IN FOREIGN PARTS: Passions Run Deep under the Iranian Chador as Young Lovers Outfox the Hardline Clerics
Doyle, Leonard, The Independent (London, England)
NAZAR STREET in the heart of the ancient Persian city of Isfahan is crackling with sexual energy as Iran's Saviour Day holiday gets into full swing.
When darkness falls, the shopping street heaves with young people, men in jeans and T-shirts, women hidden behind chadors, with a heavy police presence ensuring things do not get out of hand. There is the occasional thwack of night- stick across the shoulders of Isfahan's young blades, to keep them moving and discourage contact with the opposite sex.
At first glance, the Islamic strictures forbidding unchaperoned contact between unmarried Iranian men and women are being rigidly respected. But on closer examination one can see the "third generation of the revolution" as the young are often called, are busy with a strange new dating ritual.
The sudden movement of a boy's hand when he passes a young woman strolling down the street betrays everything. In the twinkling of an eye, the business is done and, as the groups of young men and women come together and separate, the lucky ones emerge with tightly rolled strips of paper on which are written the mobile phone numbers of those they have just bumped into.
"Collecting girls' numbers, it's the best fun you can have in Isfahan," says Hamid, a few metres from the uniformed police and the ever-present members of the Basij militia, the poorly educated but deeply religious country boys who repress dissent and protest across Iran.
This unaccountable militia force was formed more than 20 years ago by Ayatollah Khomeini to stamp out Gharbzadigi, or "Westoxification" in Iranian society. These days, the Basijis are used by the conservative clerics ruling Iran to keep a lid on the nation's wayward youth and those yearning for reform of its stifling religious code.
But the mobile phone is a potent weapon in the hands of the disaffected, as the totalitarian rulers of Serbia and Indonesia discovered to their cost. From under the billowing chador worn by Iranian women, the tell- tale tone of a piano concerto or Nokia chime is often heard. It might be an illicit contact with a potential boyfriend, a whisper of political dissent or a shopping tip to a friend. In the hands of millions of disaffected Iranians, the mobile phone represents power, and there is little the clerics can do about it.
The ruling mullahs also abominate satellite dishes. With numbing tedium, Iran TV's six official channels show censored feature films, dubbed to alter inappropriate plotlines. …