Fights breaking out at my local petrol station as rationing is brought into effect.

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"I've got no cars", said the man behind the desk in an oddly jovial fashion, "ration cards... two hours ago... queues...", was what I then made out between his fast talk and the loud TV he kept pointing to. "Well is there another agency near by?", I inquired, "yes, I own the next one down the road, it's the same there too". Following this news I took to the street to thumb a 'door closed' taxi, where I stated my destination, suggested a priced, all parties agreed and off we went.

I'd heard our destination before I saw it, the box yellow glow of petrol station was resonating with human noise, "I'll get out here", I said to the taxi driver, as if I had a choice what with the clotted final road to my apartment. I reflexively set the phone to record and watched the screen as I entered the roar of angry car owners. A driver cut in from the exit of the station passing me so closely it went unnoticed on my screen, he didn't however go unnoticed by the army officer and angry 2nd, 3rd, 4th place customers waiting for his door to open. "Six hours!", he yelled, "get back in the car", they shrieked, "I was at the end, six hours", he continue as at least eight pairs of hands were going for him. Nobody was backing off, the hungry crowd especially, I surveyed the forecourt, capturing the commotion, in my screen I saw at least ten other amateurs also poised like me, there was as much demand for footage as there was fuel.

It was a race against the clock, half eleven I made it, that meant half an hour to go before the full rations came into effect

Each pump was connected to a car and/or several hands with families attempting to work in teams arranging additional vessels to fill. Instructions spilled out with little manner and little attention paid, flowing continuously like the liquid that had brought miles of junkies desperate for their last unmonitored fix. I tried to make my way around to capture the chaos but my legs couldn't fit between the fronts and backs of vehicles. I had to leave the station to find a gap during the shuffling forward and was amused at the irony of the idoling vehicles with the drivers standing out beside. It was a race against the clock, half eleven I made it, that meant half an hour to go before the full rations came into effect, having only been announced two and a half hours before. I tiptoed to look down the road, there was more than half an hour's worth of queue and a certainty of more chaos.

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  • David,
    so do things look different on the street now?
    Is Tehran suddenly all "clean"?

    I really sympathize both with the government and with people.

    By Blogger Naj, at 5:30 AM  

  • Yes Naj, it's noticeably different. More queues for taxis and more space for them to move. pollution wise, nothing yet.

    Yes the situation is tricky but a must. I don't own a car so naturally I'm cool with it but I do harbour some green shaded political views and thus am generally happy.

    For the entry I tried to keep to the experience of the moment but of course there's so much juicy political involved of which I wrote a fair bit. The point I got stuck on was the refinery situation, of which one naturally asks, "why not make more".I only really have suspicion an here-say on this matter and didn't want to be ill-researched. Can anyone help here? I have a hunch that sanctions is one problem and alliance of subservient nations to the "Great Satan's" cause. That and the classic Iranian ability (lack of) to manage things.

    An interesting point I wanted to link-in was about the UK's tax on petrol, whereby price increases lead to revenue increases for Mr. Taxman. The UK doesn't cap the fuel tax and thus having the highest tax in Europe (last I heard) means that price-per-litre increases means happy days. This might be juicy depending on other factors, you know, illusions that effect the price per barrel benefit the UK tax haul.

    Well, there's plenty more oddities related to Peak Oil, wars due to and hideous oppression in friendly states like Saudi, but I don't got time.

    By Blogger ddmmyyyy, at 2:26 PM  

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