#Lesbians in Iran

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CHESS OF THE WIND (SHATRANJE-BAAD) (1976)

dir. Mohammad Reza Aslani

[sneedaids]

Why does the LGBT community support Muslims and arabs and? I don't get it cuz those people hate you guys from the bottom of their heart and if they had a gun they would kill and behead you guys and even in Iran (which it's legal to have a top/bottom surgery and the government won't kill you for that) the amount of hate toward the your community is crazy

[brownwomanisland]

One of the things I feel brown women rightfully don't show a lot is their atheism or lack of general belief in spirituality. There are people who think that because you're black you must be religious or believe in God or you're corrupted for not believing in God and you'll believe in anything. It makes one too easily a target for hearing unnecessary waffling about religion, God, the devil, you name it.

It's worse once they find out that you're bisexual or a lesbian, now it's "so that's why you don't believe in god". Like no, I don't believe in any god because the concept is stupid and no religion or faith has ever lifted women up. Or they think you're automatically a gender queer woo woo person like we do not get to be nuanced people. We're either in the A monolith or B monolith.

That said, it's also challenging to openly be an atheist because atheist men are STILL men and so their "critical thinking" leaves them when they hear about feminism, ills of pornography, pinkwashing, colonization of certain groups. Mass murder in the name of religion is bad but mass murder against groups we think are terrorists is good. Just defunct of awareness and empathy because their goal of atheism was to maintain superiority, not to dismantle unfair systems.

Apparently you can't be a lesbian and be against the genocide and mass murder of people in countries in a certain geographical region because they're homophobic. The bullets tearing bodies apart do not know if their target was a lesbian or not dumbass - more importantly their killers do not care to differentiate. How strange that the "good guys" and mass murderers share similar thoughts.

You can't be an atheist and support Palestine because Islam is a death cult, well what the fuck do you call killing people in the name of a "homeland"???? Israel is not an atheist state - nowhere close. Its actions are threatening the stability of the region and there are a group of evangelical zi0nists that are supporting this because they think it'll usher in "end times". If that isn't a death cult, then damn.

I hate the absence of critical thought. I hate that black and brown women do not get to be seen as fully actualized people, intelligent thinkers but rather we must be an either or person. No woman benefits from religion, gender bullshit, or states that are death cults.

"Death cults are wrong except when they're killing people I think are inferior, then it's alright - in fact it's moral."

[destana-min]

Oh nah man i was just checking i didn't want to assume anything out of the blue. I just wanted to ask why you choose to believe in this particular ideology

I believe in this ideology because men are too comfortable doing anything they want to a woman like me. Just today I was threatened with hot oil to my face when I was arguing in a civil way. Another time I got my glass and drink spilled all over me because a man couldn't 'control himself' aka I was totally right and he was not. Dehumanized. I've witnessed the most bloodiest, violent punches a man could ever give to a woman. I'm from the middle east and I'm sick of women and homosexual people being st0ned and b3aten and h@nged. I'm so sick of it.

Radical feminism, unlike liberal or white feminism focuses on de-rooting this systemic oppression of women instead of embedding women into it. The oppression of women is based on their sex.

Sex is real and I can't stand it when people try to erase that with gender ideology in the west.

[dykemylife]

A song from the great artist Googoosh, written by Navid Akhavan, about love (with a video depicting a lesbian couple).

As an Iranian, and as a lesbian woman, this is something I've not only wanted but needed. And I'm so happy it exists...

[zorbarsglogaboungcurture]

me and my wife

Amorous Couple Painting, Oil on canvas, Iran, Early 19th century, Qajar Dynasty

[numbersarescary]

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[lefemmerougewriter]

...I detest what the U.S. has done across the world...the imperialist blood-letting through bombs, genocide, and the like...no one escapes the wrath of this empire...whether the people here, or the Iranians, the Lebanese, the Yemeni, the Libyans, the Zimbabweans, the Pakistanis, the Iraqis, the Palestinians, and so many more…

Lara explains her anti-imperialist beliefs to Carmen in my new fic, "Crofting a Way Forward?: Lara, Artifact Theft, and the Red Woman"

[markantos]

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[scifigirl]

not wanting the United States of America to be bombed bc u hate black people so much u forgor (or don't care) about the cops murdering people and such

[misskaliganesh]

The Perfecr Bride

1.1 Love is complicated

- I already said, I don't want to get married, not now.

I stared at the two girls across the beauty salon who were being looked after by two other girls.

- But what's this? - Said the lady sitting with her eyes closed while the hairdresser took care of her hair. - It's like saying you don't want to be a woman.

Don't get me wrong, I love being a woman, but I don't want to marry a man. If I had to choose who I would marry, I would choose a woman, but the laws in my country provide for the death penalty for things like that.

- It's ready, love. - said the hairdresser who was taking care of me.

The other two women stood up and adjusted their hijab.

- Either way, Neha, you're going to have to get married someday. And Mohamed is a great catch.

He was a scoundrel. The guy already had two wives and still wanted more.

Jessi. - I asked the hairdresser who had taken care of my hair.

- Yes my love.

- Will I ever get someone like you?

Jessi was a trans girl. She was gay, so in order to avoid the death penalty, she had to undergo a gender reassignment surgery to become a girl. Well, her boyfriend left her after she had the surgery.

- It's always possible, my dear, that you'll find a trans girl who also likes girls. It's not because we changed sex that our sexual orientation is only for men, there are lesbian trans girls too. But you know that even that can lead to problems.

- I know. - I said. - If I ever meet a lesbian trans girl, she and I will flee this miserable country. And the first thing I will do is burn that hijab and destroy that burqa.

I wasn't Muslim, really. My family was, and they raised me with the Quran's advice. But when I came of age, I took the Quran and put it in the back of my drawer. I didn't want a book that questioned my sexual orientation.

Anyway, I put my hijab back on, my burqa, since I was a virgin girl, and went back home.

At home I lived with my mother and two brothers, all Muslims.

- So Neha, did you say your prayers today?

I hadn't said any prayers.

- Yes mom, I said my prayers.

- Great, then I want to see how your studies in the Holy Quran were going.

We all sat down at the table to eat.

- Hey mom. - Said Mahmed, my older brother. - You know Dani, that girl who says she doesn't follow any religion, she's a man. It seems he's gay, even though he claims he isn't.

- He's not gay but he likes to wear women's clothes? - I asked.

- Yes. - Said Mahmed - he was arrested today and is in his women's clothes in prison to be demoralized by everyone.

- I don't want you to be in contact with these people. - My mother said.

- Yes mom.

But do you think I obeyed? Nothing.

1.2 Finding the love of my life

I put some things in my backpack and left. When I reached the prison door and entered the reception area, the guard looked me over from head to toe in my stupid burka.

- What do you want, miss? This is no place for a woman like you.

- You don't remember me, Amih.

The guard looked at me and then took me to a secluded room. I removed the burqa.

- What do you want? - He said harshly.

- I want to see someone here, and I thought you could help me. After all, you liked what I showed you…

He covered my mouth.

- Shut up, if the guards find out, I'm screwed.

- I know my love. What is the punishment for betrayal? Oh yes, castration.

- Ok ok, what do you really want?

- I want to see a guy, Marck, I heard he was arrested here.

- The transvestite? Why do you want to see him? Yes, he is. And he will soon be taken to execution.

- And it's in your interest. Well, you let me see him, without any problems, without any legal interference, and without any court interference, and I keep quiet about what happened between us.

And I took out a wad of notes from my purse hidden in my clothes.

- And who knows, I might even give you something.

He took the money.

- Okay, I'll take you to him. But be quick.

I was forced to put the burqa back on and then he took me to the cells. There were several people there, most of them Christians, who were arrested for refusing to embrace Islam. They are brave people. While Islam kills for its faith, Christians die for theirs.

Amih led me to a saddle where there was a boy lying on the ground. His bed and necessary comforts were taken from him. He was wearing a long skirt with a blouse and had makeup on his face. He was lying in the corner of the wall, on the dirt floor, in a prison that was hewn out of the Rock.

Amih opened the cell and pushed me inside.

- Be quick, he said. Tomorrow the judge will sentence him to death.

I got close to him.

- What's a girl doing in a place like this? It's dangerous. - He said.

- I heard you were a transvestite who liked girls. Which I thought was strange, so I came to meet you.

- You found it strange. Yes, I'm a crossdresser who likes girls. Why?

- Well, I'm a girl who likes guys who dress like girls.

He opened his eyes and stood up.

- Well, that sounds interesting. But you know lesbians here come to this place.

- I know. I came to make you a proposal. A marriage proposal, I'll release you from here and you'll make the full transition to become a girl.

He looked down.

- I don't have the money for hormone treatment and surgery. I really want to do this, to get rid of this piece of flesh underneath. But I can't afford it.

- I'll pay for everything. Hell, I'll even pay for the clothes I buy for you. You can have a double life. We can present ourselves to society as a man and a woman, and at home you can be my wife.

- You know you can't hide this for long. And when they find out, we're both going to lose our minds.

- Well, I never wanted to stay here. We can leave.

He laughed and lay back down.

- And then. - I said.

- I'm in. If you're paying for everything.

I smiled.

1.3 preparations.

I had a brother I trusted. Hamed was the only person who knew about the wrong things I did sometimes and the only one who supported my decisions. We were a rich family, my father worked for the government and earned thousands of dollars. He died in a helicopter crash flying from Irak to ca. He was gone, but the sum of all the money was divided between the three of us and our mother.

- Hamed! - I shouted. - Hamed, I need your help.

- Aaai what happened now.

Hamed had used some of the money to open a clothing store, something he loved.

- I met a guy who is a girl.

- Wait, I don't get it. Is he a guy or a girl?

- He's a guy who's turning into a girl.

- Ha, a gay, I see.

- He's not gay. Whatever. I need you to do something. He's agreed to transition. You need to make a legal marriage proposal so his transition can be approved.

- What?! I don't want to marry a gay man. I want to marry a girl, a real girl.

- You're not going to marry him. At the right time we'll run away when he has the transition surgery.

- Run away. Where are you going to run away to?

- We are going to Turkey.

1.4 My fiancée is free, more or less.

2 months later

The trial went ahead as usual. Marck was spared the death penalty, provided he undergoes hormone treatment and surgery and marries my brother.

He lives in a house hidden in the woods on one of my father's lots. I visit him every now and then to bring him supplies and medication for his hormone treatment. He is responding well. In two months his breasts have grown, his hair has gotten thinner, and his face has thinned. He seems to be transitioning beautifully.

- How do you feel about losing your dick? - I asked. I was sitting with my legs crossed and his head in my lap. I liked running my hand through his hair.

- Very happy. Can't wait to lose this thing.

I smiled. With him I could be who I really was. A girl but also a woman.

- How are we going to escape to Turkey? - I asked.

- First we need to go to Lake Urmia. On one of the islands I left something there that is essential for our escape. Then we can go to Kapikoi in Turkey. And then we will take a plane to Istanbul.

- You know, you're sure you want to have the surgery. Don't you want to try something first?

- I've never had sex in my life. Why would I want to now?

- So you can be sure of what you are doing.

He looked at me.

- Let's go. - I said. - After you do it, you'll be sure whether or not you want to have the surgery. I'll start, go on.

I lifted him up, lifted his skirt and then started sucking his penis. Slowly, he was getting hard, after all, with the hormonal treatments his penis was becoming increasingly flaccid.

Then I pulled down his clothes and saw his breasts that seemed bigger than mine. I licked them, leaving him in ecstasy. The nipple became sensitive to the touch and he delighted when I touched them.

We made love. And the sensation of having a penis inside me was both strange and weird. I discovered that I really didn't like it.

When we finished I looked at him.

- And then?

- I would like my surgery to be today.

I smiled. After all, I wanted it too.

1.5 day of transformation.

We were in the hospital. I had to wear that stupid burqa so no one would lynch me. He was already on his way to surgery when I stopped him. He was also wearing a burqa, and his eyes said he was nervous.

I shook his hand and then went home.

- Neha, o Neha. - I heard my brother calling me.

- Oh, what happened.

- They found out about you and Daniela. They're coming to get you. You need to go. Where is Daniela staying? In which house?

- She is living in the house that belonged to our grandfather. Why?

- The police are after her. You better hurry.

I got up quickly and ran. It had been three days since March had had surgery and he was still recovering. I got in the car and sped off. Halfway there I remembered that he was not yet in the house where I had given him a place to live. He was still in the hospital. So I sped off towards the hospital.

When I got there, without a burka and with my hair showing, I went straight in and went to her room. She was watching TV.

- Can you walk? - I asked.

- A little. Why?

- We need to go. We need to leave today. They found us.

He tried to get up, but grimaced. Then he stood up.

- Get my clothes from the closet.

I took it. I made to go to the reception.

- No, the reception is dangerous, let's go this way.

He led me to a back door and then through a series of rooms until we emerged at the back of the hospital onto a deserted street.

- I had calculated countless escape routes. This one seemed the safest. Where's the car?

- In the parking lot.

Since he was still in surgery, I helped him walk. We went to the establishment and then got into my car, a white Hilux double cabin. I stepped on the gas, some guards came out of the reception as soon as I made the maneuver.

When we arrived at the site, we saw several police cars.

- What happened? - Dani asked.

- I know what happened. - I said. - Betrayal.

1.6 Escape

We were speeding down the road at a normal speed, so as not to attract the attention of the highway patrol. I took off that stupid burqa and threw it out the window. The hijab was still on my head. We had stopped by the house to grab a few things and leave. She was reading a black book and taking notes.

- By the way, why were you sentenced to death?

She stopped.

- Because of this.

She took a book with golden pages from her backpack. A Bible.

- I always wondered why this book was banned in my country.

- Because it is the only book that turns bad people into good people.

I was curious. Then I would get this forbidden book to read, since I liked forbidden things.

We drove until nightfall towards Lake Urmia. When I arrived at the shore, at night, I headed to a small port.

- No, not the port. - said Dani. - Go that way to a clearing on the edge of the lake where we will find a small boat.

I did what he asked.

The boat we found was small. We put our things inside it.

- We need to get rid of this car. - He said.

I opened the handbrake and let the car roll down the slope toward the lake. Then it sank.

- And now, how do we get to the border?

- There's a gype on the other side of the lake. We'll catch him.

We got on the boat and went to a small island. On the island there was an empty military shack. We went in and Dani lit an oil lamp. Inside the shack were grenades, ammunition, pistols, an M16 assault rifle and a sniper rifle with a telescopic sight.

- But what is this place? - I asked. There were six mattresses rolled up in a corner.

- This was an outpost for international agents.

- Wait, you were a soldier?

- I still am. We were seven girls who belonged to the United States Army. We came on a peacekeeping mission, but we were ambushed near the city where you live and all my classmates were raped and killed by Iranian soldiers. I managed to escape by pure luck. I started living as a girl until that day when they broke into my house.

- I understand.

- Sleep, I'll keep watch.

- No, you're the one who has to sleep. I'll keep watch.

She stretched out one of the mattresses, lay down and fell asleep. I took the strange book out of his bag and went to read.

1.7 release.

I spent the whole night reading that book. And unlike the Quran, the Bible is more logical and succinct. Far superior in many ways. I discovered that Abraham was never a Muslim, nor was Jesus, nor Adam, nor any of the prophets. Which makes me wonder if Muhammad really spoke to Gabriel.

Early in the morning Dani woke up and we packed our bags. We put weapons on the boat, grenades, medical kits and supplies. Then we went to the other side.

There we found the jeep that Dani had mentioned. She was driving this time. I was just reading that book. When we were approaching the border with Turkey, Dani stopped the car.

- Neha.

When I looked the whole road was occupied by police officers. My mother and brothers were there, including Hamed.

- Hamed, so you were the one who betrayed us. - I shouted.

- Sorry little sister. You were going too far. I needed to intervene.

- Come home, my daughter. Let the police take care of him. - My mother said.

- It's her, and no, I won't let her.

- Daughter, if you cross that line, you can never come back.

The people there were not really police officers, but soldiers from Hezbollah, of which my older brother was a sergeant.

- If you don't come for good, you come for bad, he said.

Immediately there was the sound of triggers and bullets flew through the air. We hid behind the gypsy. Dani was holding the M16 rifle and handed me a pistol. I grabbed a large one and threw it. I heard screams and the explosion. The shooting stopped.

- Let's go. - I said.

We jumped into the jeep and sped off. Almost at the border we heard an explosion. Dani braked just before falling into the crater. My older brother had fired an RPG missile and was preparing another one to fire.

- Little sister, if you go, you will no longer be considered our sister. Your return will mean death.

I removed the hijab from my head and stripped off my nikab, leaving me in only my strapless dress. I laid them on the ground, with the Quran on top of them. I picked up a burning branch and threw it at the hijab, the nikab and the Quran, which instantly caught fire.

- I have already made my choice. I am not a Muslim and I am no longer your daughter. I am a servant of Jesus, and I will serve him forever. The choice is whether you kill me or not.

I got back into the jeep and waved to Dani. She drove around the crater and then we crossed the border. At any moment I expected a missile that didn't come. I was free.

Epilogue

We went to Istanbul, where Dani and I got married. Dani looked beautiful, and the breast reassignment surgery was a success. She was no longer a man, she was now a woman. We both wore white dresses.

On our wedding night, when I saw her body and looked at the place where a penis had been, I was amazed at how perfect it was. And even afterwards, when we made love, the sensation of sex without a penis was much better than before. And she seemed very happy.

[meagankimberly]

If You Could Be Mine Review

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[neutrin0]

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Addis Black Widow - Goes Around Comes Around 2001

Addis Black Widow is a Swedish band founded by Dianne "Cream" Wiston och Armias "Pigeon" Mamo. Their songs include "Innocent", "Wait in Summer" and "Goes Around Comes Around" which reached #2 in Sweden, #3 in Norway and #4 in Denmark in 2001. With their other group Bus 75, they reached #69 in the UK Chart guesting on the song "Four Big Speakers" by Swedish rockband Whale.

Although their backgrounds stretch from Ethiopia to Iran to Oakland, California, the band recorded their first album, The Battle of Adwa, in Sweden. They were the first Swedish based underground hip hop band to reach gold and platinum sales outside of Scandinavia. Also called gay hip hop pioneers (Cream is a lesbian), in 1996, Addis Black Widow was the first rap act to take a controversial lesbian themed music videos such as "Innocent" to MTV's top 5 most played video list. "Innocent" peaked at #42 in the UK Singles Chart in February 1996.

In 2001, they released the second album, ABW, with hit singles "Goes Around Comes Around" and "Wait in Summer". Because of musical differences and clash of artistic interest, Cream left the band in 2005.

"Goes Around Comes Around" received a total of 29,1% yes votes.

[ar-lene]

Hey since its pride month i just wanted to say something quick about queers in muslim places, including palestine.

I am from iran, a known muslim country. In my country, gay marriage is illegal, and gay sex gets you executed. And lesbian sex gets you whipped.

But within my class, and as far as im aware other classes has never gotten hate crimed, insulted, or punished for being queer.

Infact, a lot of my class openly discuss sexuality and treat you the same they would anyone else.

Hell, many of my (all my classmates are female. Im not aware of a trans person in our class.) classmates have had and HAVE girlfriends.

My country, is a supporter of palestine as far as im aware. In all our history books it is stated at least once. That israel is opressing palestine. And it had been there far before this started.

The statement of "dont support palestine they'd kill you there" holds NO water.

Because they wouldnt. The people of palestine wouldnt. The same way mine wouldnt.

Free palestine. Please.

[fuckyeahilike]

There speak the asexual, aromantic, heterophobic, separatist, misandrist, pick-me-girls of Radblr. Shall we take a look at some of the women they look down on for, uh, performing for men, i.e. for being feminine women? Let’s.

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichiee

Dolly Parton

Germaine Greer

Glenda Jackson

Hilary Mantel

Jess Phillips

JK Rowling

Jo Cox (victim of femicide)

Karen Davis 

Kate Harris

Laetitia Ky

Mahsa Amini (victim of femicide)

Malala Yousafzai

Marie Lagouste

Marissa Blacklance

Naomi Wolf

Nusrat Jahan Rafi (victim of femicide)

Rose McGowan

Shere Hite

Stephenie Meyer

Sue Perkins

Suzanne Moore

Vanessa Nakate

Shut the fuck up