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God, I love it when Amnesty International reminds me what creeps we all are. It makes me feel so guilty, so naughty, and with that frisson of shame.

Meanwhile, out in the world they’re not having to face because they’re too busy toiling in the third world ghetto that is New York City, the rest of us are confronted with this sort of thing, which frankly makes us uncomfortable. Where is Amnesty International when we need it to distract us from such unpleasantness?

Free Iran Project: FrontPageMag - Tehran’s Killing Fields, By Banafsheh Zand-Bonazzi

You know, I don’t need to hear this sort of thing:

Such rules and regulations are quite ephemeral in the Islamic Republic. In a particularly gruesome execution carried out in 1993 in the city of Arak, a woman was to be stoned to death in front of her husband and two young children. After the stoning began, the woman was able to free herself from the hole in the ground, escaping death. According to Shariah laws, in such cases the woman must be let go, as her death sentence was revoked by divine intervention. Ten minutes after the failed stoning, however, the poor woman was chased down, apprehended and summarily executed anyway, by a firing squad…

Sometimes a single mullah serves as judge, jury and executioner. Hadji Rezai is the mullah judge of the small city of Neka. When Atefeh Rajabi, a young and psychologically unstable girl, refused to be his “temporary” wife, Rezai framed her with the blessings of the high court in Tehran. Allegations of sexual misconduct were fabricated against her, so that she could be brought to “justice” according to the scorned Rezai, who personally hung the noose around Atefeh’s neck. Rezai’s last words to the dying young girl: “This will teach you to disobey!”

I think we can all agree that it’s much better for everyone, except perhaps those girls, when Amnesty International tells us all how horrid we are right here in this country so we can all feel really really bad then get back to Bergdorf’s before we miss the new Chloe line.