at least 80% of their brain cells still functioning!) simply are,

1. Test on animals should only be performed when it’s absolutely necessary to save lives. So it’s ok if you want to test anti-Cancer or anti-Aids drugs, but it’s not Ok when you torture and kill animals for heart burn medications or much worse, cosmetic products!

2. A huge amount of test being performed on poor animals is downright redundant. (they say 70%. I think it has been exaggerated but even 25% is already too much!). This is not hard to comprehend since anybody who has worked in an office has an idea about how much resources (paper for instance) is being wasted every day and there is no reason we assume the same pattern is not followed in labs! There’s only a small and minor difference and that is, those animals can feel the pain and they can’t be recycled!

3. Testing on animals is not a reliable way of insuring new drugs are safe since even those small genetic differences make some successfully tested drugs on rats, dogs and even monkeys, almost lethal when tested on human beings (they are hundreds of documented examples, all over the world). So it’s rational if one expect drug companies to invest on developing alternative ways and to support those methods that exist, not only to reduce the number of animals being subjected to tests, but also to secure the health of those volunteers in final stages of testing.

In other words, they are alternative ways, not for all procedures but for lots of them and also there are ways to maximize the efficiency of the methods, when performing a test on animals is essential.

The medical and pharmaceutical industry should realize that every life of every animal is precious and if it’s not absolutely necessary to take it, it’s absolutely unnecessary to do so. It may cost a bit more, but it worth it to the last penny! That’s all. Is it so much to ask?


Comment to my self: In fact, in the world that we can’t convince people not to buy fur coats, or SUV’s or at least not to vote for an anti-environmentalist stupid ass like Bush, maybe it is too much to ask. Sometimes I think if the slavery has not been abolished so far, there were certainly no way in this age that anybody could even propose that, considering its devastating effect on businesses and the economical growth and other craps! Think about it!

Sunday, May 14, 2006

A Sunday afternoon’s nostalgia

I don’t know if it’s the nostalgic mood of “Les poupées rousses”, which is the continuation of L’auberge espagnole’s story, or just a regular Sunday afternoon but I can’t stop thinking that only a year ago, I had the best people in the world around me. Form Kasra’s relentless efforts to gather everybody in one of the St-Laurent’s clubs on Saturday nights to Sunday afternoon’s tea and ghalyoon in “Gitana” with Leili, from tasting delicious roasted pork and horrendous Chinese pastry with Joubin in Chinatown to watching intellectual movies and talking about them for hours with Siamak. From playing Tennis with my best friend Ali and then laughing about almost everything in the world, to Kamool’s stupid comments and Maryam’s delcious “Khoresh Gheime”, from celebrating every Persian ceremony chez Azadeh to nearly every night’s discussions and laughers over an almost friendly Hokm, one of the best chapters of my life is so intertwined with you guys that without you, I can hardly enjoy this city anymore and I’m looking forward to Arash and Mana’s wedding to bring all of us together one more time, just like the movie “Les poupées rousses”!

Today, Montreal was as beautiful as can be, but I really miss our “L’auberge Montréalaise”!

Friday, May 12, 2006

Rainy weekends in a row!

Oh God! Do you really think it’s funny to seduce people with beautiful sunny days when they’re working and then spoil their weekends with three days of consecutive rain?! Well I too, thought that it was funny for the first time, but this weekend would be the forth times and it’s not funny anymore! Believe me, it’s not!

I’m beginning to understand religious people! It’s much more amusing to blame God than a randomly moving low pressure system!

Thursday, May 11, 2006

For those who really like this brilliant smart hilarious comedian “Bill Maher” and like myself, don’t have access to HBO, you can download his weekly program “real time” as a pod cast! I recently found out that he’s pod casting and I’m so excited…

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Whenever I feel tired, sad or bored, I check out this website. It gives me tons of energy every time I visit it. The cuteness is unresisitable!

Thanks Maryami for introducing me to this fabulous website!
Paai e sohbat e Haj aaghaa! Enjoy

Spasm Story

During the past decade, actually more than a decade!, that I’ve been dating,
just one time and only one time I had the luxury of being with someone who actually knew how to give a massage (to say the least!) and although one may not consider this ability as a decisive advantage, last night that I had this killer spasm in my shoulder, I really missed her with all my heart!
Today, I went with the second choice (first choice was not available in this area!) and I bought this super cool “Aquassager”.


If I wanted to describe the feeling, I’d rate it somewhere between sex and a delicate handmade chocolate truffle, still much below her heavenly technique but slightly higher than magnificent “L’auberge Espagnole” that I saw last night for the 10th times, and it just doesn’t lose it’s charm.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Quote of the week, from myself!

Love always comes when it’s least expected and leaves when it’s most needed.

Madredeus


I’m sure anybody who’s a fan of “Wim Wenders” remembers, even if vaguely, the scene in “Lisbon Story” in which a lovely lady approaches the puzzled “Phillip Winter “ ,who was desperately looking for the source of some kind of mystical music he was hearing through the walls of his room, and tells him in a very charming way “I’m Teresa and we’re Madredeus!”.
What I’m not so sure about is that so many people got so intrigued by this magical voice and exquisite music that searched the whole world to get the records.
By using Fado (an almost melancholic, melodic and extremely beautiful style of vocal music in Portugal) and some other Portuguese styles and giving them a rather more international frame, Madredeus has managed to create a delicious fusion which is genuinely unique and stunningly beautiful.
Somehow sad yet delightful melodies, tasteful selections of instruments and above all, the magical voice of Teresa Salgueiro has made this band and it’s music, one of the most unique in the world to say the least.
I mean, just take a look at their pictures and the design of the website and read the rest. Abundant amount of taste is truly in the air.

Although I strongly prefer the early albums like Existir, O Paraiso and O Espirito da paz to the latest ones, but that is only a matter of taste. However If you want to go by my taste, try these songs first:

O Pomar Das Laranjeiras (From Existir)
A Andorinha Da Primavera (From O Paraiso)
Nao Muito Distante (From O Paraiso)
Um Raio de Luz Ardente (From Movimento)
O Pastor (From Existir)
A website dedicated to “Kaftar Baazi”!!
Dear Mr. Bin Laden

If you want to attack the United States, now it’s the time since all the CIA’s specialists and analysts are trying to decode the phrase “Vasalam Ala Man Ataba’l Hoda” at the end of President Ahmadinejad’s letter to President Bush!

Regards

Noosh e Joonet khaahar!

Monday, May 08, 2006

Contest!

That was the headline:
Iranian officials confirmed that the president of Iran, Mr. Ahmadinejad, has written a letter to the president of the United States about some new solutions for the nuclear issue and the full contents of the letter will be disclosed as soon as the reception of this letter is announced by the White house officials.

I want to hold a contest here in my blog. What do you think the content of this letter would be?

Here are some suggestions.

1. Asking some serious incentives in order to keep the enrichment in the experimental level and transfer the real procedure to Russia. End of the story

2. Warning him about the consequences of a possible assault to Iran and explaining to him how the combination of “Imaan” and “Emdaad e Gheibi” could destroy the US army, like one that happened in “Tabas”

3. Explaining why Islam is the best religion in the world while Christianity, also not so bad but it’s no Islam! Furthermore inviting him to become a Muslim.


4. Lecturing him about the history of the US (like some predecessor did) and informing him about the Americans historical coolness.


5. A letter that begins with “Ajjall-al allah ta’aalaa va farajah o sharif”, continues with “Down to USA” and some “Down to Israel” for two full pages, back and front, and ends with “Nasr o men allah va fath on gharib”!

6. Asking him to send back the umbrella, he left behind in UN.

7. sending him a letter bomb.

But seriously, if you picked the first one, either you’ve been in comma for the past 10 months or you need to see a Doctor as soon as possible.

Ça Ira


Last night, I finally got my hand on the long-anticipated “Ça Ira”, Roger Waters first opera, an opera in English about the French revolution in three acts that had been occupied his mind for almost a decade.

Although I was excepting some kind of jubilation, almost the same ecstasy that I felt after listening to “Pros and Cons of hitch-hiking” or “Amused to Death” for the first time, what I felt was more a sense of disillusionment rather than anything close to a joyous one. Almost the same feeling that had when I was leaving the theatre, where I saw Woody Allen’s latest movie, “Match Point”, except then, I was accompanied by a lovely lady who lessened the pain dramatically!

While I still firmly believe that English is not a suitable language for the Opera, and this one strengthened my stand too, I’m not suggesting at all that “Ça Ira” is not a good piece of work. The same way that I absolutely do not think “Match Point” is a bad movie. Surly there are beautiful moments in this opera, “Marie Antoinette, the last night on earth” and “To the windward Isles” to name a few, and certainly “Match Point” has its brilliant scenes and of course traces of their styles can be found in both works (Ça Ira” is more Waters though than “Match Point” is Allen-ish!), but for God’s sake, there are hundreds, if not thousands, who are able to write a rather good opera or a well-constructed movie, but there are only two people on this planet who can make “Annie Hall” or “The Final Cut” and these two are better stop fooling around with this experimenting thing since unfortunately there are not in their twenties!

And if anytime we need a cheesy but relatively OK opera in English, we always have Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber to do so!

I recall somebody wrote in Leonard Bernstein’s remembrance that “There are so many people in the world who can conduct a Bruckner’s symphony as good as you did, but Music I heard with you (also one of his compositions) will not be repeated ever again!



P.S. I have to admit that I’ve only listened to 2 CD’s extract version and not the original 6 CD version but Since the extract versions usually comprise all the good arias, I doubt that the full version would change my mind, but if it did, I’d let you know and also, the CD cover is really cool!
An article about Omid Kordestani in Time

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Some absolutely funny commercials…
White House correspondant Dinner Jokes

Shop Girl

Even from the trailer, one could guess that it’s not a typical romantic movie. However I never found the motivation to go to the theatre to watch it. Tonight I saw it on DVD and to be honest, it was even better than what I thought. Although story seemed to be cliché, and it was, but the storyline wasn’t at all, plus the directing was really smart, thoughtful and kind of sincerely beautiful.

The movie was full of original scenes, unique dialogues and somewhat weird but understandable situations, but what I enjoyed the most was the portrayal of some stupid but subtle mistakes that we all do and we never realized why we have done them yet somehow, and as we’re blaming ourselves, we are almost sure that we will repeat them in the future.

The Narration of the film though, was really annoying and I don’t know why every movie which is made based on a book should have narration! but altogether, and considering super cute Claire Danes’s brilliant and moving performance, it was a pleasant experience.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Make sure to check out this blog if you still have not.

To me, it’s a hugely personal, exquisitely unique and one the most original Iranian non-political webblogs in English that I’ve ever seen.

If you happen to know a better one, let me know please

To leave

It’s not easy
to leave,
even for a migrating bird,
who does it,
every fucking year!

Memories

Spring has come,
and I’m flying to the North,
again.

I’m taking the memories, with myself,
of those who were,
too heavy to fly with me,
under the burden of their memories.

Does anybody know the memories,
can also
fly with us?

Enough is enough!

I owe you an apology for being so lazy these days. Although that “Totonto's countdown” took a good portion of my blogging time, but one poem and couple of links can't be qualified as an acceptable performance, at least according to my expectations!

My laziness was partly due to a problem with my computer’s power supply that left me Analogue for couple of days and reminded me that how ridiculously we are dependant to these strange machines! It also reminded me how many delicious stuff I can do, if I don’t sit in front of this magic machine that much!

Another part though, was due to my acute romantic mood in the past week. Enchanted I was, I refrained from doing anything that could alter my fabulous mood. Surly politics and news were on top of the list!

Considering the healing process, I can imagine that I’d be good enough on Monday to write about some serious stuff specially about the paper that I’ve recently read concerning the mind-blowing field of Neurothelogy and some hyper-interesting experiments in this field.

Meanwhile I’m gonna enjoy the residual romanticism, walking in this beautiful city, discovering some cafés and bars, and indulge myself with daily-increasing orgasmic beauty of the spring.

I might post a poem as well, but that would be the last one. Enough is enough. I promise!

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Allow me to present...Kasra

Singing Moein!
Singing Arian

I'll be back

My computer is broken but as the wise educated governor of California says : "I'll be back" though as a Persian ritual I must add "En-shaa-allah!"

Monday, May 01, 2006

A little taste of heaven

As the taste
was reshaping my whole perception of pleasure,
pondering I was,
Could I have waited so long,
almost a decade,
had I known this wine,
redefines heaven?

An Apology and a Countdown

I came back from Toronto and I have to admit that I owe and apology to this city. So,

Dear Toronto:
You are no Montréal but if you are visited under the supervision of some very tasteful friends, you have so many beautiful, cool and cute places.
Sorry that I judged you so quickly!

Sincerely
Mehrad


And now the trip highlight’s countdown:

Number 7, Yorkville’s posh neighborhood
In contrary to Post Road’s nouveu-rich type ugly tasteless mansions, this neighborhood was classy, full of beautiful houses and flowers. It reminded me of “Niavaran”, when it hasn’t yet been ruined by the mixture of high rises and blue windows.

Number 6, Checking out the Queen street
A wonderful walk and chat with Marjan, continued with some Italian Pinot Grigio and later on, a Kashmiri tea, finished up with visiting an amazing store that as it says, "Buy and sell anything" such as “Shoe-shaped telephone” and “Horse Shoe” that I bought! A heaven for every geek in the world including Professor Baltazar!

For a more decent picture go to Sam’s photoblog

Number 5 and 4, Brunch with Goli

To see your good friend after so long, go to a magnificent place called “Rosedale” and have a delicious “Egg Dostoyevsky” (his eggs were even better than his “Notes from underground”!), can easily be qualified as unforgettable.


By the way, this friend of mine is a kick-ass challenge for all those idiots who still believe gorgeous girls can’t be smart, educated and successful


At number 3,Yorkville Cocktail Recipe:
In a cocktail glass,
mix 4 Beautiful ladies and one gorgeous day and fill the glass with sunshine, add a dash of gossip and garnish with an unexpected visit to your cute friend who works nearby.



Number 2,
Meeting some great people over a nice brunch at “Brioche”. Even in Toronto, cool places are French. Yes my friends, it hurt’s but it’s true!



And finally Number one…
Dear Audiences, the program was interrupted because we’re approaching to “Azaan e Maghreb beh Ofogh e Montreal”…Tic Toc…Tic Toc…*


* Note for Non-Iranian Readers: Don’t even bother yourself trying to understand what happened since I’m sure, you’ve never been in a situation, half as much annoying in your entire life!