Scene 1: I’m in 9th grade. One of my teachers is a recruiter for the Basij, the militia belonging to the Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corps, and he is trying to convince me to join the organization. It’s an organization of street thugs who receive special privileges from the government and in return do its dirty work, especially putting down protests. Ev…
The Israeli attack that I celebrated most madly
F**k the Basij!
