Iran has long been one of my dream destinations—a land of poetry and philosophy, of ancient wisdom and defiant dignity. I had hoped to visit even before the world was plunged into the long night of the pandemic. That dream still lives, because Iran is not just a country; it is a civilizational force that has gifted humanity with timeless treasures, from Rumi to Avicenna.
Today, my thoughts are with its people. Once again, a sovereign nation in the Global South finds itself under siege—not by accident or miscalculation, but through a calculated act of aggression by a regime that has made war its very identity.
Israel has opened a new front. Having choked Gaza, ravaged Lebanon, bombed Syria, and brutalized Palestinians for generations, it now turns its gaze eastward—to Tehran. And the so-called international community watches, nods, or looks away.
This Western “Rosemary’s Baby”—a state born in sin and nurtured on violence—is not merely aggressive. It is the incarnation of something far more sinister: the cold, insatiable logic of imperial domination dressed in moral hypocrisy. It feeds on destruction. It thrives on silence. And worst of all, it acts with impunity.
The United States—under Trump or anyone else—is no longer a superpower but a hostage, impotent before the Israeli lobby yet complicit in every crime. The same must be said of NATO and the European Union, whose lofty rhetoric about democracy and peace collapses like a house of cards when faced with Israeli power.
Let us be clear: if a single state can dismantle the United Nations with impunity, then perhaps the UN was never meant to survive. We are witnessing not just the erosion of global norms, but their total collapse—much like the death of the League of Nations on the eve of World War II.
History is repeating itself, not as farce but as blood-soaked tragedy.
It occurred to me to call it the “Western’s Dr. Strangelove” life state but “Rosemary’s Baby” sounds more elegant.