It appears that the Iranian government is not just concerned with Satanic Verses but Satanic vests and other “unIslamic” outfits. The Iranian police have arrested 49 people this week in a northern Iranian city of Qaemshahr in a crackdown on “satanic” clothes.

The Iranians are clearly making it known that if citizens are “ready to wear” they are ready to whip over Western clothing. Qaemshahr city police commander and fashion fascist Mahmoud Rahmani wants to make an example of these fashionable criminals: “Police confronted rascals and thugs who appeared in public wearing satanic fashions and unsuitable clothing.” This includes criminals supporting “Western hairstyles”. It is the Ahmadinejad cut or nothing at all. [To soften the blow, the police will likely hold their own Prêt-à-Porter hijab and burques show. Hint: black is always in]

Religious fanatics have been calling for penal measures against women who allow their veils to show their hair line or wear high boots.

I can certainly understand the boots. Nancy Sinatra made clear how such footwear can turn a nice girl into a violence-spewing, feminist radical. Indeed such lyrics as “You’ve been messin’ where you shouldn’t have been a messin'” is a virtual threat against Sharia law. What she really means is “these boots are made for Satan.” Here are the full lyrics for the fashion police in Iran:

You keep saying you’ve got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You’ve been messin’ where you shouldn’t have been a messin’
and now someone else is gettin’ all your best.

These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin’
and you keep losin’ when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin’ when you oughta be changin’.
Now what’s right is right, but you ain’t been right yet.
These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep playin’ where you shouldn’t be playin
and you keep thinkin’ that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain’t HAD time to learn.
Are you ready boots? Start walkin’!

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