The direct testimony of two Frre lance journalists who have returned recently from 'Iran. For security reasons we do not publish their names
IRAN / Sons of Revolt
Tehran is an open wound on which the Iranian government continues to pour salt and burning is unbearable. Tehran is a clear sign of a rift that runs through Iran in a dangerously sharp dividing the population of large cities from small villages scattered on the boundless territory. Tehran, as thirty years ago, is the need for change, an instance of progress and freedom that the theocratic government tries to drown in violence and blood.
We arrived in the capital ten days before the election and immediately we could see the energy that animated the public life of the city. The streets of the capital was the scene of what looked like a permanent holiday more than an election campaign. People on the street parade in the city paralyzed carousel music and dancing. No violence between opposing factions, not aggression. A triumph of public vitality, a sense that we celebrate, first of all, the very possibility of being able to externalize their ideas and their enthusiasm.
The government refrained from authorizing that with every passing day it became a raging river and then a lot of participation in the political life of the country, another could only watch with amazement the size of a phenomenon that he saw for the first time in three years, people spontaneously poured through the streets demanding a space for participation and sharing.
We do not speak Persian and are unable to read but a few hours from landing a color, green, and a sound, "Moussavi" welcome us in what is, in effect, a festive city, anxious to change.
Nobody in Iran believed that Moussavi could be a radical solution to the problems of the country, but the longed-for coming of the reformation leader was regarded as the essential first step in what could be a new direction for the Islamic republic. It is a revolution that the youth of the capital call on speakerphone, but an alternative, a joint that allows the country to proceed on another track in another direction. Twenty-four
We arrived in the capital ten days before the election and immediately we could see the energy that animated the public life of the city. The streets of the capital was the scene of what looked like a permanent holiday more than an election campaign. People on the street parade in the city paralyzed carousel music and dancing. No violence between opposing factions, not aggression. A triumph of public vitality, a sense that we celebrate, first of all, the very possibility of being able to externalize their ideas and their enthusiasm.
The government refrained from authorizing that with every passing day it became a raging river and then a lot of participation in the political life of the country, another could only watch with amazement the size of a phenomenon that he saw for the first time in three years, people spontaneously poured through the streets demanding a space for participation and sharing.
We do not speak Persian and are unable to read but a few hours from landing a color, green, and a sound, "Moussavi" welcome us in what is, in effect, a festive city, anxious to change.
Nobody in Iran believed that Moussavi could be a radical solution to the problems of the country, but the longed-for coming of the reformation leader was regarded as the essential first step in what could be a new direction for the Islamic republic. It is a revolution that the youth of the capital call on speakerphone, but an alternative, a joint that allows the country to proceed on another track in another direction. Twenty-four
Tehran hours after the election falls silent. First comes the disappointment, burning, then the doubts, the legitimate questions on numbers and timing. The elections of June 12 were the most attended in the history of the Islamic republic, but at the same time those with the counting faster. The official support to President Ahmadinejad's spiritual guide and the haste with which it is proclaimed a victory for "clean" transform the despair into anger and indignation. While the spiritual leader is quick to prohibit any form of protest against the election result, the Iranian people do it for the first time in thirty years the practice of disobedience and, spurred by the defeated leader of the reformists, is poured into the street protesting the fraud, asking new elections and loudly denouncing the violation of the most elementary rights of Republicans to be able to decide their own representatives. On June 14, the result is now official and irrevocable. The next day a huge crowd is pouring into the street: there are not only supporters of the "defeated" reformist leader but also people who have never even voted. There are only young people, those that have been defined before thugs and terrorists and then mokhareb (enemies of God and therefore subject to capital punishment), but women and elderly people who feel betrayed, cheated of their decision-making ability.
Some spoke of a million people in the procession, who spoke of two or more, we can not establish a reliable figures but the crowd has taught the government fear, clearly showed a decided and active dissent that challenges the terror with which the government held daily population at bay. The feeling is that people have responded to believe what was perceived as an insult, a betrayal. The march, peaceful, composed of people armed only with slogans and courage has been subject to brutal repression, the figure of seven deaths reported by the government and the press is, by direct evidence we have gathered, optimistic even though we can not establish a number, although guidance. It seems reasonable to question the very nature of a legitimate government that citizens need to massacre unarmed, to ratify an election result that responds with brutal beatings and fires up a procession of citizens who no more calls for transparency and justice. What you can see, beyond the obvious show of force and violence, fear, a crack that shows a clear weakness.
climate change completely in the city and we have entered the country as mere tourists we learn, in small ways, the fear here in the "republic" Islam and the daily bread and bitter. We try in our small gathering of witnesses, to talk with people, to understand the boundaries and extent of what happens, "nobody knows" they tell us, but there is only fear in the eyes and words of people, There is enthusiasm and excitement for what seems like a unique opportunity for growth and change. The conflict intensifies, we generalize, unfolds, and the instances are layered blend but without even coming together in a confused and uncoordinated in a wave of dissent that day breaks on the wall of repression. The government feels threatened and threatened, port cities in the dark, dark, media, journalists are not allowed to document what happens, its use internet and mobile for most of the day, leading in some cases to stop the supply of electricity. What we saw in the dark is courage, a courage that seems to just reach unconsciousness but in reality is the result of awareness and an urgent need to resist.
every night until a few days ago when we were forced to leave the country, between 22 and 22 and 30 the people of Tehran's moves on the roofs of homes to show their disapproval. Shouting "Allah u Akbar" the people of Tehran keeps alive the fire of revolt, reaffirms its determination and their right to express dissent, from house to house, the screams from rooftop to rooftop chase, fill the air invigorate those preparing to take to the road again, to defy terror. On June 20
live a milestone of the uprising in Tehran, protesters, under the auspices and with a constant buzz facebook flock again strada, sono diretti a Enquelab, luogo storico dove è cominciata la rivoluzione del '79, i manifestanti sono come sempre disarmati ma determinati a raggiungere la piazza per il suo grande significato simbolico. Chi, come il governo di Teheran, si è sfamato da sempre di simbologia intuisce la forza e il pericolo che dal simbolo scaturiscono, la risposta è netta e decisa, il risultato è una carneficina. Ancora una volta apprendiamo che le cifre ufficialmente dichiarate (19 morti ndr) sono una valutazione ottimistica e poco veritiera. Parliamo con un'infermiera di pronto soccorso impiegata in un grande ospedale nei pressi di Enquelab, le cifre che ci fornisce sono scioccanti, a maggior ragione pensando che si tratta di un solo presidio ospedaliero: 36 dead and 140 injured including 80 on the danger list. On the night of 20 is the hardest on the day of the elections and also the longest, lasting until the clashes at 07.00 am but paradoxically the valiant attempt to defend a symbol of a new or disclose a staggering power, Neda's eyes, his last terrible moments of life, an image that goes around the world and gives an idea of \u200b\u200bthe horrors that are consumed in the streets of the capital.
Enquelab it seemed, in the eyes and in the testimonies of survivors, an inflection point in the revolt of the capital, a scar and a warning that it seemed could stop the anger, replacing it with a legitimate fear. As always it is difficult to talk of figures but a student of Esfahan tells us hundreds of arrests carried by Teheran and held outdoors, in parking lots, "all the country's prisons are overcrowded," he says, no number, only three hypotheses zeros.
The voices and testimonies of the days that followed, chasing and overlapping, often contradictory, for what is certain is that some outbreaks remain but too often do not converge in large groups and compact and are easy prey to ruthless Basij. In most of the city seems to be an unreal calm returned, the city is silent, the paths beaten by the protesters are controlled by the guards day and night, only entries from the rooftops, on time, are becoming stronger, as to say that it will remove the fear to anger.
The repressive activity intensifies during the night and the Basij beating burst into homes and opening fire on those who are suspected of giving refuge to fleeing demonstrators or taking part in the revolt of the roofs. On 24 June, thanks to days of feverish clandestine activities, small groups are trying to converge on the square Baharestan. The square, home to the Iranian parliament, is completely surrounded and smaller groups that are isolated are literally massacred by the Basij, even innocent bystanders whose only fault charged to work near the square. Dozens of Basij posted and hidden on the roofs of the mosque out of the closet opening Motahari fire on the crowd and dispersing the march in formation to the sound of dead bodies. Some speak of a new
Enquelab, other final say, the screaming on the rooftops, in the evening, are loud and desperate. The day after the killings in Baharestan, during the usual Friday prayers, Ayatollah Khatami (not to be confused with the former president of the Islamic Republic, the reformist Mohammad Khatami) said that the detainees arrested during the demonstrations will be considered "mokhareb. Today we have news of the hangings and find out first, with a strong stomach, the government is keeping its promises. Today, despite the horror and shame, our hope is trust in the strength and coraggio del popolo iraniano
.
Some spoke of a million people in the procession, who spoke of two or more, we can not establish a reliable figures but the crowd has taught the government fear, clearly showed a decided and active dissent that challenges the terror with which the government held daily population at bay. The feeling is that people have responded to believe what was perceived as an insult, a betrayal. The march, peaceful, composed of people armed only with slogans and courage has been subject to brutal repression, the figure of seven deaths reported by the government and the press is, by direct evidence we have gathered, optimistic even though we can not establish a number, although guidance. It seems reasonable to question the very nature of a legitimate government that citizens need to massacre unarmed, to ratify an election result that responds with brutal beatings and fires up a procession of citizens who no more calls for transparency and justice. What you can see, beyond the obvious show of force and violence, fear, a crack that shows a clear weakness.
climate change completely in the city and we have entered the country as mere tourists we learn, in small ways, the fear here in the "republic" Islam and the daily bread and bitter. We try in our small gathering of witnesses, to talk with people, to understand the boundaries and extent of what happens, "nobody knows" they tell us, but there is only fear in the eyes and words of people, There is enthusiasm and excitement for what seems like a unique opportunity for growth and change. The conflict intensifies, we generalize, unfolds, and the instances are layered blend but without even coming together in a confused and uncoordinated in a wave of dissent that day breaks on the wall of repression. The government feels threatened and threatened, port cities in the dark, dark, media, journalists are not allowed to document what happens, its use internet and mobile for most of the day, leading in some cases to stop the supply of electricity. What we saw in the dark is courage, a courage that seems to just reach unconsciousness but in reality is the result of awareness and an urgent need to resist.
every night until a few days ago when we were forced to leave the country, between 22 and 22 and 30 the people of Tehran's moves on the roofs of homes to show their disapproval. Shouting "Allah u Akbar" the people of Tehran keeps alive the fire of revolt, reaffirms its determination and their right to express dissent, from house to house, the screams from rooftop to rooftop chase, fill the air invigorate those preparing to take to the road again, to defy terror. On June 20
live a milestone of the uprising in Tehran, protesters, under the auspices and with a constant buzz facebook flock again strada, sono diretti a Enquelab, luogo storico dove è cominciata la rivoluzione del '79, i manifestanti sono come sempre disarmati ma determinati a raggiungere la piazza per il suo grande significato simbolico. Chi, come il governo di Teheran, si è sfamato da sempre di simbologia intuisce la forza e il pericolo che dal simbolo scaturiscono, la risposta è netta e decisa, il risultato è una carneficina. Ancora una volta apprendiamo che le cifre ufficialmente dichiarate (19 morti ndr) sono una valutazione ottimistica e poco veritiera. Parliamo con un'infermiera di pronto soccorso impiegata in un grande ospedale nei pressi di Enquelab, le cifre che ci fornisce sono scioccanti, a maggior ragione pensando che si tratta di un solo presidio ospedaliero: 36 dead and 140 injured including 80 on the danger list. On the night of 20 is the hardest on the day of the elections and also the longest, lasting until the clashes at 07.00 am but paradoxically the valiant attempt to defend a symbol of a new or disclose a staggering power, Neda's eyes, his last terrible moments of life, an image that goes around the world and gives an idea of \u200b\u200bthe horrors that are consumed in the streets of the capital.
Enquelab it seemed, in the eyes and in the testimonies of survivors, an inflection point in the revolt of the capital, a scar and a warning that it seemed could stop the anger, replacing it with a legitimate fear. As always it is difficult to talk of figures but a student of Esfahan tells us hundreds of arrests carried by Teheran and held outdoors, in parking lots, "all the country's prisons are overcrowded," he says, no number, only three hypotheses zeros.
The voices and testimonies of the days that followed, chasing and overlapping, often contradictory, for what is certain is that some outbreaks remain but too often do not converge in large groups and compact and are easy prey to ruthless Basij. In most of the city seems to be an unreal calm returned, the city is silent, the paths beaten by the protesters are controlled by the guards day and night, only entries from the rooftops, on time, are becoming stronger, as to say that it will remove the fear to anger.
The repressive activity intensifies during the night and the Basij beating burst into homes and opening fire on those who are suspected of giving refuge to fleeing demonstrators or taking part in the revolt of the roofs. On 24 June, thanks to days of feverish clandestine activities, small groups are trying to converge on the square Baharestan. The square, home to the Iranian parliament, is completely surrounded and smaller groups that are isolated are literally massacred by the Basij, even innocent bystanders whose only fault charged to work near the square. Dozens of Basij posted and hidden on the roofs of the mosque out of the closet opening Motahari fire on the crowd and dispersing the march in formation to the sound of dead bodies. Some speak of a new
Enquelab, other final say, the screaming on the rooftops, in the evening, are loud and desperate. The day after the killings in Baharestan, during the usual Friday prayers, Ayatollah Khatami (not to be confused with the former president of the Islamic Republic, the reformist Mohammad Khatami) said that the detainees arrested during the demonstrations will be considered "mokhareb. Today we have news of the hangings and find out first, with a strong stomach, the government is keeping its promises. Today, despite the horror and shame, our hope is trust in the strength and coraggio del popolo iraniano
.
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