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In the first year of Cyrus, king of Persia, in order to fulfill the
word of the Lord spoken by Jeremiah, the Lord inspired King Cyrus of
Persia to issue this proclamation throughout his kingdom, both by word
of mouth and in writing: "Thus says Cyrus, king of Persia: "All
the kingdoms of the earth the Lord, the God of heaven, has given to
me, and he has also charged me to build him a house in Jerusalem, which
is in Judah. Whoever, therefore, among you belongs to any part of his
people, let him go up, and may his God be with him! Let everyone who
has survived, in whatever place he may have dwelt, be assisted by the
people of that place with silver, gold, and goods, together with free
will offerings for the house of God in Jerusalem.' The problem was that we already had three established cats. While we've had situations related to this involving our original two females, it was Binx, the young male, who (even though neutered) has really proven to be a pistol regarding the newcomers. And I have a suspicion that he began by first taking it out on me. I kept a box in my bedroom closet with some important stuff in it. No problem until after our feline additions entered onto the scene. Not long after their arrival, Binx was caught in the act of leaving souvenirs, if you get my drift, in my box. Not having much of a choice, I now had to gingerly weed through decades of materials I had saved. Funny what you'll find when you do this sort of thing. Among the various correspondence I now reviewed was a letter from Jahandir, a half Persian fellow graduate student, who was commenting on a doctoral research paper I had written. I liked Jahan, but we butted heads continuously. He's probably teaching at some university now. His politics regarding the Arab-Israeli dispute (too often a very important "litmus test" in Departments of Middle Eastern Studies and the like...that's why Dr. Daniel Pipes' Campus Watch was created years later) were far more acceptable to the powers that be than myself, so I'm sure he wasn't denied a Ph.D. dissertation advisor the way I was. I made the mistake of expecting that the same lenses would be used when scrutinizing Israel and the rest of the neighborhood in which it lives. Knowing of the reputation regarding the tenured chief honcho in terms of anything having to do with Arab-Israeli politics, I had been assured by other professors that there would be someone else to work with when the time arrived to start my dissertation. Imagine taking a graduate course on the Palestine Mandate and never hearing anything about the Cairo Conference, the original 1920 borders of post-World War I "Palestine," the separation of Transjordan from the latter in 1922, and so forth. Or hearing Hitler's buddy, the Mufti of Jerusalem, being idealized while Jewish nationalist leaders like Jabotinsky were painted as the real fascists. Or constantly being fed material sympathetic to Arab nationalist aspirations while ignoring the rights of everyone else in the region. The only time, for example, that Kurds were ever mentioned was when said professor (Carter Findley) made a mockery of their own aspirations upon reporting of his travels throughout southeastern Turkey. And forget about an assumed climate of academic freedom. Beware if you dared to disagree...as I would later find out the hard way. As is even more typical today, while Israel was constantly placed under the high power lens of academic scrutiny, the far more real and gruesome sins and stories of the Arab world were and are ignored. The Arab genocide of Black Africans in the Sudan, slavery in the Arab World, atrocities against Kurds, Berbers, Copts, kilab yahud "Jew dogs," and others as well were going on back then as they are today...but students would never know any of this coming out of the classroom. That's where Jahandir again enters into the picture. Constantly demonstrating on campus against the Zionist occupiers on the West Bank, sitting across from me in class, and the like, we finally had a long-brewing exchange. After Jahan had given me a critique of the work I had done on a doctoral research paper, I fired back with a shot between the eyes with something as timely and relevant to the discussion today as it was when we did battle a quarter century ago. Prior to the Iranian nationalist era of the Pahlavi shahs, Iran's oil-rich Khuzestan province mentioned above had an Arab majority. In fact, it had largely been ruled by the Arab Sheikh of Mohammarah. Later, Arab chieftains had advocated the incorporation of "Arabistan" into Iraq. Undoubtedly, such memories played a role in Iraq's ill-fated decision to invade Iranian Khuzestan, sparking a long and costly war with Iran in the 1980s. But, guess how the Iranians, so quick to criticize Israel (which has been trying hard to arrive at a truly fair compromise with the Arabs over such things as the West Bank), dealt with their own Arab (or Kurdish or Baluchi, etc.) problem? Arabs were scattered, numerous Aryans were transferred from elsewhere into the strategic province, and any manifestations of Arab nationalism were (and still are) ruthlessly squashed by whatever means necessary...and with no United Nations' condemnations, trials in Geneva, or whatever. The latter seem to be saved almost exclusively for the Jews in their attempts to survive. Among other measures, serious thought was given by Iran to outlawing Arabic as a spoken tongue...shades of Iraqi and Syrian Arab and Turkish and Iranian past policies towards the Kurds. The point to all of this is, of course, the blatant hypocrisy and double standards Jahan, the current Iranian rulers, and much of the rest of the world typically display in all of these matters regarding Arab-Israeli politics. And, by the way, I never did get a response from Jahan. |
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