Nasim didn’t face it…she was addicted to views.

Dis crazy-ass psycho chick.

I haven’t even written about her. She was unhinged and a mess of incomprehensible dichotomies and idealogical agendas and I frankly don’t know what to make of her. She is, was, unfathomable.

Vegan, bodybuilder, Persian waif, rabbit lover, animal rights nutso…what wasn’t there to love about this woman? Unhinged chicks with stony ascetic museum looks are very hot, indeed. Tell me otherwise.

C’mon, mang. Isn’t she hot in some crude, abstract form?

And that quasi manifesto she wrote. She’s a fellow traveler to the mighty Socially Extinct!

“Be aware! Dictatorship exists in all countries but with different tactics! They only care for personal short term profits & do anything to reach their goals even by fooling simple-minded people, hiding the truth, manipulating science & everything, putting public mental & physical health at risk, abusing non-human animals, polluting environment, destroying family values, promoting materialism & sexual degeneration in the name of freedom,….. & turning people into programmed robots! ‘Make the lie big, Make it simple, Keep saying it, And eventually they will believe it’ Adolf Hitler.”


Hm, a little too long for Twitter, but still a brief foray into the murky pond of mental suspiria that was her dissembling psyche. And those steely eyes and that alabaster petroleum-based skin. Sex doll, anyone?


Nasim Aghdam killed for one reason: she was afflicted with the same malady every other modern netizen shares in today’s digital arena: pathological attention whoredom. Most of us are happy to fade into insignificant oblivion. We start blogs and yammer into the ether and no one really gives a shit.

Most of, however, are not batshit crazy.



Ultimately, the “puzzle” that was Nasim Aghdam was not a puzzle, but a mundane entitlement which very few of us are ill-prepared to do without.

Someone should have told Nasim she might as well face it…she was addicted to views.