Went a little nuts with the entries yesterday. Damn, I suck.
And figure I can be as hard on myself as I want today, since my conscience Garrity is off visiting Hanne.
Mmmm. . . Hanne. Oh, to lose myself wandering along those cur--
*Ahem* Any road up, possibly your content for the day, unless I get sent home early instead of being let go at the end of the day/week:
You write in the introduction to Persepolis, "One can forgive but one should never forget." Was the process of writing and illustrating the book mainly about remembrance, or did you have to do some forgiving in order to be able to tell your story?
At the beginning, when I left Iran, I was really full of hate, you know. I'm still very angry, but I don't hate anymore -- those are two different things. Every day of my life I am angry because I think that the world is going to be ruined by a few very cynical people. I have all these reasons to be very angry. Politics destroyed my life -- it took me far from my parents, from my country, from everything that I really loved. Of course I did [Persepolis] to forgive, because I don't believe that you can answer violence with violence, and hate with hate. It can go on forever -- the most intelligent one should stop first. You have to reconstruct. And of course you shouldn't forget, because that's the way not to make the same mistakes again, but you should forgive. Unfortunately, human beings forget so easily, but [we] have such problems with forgiveness, so this hate is going on forever and ever.
Which, as noted previously, you'll have to pop out to the store to buy. Hey, they can use the money. Can't we all?