40 days since the greatest massacre of Iranians in their soil.
Since the last time I wrote here, unfolding events in Iran have carried such unbearable weight that it felt impossible to do anything but grieve, think, reflect on the repeated cycles of history, and try to stay connected with friends and family. The massacre of Iranian protesters on the 8th and 9th of January 2026, two record-breaking weeks of a complete internet and communications blackout ,the gradual emergence of images — thousands upon thousands of bodies, piled in black body bags, families desperately searching for their loved ones. Each of these dark moments alone would take months, even years, to process. They have scarred and wounded the soul of a nation. And they have created an untameable and powerful potential its direction remains unknown. I look back at my older posts here, where I wrote about the polarisation of ideas among people — among close friends and within families. Now, hard-line, anger-fuelled movements are taking over. Meanwhile, global powers circle, each...