AIDS, love, sex and hate

warning: the content bellow is mostly intended for adults and adult minded youngsters who actually read about iran... if you are one of those then maybe you SHOULD read on. you deserve it for actually being interested in a site like this.

bargeboo: please refer to my intro in "nation of pleasure"for some background on this post and the writer. many have said that the post bellow is really only a publicity stunt and the story is not really true, so i shouldn’t really print it for reference. however, i think that it doesn’t really matter if it is true or not. it could just as easily be true which makes it significant. aids is an epidemic in iran and this could be the story of anyone living in that sexually oppressed society. sex education, pamphlets about using condom, "condom on banana" demos and std prevention movement is virtually unheard of. aids is still very much considered to be a homosexuals’ disease.

mohsen’s writing is crude but pretty funny, and often quite offensive at the same time. you might be shocked by the ending of this particular post but after reading a lot of his stories in his weblog, i have realized that most of the tough talk is a disguise for lots of good advice, although i can’t quite dismiss the possibility that maybe he is in fact truly a jerk!

i feel his website is also a good reflection on the confusion that many young folks in iran feel about relations between the sexes. it talks volumes about the pain and feelings of suffocation that boys and girls in iran feel today. they are lost in muddy waters, forced to feel their way around, speculating and often fantasizing about how things are among western couples as models of “real” relationships.   the so very natural need of humans, to socialize freely and find mates is so outrageously restricted in iran that it is quite understandable how anyone can become this bitter and disheartened. 

mating rituals are elaborate and confusing, messages are mixed and when coupling actually happens that brings on a whole new series of complications. guys often refer to their fears of falling in love, being used and played for money or god forbid getting trapped in marriage. girls in turn voice feelings of being used, of soiled reputations and disapproving families and god forbid not being married at the end!

as you can see from the date, it was posted last year and since then there has not been too many posts by him about this subject, expect some quirky responses to some of the comments he has received on the news. if you have a strong stomach, high tolerance for crude language and can read farsi, you might want to visit his site and read some of his archives.

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<< by: mohsen, wed. september 18, 2002 >>

"one moment of pleasure, a lifetime of remorse" (yek lahze havasraani, yek omr pashimani, direct translation from persian proverb. anyone has a better suggestion please let me know).

in this blog, i have written a lot of about my sexual relationships. some readers have disagreed with me and some without really paying attention to the main content, have just read them and some have just laughed and then had their say in the comments section….

in any case, seeing now that this blog is one of most read blogs around i have decided to confess something:

in the height of my youth (age 20 to 25) i really loved sex and anything that had to do with sex. because of my father’s wealth, good looks and my social status many girls were attracted to me. this meant that whenever i wanted i could find someone to have sex with. when i was younger i saw sex to be the ultimate pleasure and because of many visits to prostitutes and various sexual relations without thinking of safety, i did myself in and i got the aids virus. soon in the future i will experience living day to day with this horrific illness. i am not sure in which sexual encounter i got it but i don’t think it is anyone’s fault but my own. until now, i have been trying to write about the realities of our society …. but i am sure reading about someone who has spent the best days of his life with these things and has finally contracted the virus should be interesting to everybody. mohsen has been banished from the society and he fills his loneliness with his weblog and you readers.

these things all begin when during sex only 10% of the brain works properly and the other 90% is focused on sexual pleasure and we never think that the other person may have the virus or any other damn disease.

and, as always, most ladies and gentlemen don’t like condoms at all and say that condoms make sex less pleasurable and can not transfer the heat from one organ to another and basically its no fun. may you chock on the fun! may your little peepees get run over by a truck! you fools! if your partner is sick then the heat of your dear organ will f-ck you in the mouth (like me). remember this from mohsen tootfarangi. never trust anyone, no one, no one, no one.

even the girl who lets you have “complete sex” (intercourse) with her and shows you love could also be contaminated. believe it. girls are such bitches. so in short, make sure you follow every safety measure. i don’t say you shouldn’t have sex at all. you should have sex. lots of it too. but take all these safety issues seriously and accept this truth that all girls are hos and have aids.

its too late for me now … hey you boys whose little peepee have turned into penises … concentrate … don’t you do anything stupid without a condom! right now, today go and buy a pack of condoms in any flavor you like and put it in your pocket or your wallet. so as soon as you find a girl whose legs are hanging in the air, quickly pull out the condom and pull it on and hey ho! and if you don’t have the money to buy condoms just send me your bank account number and i will personally give you money to buy some.

i heard now they make condoms with gooseberry flavor (zereshk) (oooo sour!). i think girls don’t mind trying a flavor like that …

now starting tomorrow you can print posters and put them up everywhere, announcing that “tootfarangi” has aids. but know this that till i am alive i will do my best to spread this disease to everyone. i will not rest till every single girl in this land of ours is infected with this lovely virus. may god help me in this holy mission …