Thursday

Azar Nafisi, Incomprehensible Regimes, Explosion!

My second lifetime's goal delves into two stark historical periods that I feel are crucial to consider, a passion. But my favorite literary genre is (nonfiction!) memoir and/or collections of essays by popular authors, say, Crosley, Sedaris. After my first lifetime I can now fully enjoy great, even just juicy memoirs/essays, and will flip pages faster than you'd think a traumatic brain injured person could. I'm 45 and at 18, my life, including the person I was, changed, majorly. Cull family teamwork did their best to wake me up from that month long coma and said teamwork is responsible for my re learning everything or a second chance. Am I using this as an excuse for my overdue enlightenment of Iranian history? My hunch is that a lot of us don't know?

We've discussed Nafisi prior, after I started her Reading Lolita In Tehran, 2004. I have not finished it and unlike other NY Times Bestselling memoirs, I cannot guess when I'll be done. Nafisi's communication of her living through and writing of (how many were there?) an Iranian revolution, makes for the best memoir I've read to this day. And I thought that this book merely had the power of getting me to read Nabokov, ha. I re read each word, sentence, graph, page, and again, of her perfectly narrated memoir with pieces of history that I simply, didn't know.

For instance, I learned, that as late as 1979 Iranian foreign-language bookstores closed and soon after, even Mark Twain was illegal. This book banning is a relatively mild gesture relative to the incomprehensible oppression of a new regime. A regime shrouding the female population not only in darkness, a regime that will, for example, hurt a woman for wearing pink sock underneath the dark.

Her, Nafisi, doesn't only write well, it's perfect. Nafisi, similar to two of my own, is a virtuoso of literature.

Lucky Cull's mind explodes with new historical facts culled from a book in the shape of a memoir. Thank you Nafisi!

Do you ever feel like your mind explodes when enlightened?

Sheila Cull
Us Lucky Culls