It's not that there hasn't been things I wanted to say, it's just that when the time comes that I can actually post something I lose my thought, get distracted by other things in life, or just am too lazy to put anything to words.
Recently I've been mulling my thoughts over recent current events, events that were first brought to my attention on Twitter via the "Trending Topics." Now, since I know some out there keep themelves pretty isolated from the outside world (by 'outside world' I mean 'outside the continental US') I'll give a short rehash as to what happened that spurred, and led up to what is happening today.
Recently the country of Iran had an election where the former, and currently the current President, Ahmadinejad won in what was announced to be a landslide victory. However, the Iranian people disagreed with such a triumphant victory and took to the streets to protest in a peaceful manner. However, the Iranian regime didn't much care for this peaceful protesting and, with the backing of Irans Supreme Leader , Iran began to crack down on the protests.
Since then Iran has been in turmoil with the streets filled with people marching, getting beating, and even killed but not stopping even as the Police and Army shoot in to the crowds killing and maiming many.
A year, two years ago and beyond I don't beleive anybody in the world could have predicted this was going to happen---not even Iran's tyranical regime likely did not see such a backlash coming as they have worked long and hard to suppress the will of the people while forcing idealogical dogma on to the people of Iran.
Nobody expected for the Iranians to revolt. Most expected a war against Iran before they changed internally and their unvaforable image to reverse as a young girl was gunned down by a cowardly sniper where she quickly bled to death from the wound to her lungs:
"Yesterday I wrote a note, with the subject line “tomorrow is a great day perhaps tomorrow I’ll be killed.” I’m here to let you know I’m alive but my sister was killed…I’m here to tell you my sister died while in her father’s hands
I’m here to tell you my sister had big dreams…
I’m here to tell you my sister who died was a decent person… and like me yearned for a day when her hair would be swept by the wind… and like me read “Forough” [Forough Farrokhzad]… and longed to live free and equal… and she longed to hold her head up and announce, “I’m Iranian”… and she longed to one day fall in love to a man with a shaggy hair… and she longed for a daughter to braid her hair and sing lullaby by her crib…my sister died from not having life… my sister died as injustice has no end… my sister died since she loved life too much… and my sister died since she lovingly cared for people…"
Time for Change in Iran. It's up to the Iranians to ensure Neda did not die in vain.
Change by the people, for the people.
Many of us don't know what that means anymore.
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