Thinking about the Iranian government's reaction to the refusal of millions of citizens to believe the reported election results, I'm reminded of an encounter between two eight-ear-olds and an enlightened day camp counselor I overheard while working one summer as a janitor at my high school many years ago, mopping up in the locker room.
It started with an argument I didn't tune in to, followed by a smack of flesh on flesh.
"He hit me! He hit me!" one kid cried.
"Why did you hit him?" asked the counselor.
"Because he didn't believe me."
"Did he believe you after you hit him?"
Now there's a 'spiritual leader' I could follow.