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What More Could We Iranian Citizens Have Done? We weren’t even asking for much. We would’ve settled for mere reforms. In the hope of the faintest opening, we cheered for Khatami. We took to the streets for Mousavi and Karroubi, and in return, we were beaten and shot at. (Never mind that they, too, turned out to be disappointments.) Didn’t we say: fine, let someone from within the system—yes, even a cleric—come forward and bring the slightest change to your policies? But it was all a game. You didn’t shift your stance even a needle’s width. Didn’t we warn you not to provoke the world, not to make enemies everywhere? But from the very first day, you were set on exporting your revolution—dragging the people into a war with Iraq because of it. And that war—let’s be honest—was only kept going for eight years thanks to leftover weapons from the Shah’s era. A war that should never have started. It could have ended in three years. But no—you let it drag on, and our youth paid the price for your stubbornness and ambitions, while you sat safely in your palaces, sending them to the slaughter. Now, we’re paying the price for Khomeini’s infamous declaration: “Israel must be wiped off the map.” Didn’t we say: don’t arrest, don’t kill, don’t execute? Didn’t we ask you to stop meddling in people’s clothing and privacy? And even now—when your breath is short and your grip is fading—you still send out hijab fine messages by SMS. Even in your final moments, you refuse to lift your hand from our throats. We knocked on every door. We voted. We protested. We were beaten and shot. We gave up our youth. All this—for a little of bit freedom, for the tiniest bit of change. And yet you never backed down an inch. You refused to hear us. You silenced our voices. You ignored us. You mocked us. And now—you’ve led us here. It’s a tragic, miserable state of affairs. But don’t say we didn’t try. We went to the polls. We marched in the streets. We did everything we could. It was you who refused to listen—because in your eyes, we were just “a bunch of spoiled kids.” #Iran

به نظرم این حرفای محمد خدادادی رو با مخاطبین زیادی می‌شه به اشتراک گذاشت، بدون این که به کسی توهین کنه و باعث بشه کسی گارد بگیره. #ایران #اسرائیل #جنگ

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The Searchers (1956) Going to watch my first John Ford movie! #cinema #kino #film #movies #western

A Fistful of Dollars (1964) got me hooked. That kicked off a full-blown Western movie marathon: For a Few Dollars More (1965), The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966), and then Once Upon a Time in the West (1968). All of them were fantastic — brilliant acting, masterful storytelling. Westerns reward patience. They take their time, drop subtle hints, and let the story unfold without infantilizing the viewer. Very low-time preference! I’m really enjoying the ride and planning to keep watching more of the best Westerns on my free days. 🤠🎬

The pressure cooker is as life-changing as the steam engine—just way less appreciated. Criminally underrated!

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Just watched A Few More Dollars (1965) — solid film. That makes it the second Western I’ve seen in the last two days. Also started The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966). Got halfway through before sleep won the duel. Finishing it tomorrow. #kino #kinostr #film #filmstr

Last night I watched A Fistful of Dollars (1964) for the first time. I never used to be into westerns—maybe with one or two exceptions I saw as a kid, though I can’t remember their names. (One of them was a funny one where a guy drank onion juice and somehow became sharper and stronger—anyone remember that?) But lately, westerns are growing on me. I really dig the accents, the way they speak, and their outfits. That said, A Fistful of Dollars was an enjoyable watch. It had its flaws—some moments didn’t quite suspend disbelief—but overall, it was solid. Even rewatchable. I’d give it a 7 outta 10. Looking forward to diving into the rest of the trilogy: For a Few Dollars More and The Good, the Bad and the Ugly.

Reading Alice in Wonderland as an adult for the first time. This book is as trippy as fuck! Lewis Carroll either had a genius mind for dream logic… or picked the “wrong” mushroom on a hike.