La La La, Flower of Arar, One Day You Will Become Leader

Hassan Rouhani came to my dream. He was holding a booklet. It was titled: "The Nostalgias of the JCPOA, a Poem by Hassan Rouhani, Future Supreme Leader of the Country." I said: "Hassan, have you heard the news about the torture of Ismail Bakhshi and Sepideh Gholian?" He replied: "No, what happened?" I said: "You're the president of the country, the news is everywhere, you don't know?" He sighed and said: "Since they brought that disaster upon the JCPOA, I have no patience for anything anymore." At that moment, Mr. Vaezi, the president's chief of staff, entered and happily told Rouhani: "Hassan, don't worry. Those workers were lying." Rouhani asked: "Did the workers have a role in the failure of the JCPOA?" I asked Vaezi: "Can you tell me how you concluded that the workers were lying?" Vaezi said: "I asked the Ministry of Intelligence. They said no, we didn't torture anyone. We just conducted technical interrogations according to regulations." Rouhani said: "Thank God. I came out clean from another test. Should I go give a speech on television and tell the people about the achievements of the Ministry of Intelligence?" Vaezi excitedly said: "Wow! What a great idea, Hassan! You really deserve to lead the system; you're wasting away in the presidency right now." Rouhani's eyes lit up and he said: "Seriously! Check with Dr. at the Leader's office to see if this guy's prostate won't flare up again. I'm getting bored, man!" I don't know where I pulled out the Citizens' Charter written by Hassan Rouhani and slammed it on the table, saying: "Sir, according to this charter you signed, the rights and claims of these people must be addressed. Not that you ask the Ministry of Intelligence if they tortured, and they say no, then you celebrate." Rouhani picked up the Citizens' Charter and said: "What is this? I don't even remember this." Vaezi took the charter and stuffed it into his pants. He said: "Nothing, man. This was just talk from the election time. Don't get your mind tangled up in this nonsense, my dear Hassan." At this moment, I became very angry, and with God's permission, a series of inappropriate and vulgar words came out of my mouth that unfortunately cannot even be broadcast in a dream, but I was a representative for all of you dear ones. Upon hearing these words, Rouhani became very upset and, in a fit of anger, began rolling on the ground and screamed: "I want to be the leader! I want to be the leader!" Vaezi struggled hard to stop Rouhani from rolling and laid him back on his feet, while shaking him and started singing a lullaby for him: La la la, flower of Arar / One day you will become the leader La la la, dear Hassan / You're here like a guest La la la, flower of the JCPOA / My dear Hassan, don't fall into the trap. While Hassan Rouhani had his thumb in his mouth and was sucking it, he fell into a sweet sleep, and with a shout containing unbroadcastable words, I woke up. In this context, Tango with the officials in the service trench, I want to be a "son-in-law" with you. Tomorrow's station with Farshid Manafi, Paradox with Kambez Hosseini, Justification with Jalal Saidi.