Media D. Parvaz in Iran
posted by November 29 at 11:20 AMon
It’s no secret: D. Parvaz is one of my favorite writers at the Seattle Post-Intelligencer. We met years ago on a writers panel, she wrote an installment of Last Days during the P-I/Times strike of the winter of 2000, and our “relationship” even earned some finger-wagging from huffy Weekly writer Mark D. Fefer.
Funnily enough, Fefer neglected to mention the sketchiest of Parvaz’s and my dealings: An afternoon visit to the downtown Deja Vu Showgirls strip club, for a P-I piece Parvaz wrote about my unhealthy obsession with the movie Showgirls. This strip-club visit was a trip for both of us. As a homosexual, I made cracks about how venturing into Deja Vu was less erotic than scientific; as an Iranian expatriate, Parvaz made cracks about how venturing into Deja Vu—without a head scarf, no less—would be cause for her execution in her homeland.
I haven’t been there in 22 years. I last saw the place as a 12-year-old girl who knew even then it was unsafe for her to express her opinion in public. I’m now a woman in her mid-30s who pops off for a living….[W]hy the heck am I bothering to go back? Because I need to see what’s left of the place I couldn’t have imagined leaving as a kid. Because I have yet to visit my grandmother’s grave. And, finally, because I fear neither will be there in a few years.
Check it out the whole thing (so far) here.