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I’d like to take a poll, please, amongst others of you, Dear Readers, who have already long since reached this stage of life.

I refer to what I’ll call ‘Impending Grandfatherhood’.  Personally, I find that this gate through which I am due to pass makes me worry, and not merely about the health and future of our Little Bundle, but also, of lots and lots of other little bundles out there, and all around the world, and in all sorts of locales.

Indeed, for only a fleeting moment when, mere weeks ago, the American President ordered his minions to make a $400-Million Dollar ($400,000,000, or, €358,802,000, £300,135,000, or over ¥41.4 Billion) cash offering in material support to what one assumed would be towards Islamic terrorism, I wondered if any of this vast sum might actually ‘trickle down’ to those most needy.

We recall that the U.S. secretly flew that $400 million worth of currencies stashed inside wooden pallets which were stuffed with nary a single Dollar.

IranPalletOfCashSentToIranRather, this bootle was in Euros, Swiss Francs and other foreign currencies and arrived in Tehran on January 17.

That same day, four US citizens were magically released in exchange for seven Iranians held in the United States. “Nothing to do with the money!” minions tried to assure us all.

Good news for these men and their families, assuredly.  But what the Hell else is going on out there?, I wondered.

And then, I ran across this.

“I wish my mother had killed me in her womb….”


Iranian Baby Lying in Rags

A report from the sale of unborn babies in Iran

What follows in this report is not just a commentary of an unpleasant event.

This is a report of a revolving, horrendous and tragic fact of life under the mullahs’ regime in Iran.

The fact that there are babies in Iran who have been sold even before they are born.

This is the story of Iran under the mullahs; sale of unborn or newly born babies…

Clipped from the News:

– Mahmoudreza M., admitted that he had bought nine baby boys and sold them each for 9 million tumans (about $2,500 each);

– L. was arrested with charges of trading babies;

– Amerik was arrested with related charges;

– A physician admitted to the sale of eight (8) newborn babies;

– A nurse admitted to the sale of 25 newborn babies;

– Destruction of a gang selling babies in Arak, in Isfahan, in Shiraz, Tehran…;

– A woman who had sold her own baby for 210,000 tumans (less than $100), is now trading babies for hospitals with a price range of 2-3 million tumans each (~$1000);

– Only in Isfahan 145 newborns have been sold for a total price of 5 billion tumans ($5,000,000).

Women are the most vulnerable social group in Iran and have naturally become the main selling point for babies. The trade starts with someone announcing the sale, and then the buyers will start with their offers.

Sales people:

– My husband left me when he found out I was pregnant. I had to sell my baby;

– I was a drug addict. I did not have the money to even buy the drugs. If I kept the baby, s/he would have been even worse than me. Wherever my child is now, it is surely a happier place;

– My husband was arrested when I was pregnant. I had to work to barely feed myself and my children. I had to sell this one;

– I was pregnant. When my husband was arrested, I had to sell the baby to pay the blood money and free my husband. If my husband is freed, and I can get some money, I will buy my baby back;

– I don’t know who the father of my child is. I sold my child to an unfertile couple;

– I traded my child before giving birth, to make the separation process easier;

– I cannot pay for my husband’s drugs. How could I feed my child?

– My husband and I are both jobless. We could not raise our child because we are too poor;

– I was married by force and got pregnant;

– I live in a cardboard box and had no space for a child.

Last year 780 addicted women died on the streets.

What would have happened to their babies if they were pregnant?  Such a wide source of supply will have a proportionate demand.

Not all the babies are adopted by infertile couples.

Those who are not bought or adopted by barren couples often have a dreadful fate.

Most of these babies are HIV positive before they are born.

Many are born prematurely or very weak or with disabilities, as a result of the physical conditions of their parents.

Most of these babies are sold to become the future beggars. Some of these children are deliberately blinded or disabled by gang members, to make them look more miserable when begging. [Emphasis mine].

Some of these babies become victims of those who trade human body parts.

Therefore many of the babies do not survive these initial abuses and lose their lives.

As if one can read in the eyes of such babies: “I wish my mother would have killed me in her womb”…

The solution to this catastrophic problem is neither boycotting the beggars with children, nor arresting them. The problem needs to be evaluated at its source and the supply chain, which is the socio-economic conditions of the families and the impossible, hopeless conditions created for women under the mullahs’ regime.

Note the following pieces of news:

In a hospital in Yaftabad, Tehran, a mother gave birth to twins, but was unable to pay the hospital bill.  The nurses took one of the twins hostage for 27 days to force the mother pay the bill in full.  The mother had paid 1.7 million tumans (about $500), but the hospital demanded $2,000 because she had twins.

The mother had to sell all her possessions to be able to release her other child. What would the mother do if she did not have the money? She could be a supplier.

A nurse mentioned that in some hospitals, there are middle men who pay the hospital bill as the first installment for the child.  He could be the market or the demand. According to the same nurse, very young mothers sell their children after getting an offer during their last days of pregnancy.

The root of the problem lies in the deliberate and purposeful mistreatment of women.

The corrupt Iranian welfare and social security system has no protective plan for the homeless or widowed women.

Tragically, in the Islamic Republic of Iran selling babies has become a way of providing for basic daily needs. The unprotected women sell their children as the last resort to find some income to feed other members of their families or simply hoping their newborn can have a better life than what they do.

When a woman is abandoned by her husband, she has no help from the government. Similarly, widows are not protected, nor women who are the caregivers or breadwinners of the family.

Many of homeless women have higher education but cannot find a job. Yet, they have no help from the government.

The Iranian government gathers its forces and organizes attacks on women to correct the way they dress or look, but does not spend the people’s money on the welfare of women and children.

The oppressive Iranian government is fully aware of the potential power of women in the society, and therefore tries to evade that threat by oppressing women in any possible way. [Emphasis mine]

The ray of hope for these subjugated women shines from the lines of the Iranian Resistance that is being powered and led by women for many years.  The fact that women can function, lead, organize and fight against the misogynist mullahs, empowers Iranian women and gives them hope for a brighter future.

But, can there be hope for a new day, when all the newborns in Iran would open their eyes to a promising, bright and shiny prospect?

This perhaps remote possibility reminds me of the poem, ‘Cradle Hymn’, by the 18th Century English poet, Isaac Watts, and now very recently set to ethereally beautiful music by the very young, relatively new on the scene Norwegian composer, Mr. Kim André Arnesen:



Hush my babe lie still and slumber

Holy angels guard thy bed

Heavenly blessings without number

Gently falling on thy head.

Sleep my babe, thy food and raiment

House and home thy friends provide

All without thy care and payment

All thy wants are well supplied.

Soft and easy is thy cradle

Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay

When his birthplace was a stable

And his softest bed was hay.

Lo he slumbered in his manger

Where the horned oxen fed

Peace, my darling, here’s no danger

Here’s no ox a-near thy bed.

Hush my babe lie still and slumber

Holy angels guard thy bed

Heavenly blessings without number

Gently falling on thy head.

Alas, for all these children in Iran, a place where we now know that nurses, of all people, take newborns for ransom, Serenity, Sanity and Humanity are towns yet to be even conceived much less to be built, or, possibly. to be one day discovered in the Islamic Peoples Republic of Iran (sic).



National Council of Resistance of Iran (NCRI)Women’s Committee


The fine, indeed brave ladies of the NCRI can be reached at their website:

http://www.women.ncr-iran.org/, also by

Twitter: @NCRI_Women_Comm,

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/NCRI-Womens-Committee/327704034026923

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/user/NCRIWomen

Kim André Arnesen, Composer

Website: http://www.kimarnesen.com

Facebook: http://www.kimarnesen.com/cradle-hymn-satb

Twitter: @KimArnesen

The work you heard was commissioned by The Nidaros Cathedral Girl´s Choir and conductor Anita Brevik, Trondheim, Norway, and premiered in Nidaros Cathedral on December 28, 2010.