Wednesday, November 4, 2015

The Secret of IRAN

Gate of All Nations at Persepolis
Armenian Church, Isfahan
Aghazadeh House

I’m lying in bed trying to piece together the events of this last trip that just ended after a 48-hour day of transit. Of all my trips, this ranks among the most memorable. Yes, the architecture, history, and pageantry are astonishing, but it is the people that made this trip magical.


Shahcheragh Shrine, Shiraz.

As some of you know, I study humans’ relationships with the body through intentional alteration, temporary or permanent, and frequently in the context of a religious experience. It has been a dream of mine to attend Muharram for the Ashura ceremony of Shi’ah Muslims. The biggest hurdle being the best places to witness this ceremony: Iran, Pakistan, Lebanon, and Iraq haven’t been accessible or felt safe to visit. Thanks to Obama and Rouhani, this seemed like the right time to visit Iran; either the door of tourism will slam shut or burst open. And now with the blessing of the supreme leader Khameni (not to be confused with Khomeini) clearing the way for a deal to lift sanctions, I would bet the country will open up.


Muharram flagellant procession, Shiraz

Mic and I are celebrating our 20th anniversary. Twenty years ago I trained him to pierce when the Gauntlet hired him and he’s been in and out of my life, mostly working for me since then. Taking him on a trip was to say “thanks for your awesomeness.” Jon John started traveling with me to far off places a few years back. I want to thank both of them for trusting in me enough to take a trip that almost everyone we talked to thought we were crazy and pressured us not to take.


Walls outside the former US Embassy, Tehran


I had gotten so tired of the unsupportive responses to my then upcoming trip that I had stopped telling people I was going to Iran. With less than a handful of exceptions, even well-educated and liberal friends would question my sanity. “What’s in Iran besides crazy and dangerous fundamentalists?” was the general line of questioning. Even with my background in anthropology, research into current international affairs, and numerous travel precautions, such as factory resetting my phone, I still felt 10% anxiety underneath my 90% excitement. It’s hard to shake the constant rhetoric of “axis of evil” from our side and “Down with USA” from their side. When Mic and I checked in at San Francisco International Airport, the airline rep reacted to our final destination with shock, "Why the hell are you going to Iran?! Are you guys nuts?!" And he was from Morocco.


US Embassy has been renamed, "US Den of Espionage." When you take into account the evidence of 2 prior CIA planned coups, the Iranian government has a point. "We reap what we sow."

I think a cursory overview of Islam is in order. I’m neither a Muslim nor a scholar of religions, so bear with my missteps. There are about 1.5 billion Muslims in the world. Approximately 85% are Sunni with most of the rest being Shi’ah. Of only 5 countries where Shi’ah are the majority, Iran is by far the strongest and most stable. The fundamental split between these two sects occurred after the death of the prophet Muhammad stemming from a difference of opinion on succession of leadership. Those that came to be known as Sunni (which basically means “people of the tradition”) believed the leader should be elected by a council, where as those that came to be known as Shi’ah (which basically means “followers of Ali,” who was the cousin and son-in-law of Muhammad) believed the leader should be mandated by Mohammad’s bloodline. Shi’ah also believed they were in keeping with Muhammad’s directive for succession. There was much early political maneuvering, warring, and assassinating, etc. in the 7th century CE (Western calendar).


Mosque, Shiraz

The split solidified with the gruesome massacre of Husayn, his infant son, and his brother Hasan, the last living relatives of Muhammad, by the disputed Islamic leader Yazid. It is the slaughter of Husayn that is remembered and grieved during the month of Muharram every year. This ritualized grieving ceremony is enacted through singing, theatrical performances, and nightly processions of participants chanting, drumming, flagellating, and/or chest pounding through the streets. From a functionalist perspective, the ceremony solidifies group identity and a sense of belonging. Politically, the ceremony critiques the injustices of the present by linking them with the atrocities of the past, in what Khomeini called “the eternal now.”


Mosque fountain stained blood red for Muharram, Eqlid.

The 10th day of Muharram, known as Ashura, marks the day of the atrocity and the culmination of the main grieving practices. Forty days after Ashura, Shi’ah are expected at some point in their lives to make a pilgrimage to Karbala in Iraq to visit Husayn’s and Hasan’s tombs. This 40th day is also filled with intense physical and ritualized expressions of grief. Forty is an extremely auspicious number in that part of the world, like the Buddhist’s usage of the number ten thousand, it is a numeric expression of the infinite. (So remember that when you hear the Old Testament quote “It rained for 40 days and 40 nights...” it wasn’t literal, it was an expression of a very, very long time.) It was primarily the Ashura festival that brought me to Iran and it is the warmth and generosity of the people that I will always remember.


Eqlid Ashura boys

Iran doesn’t make it easy for Americans to visit (and vice versa). Currently as Americans, we are allowed in the country 1 day before and 1 day after a compulsory tour. We are instructed that we must be with a government approved tour guide 24/7. As Westerners, we have to pass a prescreening background check, prior to applying for the actual $189 visa application (plus an additional $200 for a private company to transport the passport, since the only official-unofficial consulate is in DC). All the research showed that travel should be safe for us, however, visas can be denied and no explanation will be given. We all agreed to comb our hair, remove our facial piercings, and cover up our tattoos for the photos and for clearing immigration. Thanks, Kryolan, your makeup works! By the way, none of the time spent removing jewelry or applying multiple layers and shades of makeup was probably necessary. Certainly once in the country, tattoos and piercings weren’t a problem at all, just a curiosity. For women, it’s another matter. It was a strange site to see a plane load of Persian and foreign women pull out head scarves upon landing in Tehran. There hadn’t been a single woman wearing hijab when we had boarded our plane in Vienna.


Iranian woman with a mosque-loaned chador, Shiraz.


Jetlag and a quick scan of the Khomeini international airport melted my final fears of deportation. The government officials were the same lackadaisical bureaucrats that you would find anywhere else. The exception being they were physically warm and verbally funny with each other. Their equipment was worn and dated. There wasn’t anything that signaled I was dealing with a paranoid and fanatical police state. They did pull us aside without an explanation for 1 ½ hours. Turned out they wanted to finger print us, but couldn’t be bothered to get around to it (when they finally did, it took 5 minutes). They asked what I did for a living…no interrogations, not even a bag search.


Ebrat Museum, Tehran




Mic reposing at Golestan Palace tea house, Tehran


Tehran is a city of about 9 million. I had expected more beauty and antiquity. It’s there, but it’s buried behind the typical concrete crap that you find everywhere these days. It’s sprawling and chock full of vehicles. Motorbikes use the sidewalks and red lights are a suggestion. As a pedestrian, you cross up to six lanes, one lane at a time, weaving between the traffic flurry. The secret is to cross with the locals and walk at an even speed so the cars and motorbikes can project a trajectory. The worst thing you can do is panic. Bolting and freezing makes it more difficult for unbreaking vehicles to miss hitting you. Fortunately, they have a subway and Mic was able to turn our trips into impromptu comedy shows with a captive audience. They loved the loud laughing, gregarious foreigner!






"Apple" store, Tehran
I’m not sure what sanctions do? Commerce appeared to be thriving. There were few bargains. Everywhere we looked we saw Apple, Sony, and Panasonic products. Clothing brands were mostly Iranian knock-offs, but again locally made benefits the Iranian economy. However, like the US, China was the overwhelming manufacturer of products. I’ve often wondered what cyber thieves do with stolen credit card numbers. I found out from an Iranian that many of those numbers are used by regular hardworking Iranians as a workaround to the sanctions. Regular folks (not stereotypical criminals) buy the stolen numbers to gain access                                                                                     to Apple software updates for their iPhones.







“Nothing is permitted, but anything is possible.” One of my two favorite expressions from this trip. It’s a common expression, particularly among the younger, more secular Iranians. Satellite television is haram (prohibited by Islamic edict), yet millions of Iranians own them. After the Green Party protests, the government banned and blocked Youtube and Facebook, yet every Iranian I talked to accessed these sites through VPNs and special apps. These app companies are even advertised on satellite broadcasts. To the unacquainted, the Iranian’s varying departments of security and enforcement are a bit confusing. While we have our own array of TSA, NSA, CIA, FBI, ABC, DOJ, DHS, ATF…etc., the Iranians have the Morality Police. They enforce the hadith (Islamic understandings of morality derived from the Quran). The MPs have checkpoints at a few intersections to see if unmarried males and females are fraternizing in public. They also check that women and men are dressed appropriately, for women that means their heads, necks, ankles, and arms are covered and for men, no shorts or sleeveless shirts. The wearing of the black covering, chador is common, but not compulsory. I never saw a burqa (the female cloak that also covers the face), it’s not an Iranian practice. You can easily spot the more secular females since their designer label and usually decorative hajib will only half cover their head. For the average Westerner this may all seem outrageous and sexist; however, they have no rampant problems of alcoholism, drug addiction, homelessness, uncared for mental illness, public displays of sexual harassment or disrespecting of females, teen pregnancy, litter, human and animal feces, or used syringes in the street…all the things I witness in San Francisco on an hourly basis. Make no mistake, I’m not moving to a country that criminalizes homosexuality anytime soon and that technically has fatwas (religious rulings) against tattooing and male beauty treatments such as eyebrow plucking, however, they at least offer real solutions for problems that have plagued large populations for millennia.


Jon John captivating girls with his tattoos, Kahkaran village

Iranians and Shi'ah are not ISIS/ISIL; they’re technically at war with them. Considering they are situated next to Iraq, Afghanistan, and Pakistan, with Syria a stone’s throw away, the average citizen (and airport security) are surprisingly relaxed. Obviously in the “Islamic Republic of Iran,” Shi’ah Islam comes first, however there are Sunnis, Christians, and even Jews. “Despite all the different races, we are Iranians first.” “Iran” comes from the word Aryan, which reportedly, they all consider themselves.


Qashqai Nomads



Locals' shisha bar with "Abe" and Jon John, Shiraz
In shiraz, I met a Jewish Iranian named Abraham and asked him about what it was like to live in Iran. He said he experienced no problems for being Jewish. There was a strong but small Jewish community and that they were all accepted as Iranians. However, he had no delusions that he lived in a theocratic state in which morality, holidays, politics, and social status were dictated by the dominant religious group. Abraham showed me around the mosque, helped me buy a black shirt for Ashura, gave me his personal scarf and insisted on paying for our shared shisha (hookah pipe).


Shahcheragh shrine, Shiraz
Nasiralmolk mosque, Shiraz













Iranians will offer you the shirts off their back, they’re socially obligated to be generous. However, you should always refuse the first several times to make sure they mean it and that they’re not just performing generosity, as is the custom. Much like how polite Westerners may arm wrestle for a restaurant bill or jockey to open the door first, Persians have taken this etiquette dance to the level of fine art. They call this taarof.

Imam mosque, Isfahan


“Jews, Muslims, Christians, they’re all family having a family argument.”This was expressed to me by a brought-up-Shi-but-now-secular Iranian. This perspective cast new light, for me, onto the Palestinian issue. But have you ever tried to butt into a family argument? Not pretty. And this is a weaponized family fighting over inheritance.

Armenian church wall mural, Isfahan


Old town passage, Yadz


Lotfollah mosque, Isfahan
(the most beautiful mosque I have ever seen)
This may come as news to many, but Muslims believe in Jesus. They believe, like Mohammad, that he was a great and wise prophet, but not the son of God. They also have an entire chapter in the Quran on Mary. Jon John and I were invited to attend the reenactment of the burning of Husayn’s tent. I filmed a mountain-of-a-man on the rooftop with me sobbing during the recitation of the horrific massacre of Husayn. Afterwards, the young gentleman navigated Jon and I through the streets of Yadz back the central Arab Square. As we wandered without explanation through unknown alleyways, I joked with Jon that we were his easiest kidnap victims. Our imagined captor didn’t speak a word of English and we never figured out his name, but during the meander, he pulled out a pocket knife crucifix from his pocket and pointed to it, then to us, then to him and signaled his hands in prayer. As best he could, he was signifying a human connection through a commonality in these two religious beliefs. His simple gestures spoke volumes for generosity, love, understanding, peace and forgiveness. Albeit, though cute and little, it still was a knife… ;)






Okay my Joons that is it for this travel journal. Iran is one of the most amazing countries I’ve been to. GO!



(Joon means “life” in Farsi; it is a term of endearment and is commonly added on as a suffix like, “dear.”)

5 comments:

  1. Thank you for sharing your experiences. I love your posts and your classes at APP. Great info and insight into other cultures!

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  2. I am floored at how awesome this is! Thanks for sharing. Iran is so high on my list...but it always seemed so out of reach. Thanks for the inspiration!

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  3. I'm totally fascinated by this journey and the fact that you had such a welcoming experience with locals. I live in Israel and most of the local Jews and even Muslims here would not go to Iran if you paid them. They are so close to Iran yet they know nothing about the history or people. (Just like you mentioned the airline attedent who was from Morocco.) This is so important to show the human side of this country. You should try and get this published on other travel blogs!! I want to go to Egypt but everyone her keeps telling me it's impossible right now and a very bad idea...I think it's really peoples' own fear that they are projecting onto you that drives them to do that. Although I do know as a women I should be aware that my limations in Muslim countries is much more greater! Did you see any Western women there on your trip? I'm just curious...

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    1. Hi Contessa, Thank you for your wonderful and encouraging response! I've been to Egypt, but their visa policies are not as fresh in my mind...I do know that for Iran, if you have an Israeli passport or even an immigration stamp in your passport, they will not let you in (I believe there is a great deal of hardship as well if someone has an Iranian passport or stamp and tries to get into Israel). I'm praying that the politics on all sides that are driving this mutual hostility are starting to shift. If you have access to having a new passport to be legally reissued from another country, I would encourage you to go! Experiencing Iran as a people and not as a political enemy was life transforming. They are wonderful and extremely respectful of women. No one expressed animosity towards Americans. They do have problems with the government policies and tactics of America and Israel, but the people I talked could talk about differences of opinion fairly and levelheaded. More than half our tour group of 12 were Western women. None of them life having to wear the hijab, but ALL of them felt safe and respected walking alone, even at night. Without exception, they all loved the trip. (Egypt can have some social hassles for Western women traveling alone, such as sexual harassment, however, Iran is not known for this at all).

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