A CRATER WHERE IRAN USED TO BE
When I was a senior at Clifton Central, I witnessed one of the strangest scenes I’ve ever seen…before or since.
If you’ve never seen the Crater, it’s exactly what it sounds like: a massive bowl carved into the ground, with bleachers rising up from a central gym floor. It felt less like a school facility and more like an arena. And on that particular day, that’s exactly what it became.
The class bully was on the prowl. For reasons known only to him, he set his sights on a kid who was smaller, quieter, and not known for fighting. What followed wasn’t much of a contest. The bully dragged him up and down those bleachers, landing blow after blow, the kind of beating that should have ended things quickly.
But it didn’t. Every time the kid went down, he got back up. He took a beating that would have kept most of us on the floor, particularly me, but he refused to stay there. By the end, he was battered and bloodied but still standing.
I remember being struck by it then.
That image came back to me recently as I’ve watched the ongoing conflict between the United States, Israel, and Iran.
By any measurable standard, Iran has taken a horrific pounding. As of March 21st, Operation Epic Fury has dealt a significant blow to Iran’s military infrastructure and its regional proxies. This comes on the heels of the June 2025 strikes that severely damaged Iran’s nuclear capabilities and air defense systems.
Reports suggest thousands of targets have been hit, including critical sites in Tehran. A large portion of Iran’s air defenses have been neutralized. Missile stockpiles have been reduced. Naval assets have been destroyed. Leadership ranks have been disrupted, with replacements struggling to fill the void. Even elements of the country’s internal infrastructure have been impacted.
And much of it has been carried out over the loud and ongoing objections of the Democrat Party, who seem far more comfortable calling for restraint than confronting the reality of what Iran has been building for years.
Like that kid in the Crater, Iran keeps getting back up, and even boasting about it! Despite the damage, despite the losses, there has been no surrender.
Iran’s parliament speaker, Mohammad Baqer Qalibaf, put it bluntly:
“As long as the Americans seek Iran’s surrender, our response is that we will never accept humiliation.”
There is something in that mindset that, if removed from its context, might almost be described as resilience. Placed where it is, however, it begins to resemble something closer to defiance bordering on self-destruction.
With what little capacity remains, Iran continues to exert pressure where it can, most notably in the Strait of Hormuz, a critical artery for global oil supply. The result has been predictable: rising energy prices and increasing international tension.
The United States has made its position equally clear. Secretary of State Marco Rubio recently stated that the Strait will be opened “one way or another,” signaling that escalation remains on the table if necessary.
That’s not a suggestion. It’s a deadline.
Meanwhile, Iran has reportedly insisted on maintaining sovereignty over the Strait as part of any negotiated settlement, a ludicrous demand that only underscores how far apart the sides remain.
Beyond the strategy and the rhetoric lies a more human cost.
Millions of Iranians have been displaced. Thousands killed. Infrastructure has been strained. The Iranian people have been dragged into a fight they didn’t choose. Daily life, for most, has been upended.
Which leads to a question that has less to do with geopolitics and more to do with people:
At what point does a nation’s endurance become its burden? At what point do the citizens, the ones who suffer the consequences, decide they have had enough?
That kid in the Crater earned my respect that day. Not because he won as he clearly didn’t, but because he refused to stay down.
But there’s a difference between standing up and knowing when the fight itself no longer serves you. That’s a decision no outsider can make.
But it is one that, eventually, someone must.
