Some Updates
Some updates on what I’ve been up to:
1. Watching the situation in Iran closely. I was never much into the politics of Iran but after the controversial 2009 presidential elections, it became impossible not to follow the news.
2. I’m in my fourth term now in the PhD program. I’m taking two interesting courses. One is a course on Business and Society (Corporate Social Responsibility, Stakeholder Theory, Business & Development, etc.) with Bryan Husted. Another is a course on Internet and Society taught by Barry Wellman (@barrywellman) at the University of Toronto. The course is formally titled “Social Aspects of Technology and Work” which makes it sound much more boring than it is. With these two courses I think I might end up minoring in sociology.
3. I’ve changed the title, theme, and header image of this blog. The title is a combination of Herbert Simon’s concept of “Bounded Rationality”, pointing out the cognitive limitations of humans, with Charles S. Peirce’s concept of “Musement” which is about freedom of thought and imagination. The header image is a portion of Raphael’s School of Athens painting, a poster of which is currently hanging on my wall. I’ve also merged all my Persian language blogs into one.
4. I’ve updated the working papers page. It’s now more like an “ideas in progress” page or a list of research areas I’m working on. I’ve also updated the publications page to include all my conference papers so far. The one that won the best student paper award last year is now available online.
5. I’ve translated some TED talks into Persian (Farsi). There are now many TED Talks available in Persian and our Facebook group of Persian TED Translators is growing continuously.
6. I’m now working on occasional assignments with the Network for Business Sustainability to develop practitioner-friendly summaries of scholarly articles called Research Insights.
The most romantic scene you will ever see on a bus
I was riding the TTC (Toronto Transit Commission) bus on Halloween when I captured an amazing scene of romance on my cell phone camera. The picture is so breath taking that I had to blog about it in both Persian and English.
It was late night and most of the passengers on the bus were sleepy. One girl who was sitting on a single seat had trouble finding a place to rest her head. That was when her friend kneeled down on his knees next to her seat so that the girl could rest her head on his shoulder. The lover boy remained in that uncomfortable position for nearly 20 minutes while the lucky girl slept comfortably in his arms.

Congratulations to my dear friend Khadijeh
I have some of the best memories of my life from my days as an English language teacher in Tehran, Iran. In one of my classes I had an incredibly bright student who listened very carefully in class and had an unbelievable thirst for learning, to the extent that I would think to myself that if I studied like she did, I would have been a world renounced scholar by now. She was an Afghan woman who had come to Tehran and many of the normal opportunities for education were not given to her in life. This bothered me enormously as I could see with my own eyes how smart she was, and I couldn’t help but think that she could be the next Einstein or find a cure for cancer or a solution to global warming or something if she had the chance. How shameful the world should be for the opportunities it looses.
My friend and former student Khadijeh, now lives in New York and is enjoying new opportunities for education. She has written about this in an essay that recently won first place in an essay contest. I am proud of her and congratulate her for this achievement. This is her essay:
Participating in the Educational Opportunity Center has made my future brighter. Education is a huge benefit not only for my family and me, but also for other people. With education, I can help my children with their schoolwork. With education, I can complete my humanity.
First of all, I can say that the EOC has become the apex of my life. I am very happy that I have the opportunity to study and continue my education here in the United States. I have been an enthusiastic student since I was a first grader. I was very good at studying my lessons and was able to learn them quickly. Unfortunately, I could not continue and finish school because of the situation in Afghanistan. I traveled to several other countries including Iran, but the Iranian officials did not give me the opportunity to continue my education because foreign people are not allowed to attend school.
Unlike Iran, my participation in the EOC makes my future brighter because eventually my dreams can become a reality. What’s more, with education I feel I am very productive. Everything in the EOC is organized in a manner that fits how I learn. My self-esteem has improved because I am learning new things every day. Furthermore, because of these new skills, I am sure I am going to be a successful person because of the help and support my compassionate, patient, professional, and expert teachers at the EOC. After I finish my education, I plan to be a nurse of pharmacist and can be of assistance to other people.
Furthermore, participating in the EOC has benefited my family. With education, I can help my children with their homework, and I can participate fully in parent/teacher meetings. When my children see how easily I can help them with their schoolwork, they are proud of their mother. They do not need to ask other people for help. Therefore, they experience higher self-esteem. They can also study better and obtain more success in their own lives. I have a friend who is uneducated and could not go to school when she was a child. Her father was very strict. He did not like the girls to study. He thought study was only for boys. My friend is now married to a man who has the same idea as her father. As a result, she never found the opportunity to learn how to read and write. She has great difficulty herself and with her children’ schoolwork. Most of the time, she asks my daughter to help with her children’s homework and asks me to go with her to any school meetings. Whenever I see her and her problems, I have become more aware of the value of education and grateful for the EOC.
Finally, I believe that with education, I will be a better and more complete person with a better sense of humor and an awakened consciousness. With education, my understanding of nuances and my empathy will increase. Therefore, I can understand others and their problems. When I can identify the problems, I will be able to help all people better.
In conclusion, I believe that participating in the Educational Opportunity Center means a lot to me and my future. Continuing my education is the most important thing in my life. By participating in the EOC, I can make my future brighter, and I can help myself and others.
TED.com for the Farsi-speaking world
I have been passionately in love with Ted.com ever since I discovered it around two yeras ago. I was in Iran at that time but luckily I was able to enjoy these talks because I had good internet access through the University of Tehran and the new ADSL services which were then just starting to become widespread in Iran. Also, it really helped that my English was good enough.
Unfortunately however, many of my fellow Iranians and other Farsi-speaking people around the world who cannot understand English are missing out on these amazing talks. TED Talks can open your eyes and your mind to the most recent accomplishments of mankind, take you to the edge of human knowledge, and give you a better picture of where we as a race are coming from, where we stand, and where we are headed. In order to help those Persian or Farsi-speaking people around the world who have trouble with English, I have started a new blog, aiming to discuss TED Talks in the Persian (Farsi) language. Hopefully, the readers will be motivated to learn English and take full advantage of the knowledge out there.
I don’t know how I’m going to have time for this new blog! But experience tells me that passion has a way of finding time.
Back to School in Gaza

Well it’s back to school time for the children of Gaza after a taste of hell. Those who were fortunate enough to find their schools in tact found a lot of empty seats in the classroom. A picture, which I was surprised to find on the Fox news website, shows the names of the children who were killed during the Israeli military operation written on signs placed on their former desks in the classroom.
Question: Are the remaining children more likely or less likely to become terrorists now that their friends have been killed?
The Tale of the King Who Banned Farting
Recently, a short story written here by an ingenious anonymous blogger has gained enormous popularity in the Persian blogosphere. It rose to the top of the ranks in Balatarin.com which is the Persian equivalent of Digg.com. Many people are also posting it on their blogs and posting it as notes on Facebook and other social networking sites. I thought it might also be interesting for the English speaking world to read the story that has interested so many Iranians. So I’m going to attempt to translate the story here. Disclaimer: I’m going to translate everything directly and so this post contains language that I don’t normally use in my writing.
The Tale of the King Who Banned Farting
Long ago, a foreigner king rose to power in the homeland. He was evil and at the same time cunning, and he had a vizier who was even more evil and cunning. He ordered the vizier “find a way for me to dominate the life and soul of these people without them realizing or revolting.” The vizier contemplated and composed a scroll and handed it out to the king’s heralds to announce it across the towns and villages of the land. The new laws proclaimed that belief in the old faith and education were now illegal. Taxes were raised threefold and the king was granted “first-night” rights to any newlywed bride. The value of the life of countrymen was announced to be equivalent to that of four-legged animals in the neighboring country which was the king’s place of origin. Any protest or disagreement with these rules was to be punished by death. Finally, farting and flatus were also announced illegal.
The king said “Oh vizier! All this pressure is going to cause uprising and were we not supposed to carry out a velvet revolution?” To which the vizier relpied, “Do not worry your highness, you are not considering the last part of the new law, it is percisely the safety valve for them to empty their defiant energy.”
And so it happened as the vizier said. The people spoke up in protest to the obvious injustice. It was natural for the king to promote his own religion or ban education. And kings have always raised taxes and “first-night” rights to newlywed brides is an ancient tradition. And the little value of our lives compared to the neighbouring country stems from the king’s nationalism, but the ban on farting and flatus is just too much! And anyways, the king cannot possibly put guards in every toilet of the land. The more knowledgeable ones cried “emptying the intestines is good for your health and is nothing to be ashamed of. This is the work of uncivilized persons to snoop around in other people’s undergarments.” They were delighted to have found scientific support for their position and to be able to call the opposition “uncivilized” and they nodded their heads in this delight and called themselves intellectuals. And they said, “Does the king not fart himself?!” They made myriads of jokes about the king having exploded from withholding his gas or how the king has put a cork up his ass to control himself or how the king is like a dog sniffing for farts and sticking his nose up people’s behinds. And they would SMS these jokes to each other and laugh and laugh.
The king’s guards spread across the land to enforce the new laws. Once in a while, they would surge into toilets and arrest the farters and take them in for inquisition. But people continued to fart and break wind in private and considered the odorous noises of their bowels to be huge acts of protest to the government. People would take trips to the desert so that they could fart freely. In the town alleys, they would look around to make sure no one was looking and then fart. They threw underground parties where they would serve beans and have group farts. After a while nobody remembered the ban on education and the forced faith and rape and degradation and taxes and all everybody was concerned with was to defend their last remaining trivial right to fart.
Meanwhile in the palace, the king and his vizier laughed and giggled at how they had drowned the people in their own acidic gases and turned everyone into farters.




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