Democrats: offended by everything, ashamed of nothing
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The life of an Iranian woman:1979 vs. 2025
Back in 1979, a girl in Tehran woke up and picked her own clothes. Miniskirt if she felt like it. Tight jeans. Sleeveless top. Hair loose down her back. She stepped outside and wasn’t in danger for it. No one yanked her into a van. No one beat her within an inch of her life. No one told her she was corrupting society.
She walked to university with the boys. Sat next to them in lectures. Studied medicine, law, engineering, whatever she damn well wanted. After class, she met friends in cafés that didn’t check her neckline. At night, the streets were full of lights and music and women laughing out loud. She could go to the cinema, dance at a club, drive her own car home at 2 a.m, all without a male chaperone.
Iranian women had been voting since 1963. Women sat in parliament. Women ran top national corporations. Women were judges, lawyers, and leaders of industry.A woman could file for divorce. She could stop her husband taking a second wife. The minimum marriage age was eighteen and she wouldn’t be automatically denied custody if her marriage broke down.
That was the world that the mothers and grandmothers of Iran lived in.
Now drag that same bloodline to 2026.
The granddaughter wakes up planning her outfit for her safety, not her self-expression. One loose strand and the morality police can drag her off for an “improper hijab.” They fine her, beat her, and post her face on state television as a warning.
The Hijab and Chastity law might have been tweaked after large-scale protests, but it was never stopped. Cameras are everywhere, neighbors spy for payoffs, universities kick girls out, jobs are limited to male applicants, and passports are revoked if a woman acts “immorally” or dares to try and escape.
A man can divorce his wife and automatically keeps the kids. He can marry as many women as he likes and she has no legal right to stop him. In court, her testimony is worth half of his.
Girls as young as thirteen can be married off and the state calls it piety.
Temporary “sigheh” contracts are pushed like some holy loophole so men can rent a wife for a weekend.
Schools and buses are segregated. Beaches are split by gender. Stadiums still ban women from watching men play football (because apparently the sight of a female face in the crowd is too dangerous).
Singing in public? Forbidden if men can hear.
Dancing? Only in secret.
When these women finally snap and rip the hijab off in the street , like they did after Mahsa Amini and kept doing through the bloodbaths of 2022 right into this year, the Islamic regime answers with bullets, prison rapes, and public hangings which are broadcast to scare other women into submission. The 1979 revolution didn’t “free” Iranian women. It kidnapped them. It took a country that was in the twentieth century and slammed it back into the seventh under the banner of Islam.
The mullahs didn’t give women dignity. Women don’t have freedom. Women don’t have a choice. They are commanded. Obey or die.
And now, for the first time in almost half a century, Iranian women are flooding the streets again, tearing off their hijabs, dancing, and chanting as their oppressors finally get a taste of their own medicine.
But what do we see from the supposedly anti-patriarchal left?
Protests against the airstrikes. Pink-haired women screaming “hands off Iran.” Cries of Islamophobia and colonialism. Signs defending the very regime that has shackled, beaten, and silenced women for a lifetime. They’re out there right now, these so-called progressives, crying about “imperialism” while Iranian girls are finally breathing without a boot on their necks. Supporting the monsters who stole every choice from generations of Iranian women. Even now, with the Supreme Leader’s corpse still warm, they’d rather prop up the butchers than admit the truth.
Shame on them all.
Back in 1979, a girl in Tehran woke up and picked her own clothes. Miniskirt if she felt like it. Tight jeans. Sleeveless top. Hair loose down her back. She stepped outside and wasn’t in danger for it. No one yanked her into a van. No one beat her within an inch of her life. No one told her she was corrupting society.
She walked to university with the boys. Sat next to them in lectures. Studied medicine, law, engineering, whatever she damn well wanted. After class, she met friends in cafés that didn’t check her neckline. At night, the streets were full of lights and music and women laughing out loud. She could go to the cinema, dance at a club, drive her own car home at 2 a.m, all without a male chaperone.
Iranian women had been voting since 1963. Women sat in parliament. Women ran top national corporations. Women were judges, lawyers, and leaders of industry.A woman could file for divorce. She could stop her husband taking a second wife. The minimum marriage age was eighteen and she wouldn’t be automatically denied custody if her marriage broke down.
That was the world that the mothers and grandmothers of Iran lived in.
Now drag that same bloodline to 2026.
The granddaughter wakes up planning her outfit for her safety, not her self-expression. One loose strand and the morality police can drag her off for an “improper hijab.” They fine her, beat her, and post her face on state television as a warning.
The Hijab and Chastity law might have been tweaked after large-scale protests, but it was never stopped. Cameras are everywhere, neighbors spy for payoffs, universities kick girls out, jobs are limited to male applicants, and passports are revoked if a woman acts “immorally” or dares to try and escape.
A man can divorce his wife and automatically keeps the kids. He can marry as many women as he likes and she has no legal right to stop him. In court, her testimony is worth half of his.
Girls as young as thirteen can be married off and the state calls it piety.
Temporary “sigheh” contracts are pushed like some holy loophole so men can rent a wife for a weekend.
Schools and buses are segregated. Beaches are split by gender. Stadiums still ban women from watching men play football (because apparently the sight of a female face in the crowd is too dangerous).
Singing in public? Forbidden if men can hear.
Dancing? Only in secret.
When these women finally snap and rip the hijab off in the street , like they did after Mahsa Amini and kept doing through the bloodbaths of 2022 right into this year, the Islamic regime answers with bullets, prison rapes, and public hangings which are broadcast to scare other women into submission. The 1979 revolution didn’t “free” Iranian women. It kidnapped them. It took a country that was in the twentieth century and slammed it back into the seventh under the banner of Islam.
The mullahs didn’t give women dignity. Women don’t have freedom. Women don’t have a choice. They are commanded. Obey or die.
And now, for the first time in almost half a century, Iranian women are flooding the streets again, tearing off their hijabs, dancing, and chanting as their oppressors finally get a taste of their own medicine.
But what do we see from the supposedly anti-patriarchal left?
Protests against the airstrikes. Pink-haired women screaming “hands off Iran.” Cries of Islamophobia and colonialism. Signs defending the very regime that has shackled, beaten, and silenced women for a lifetime. They’re out there right now, these so-called progressives, crying about “imperialism” while Iranian girls are finally breathing without a boot on their necks. Supporting the monsters who stole every choice from generations of Iranian women. Even now, with the Supreme Leader’s corpse still warm, they’d rather prop up the butchers than admit the truth.
Shame on them all.