One day Rabi’a needed a piece of cloth, so she gave a man three silver coins to buy one.
After he’d already started his way, he turned back.
“My lady,” he said, “I forgot to ask: what color do you want?”
“So, it’s become a question of color, has it?” she replied.
“Give me my money!” And she threw it into the Tigris River.
Version of Rabi’a of Balkh; in Doorkeeper of the Heart, Charles Upton
The objective of this exercise is to observe the materials, then contemplate, the most negative possible answer to the following question:
What events could constitute the most horrific unintended consequences of a war between Israel/United States and Iran?.
You might as well own those thoughts yourself; as long as very few less thoughtful people want to indulge thoughts like the kind you could have. Now, of course, it is not like anyone should want to have those kinds of thoughts, but, before the arrival of the terrible bloodletting, it is a point of hope and hope against those dastardly “worse cases/any cases” that at least a self-chosen minority look into a darkened future.
The diverse materials presented here last about six hours.