Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Iran: When Freedom is Everything
As I explained in my last post, I'm in full summer mode. But as I lay in the sun in this field of poppies this morning they reminded me of this story.
Of the blood and the bravery, and the desperate struggle of the Iranian people against the bastard fascists..
Whose filthy savagery makes my blood boil. And makes me feel so helpless.
And then I read this account.
At times, Mousavi's victory march threatened to crush us amid walls of chanting men and women. They fell into the storm drains and stumbled over broken trees and tried to keep pace with his vehicle, vast streamers of green linen strung out in front of their political leader's car. They sang in unison, over and over, the same words: "Tanks, guns, Basiji, you have no effect now." As the government's helicopters roared overhead, these thousands looked upwards and bayed above the clatter of rotor blades: "Where is my vote?" Clichés come easily during such titanic days, but this was truly a historic moment.
And I saw this video...
And my spirits soared again.
Now all I want to say is long live the heroic struggle of the Iranian people.
I may be lying among the poppies, but my heart is in the clouds.
Because I know that tomorrow will be better.
"We should go under the rain.
We should wash our eyes,
And we should see the world in a different way."
Go go go my brave and beautiful brothers and sisters.
The whole world is watching and cheering you on.
Because freedom is EVERYTHING...
P.S. I've resisted signing up for Twitter...because quite frankly I don't need more online excitement.
But after reading this.
Now I think I will....