Posted on 09/11/2003 12:49:25 PM PDT by Persia
You might still remember that our youth, the new generation of the Iranians, we, were the only people among the Middle Eastern countries, while opposing the ruling mullahs, poured into the streets and held candle light vigils to show our solidarity with the Americans, quite contrary to the vile policies of our government. At the time this seemed quite sufficient to disclose to others as to how we felt about the 9/11 tragedy.
Removing the last excuse for the mullahs and also to dismiss any probable doubt regarding their role in these catastrophic events some links were found later which suggested that the mullahs of the Islamic Republic have very close ties with the "Al Qaida", as they previously had with other terrorist groups.
The irony is that while we shared the same pain and grief with the modern world on that day, I am afraid many of Westerners might not have known that September, points to a very bitter experience in the common memory of my nation too.
It was almost on these same days, nearly 15 years ago, that the old Devil of deadly wrath and fear, Ayatollah Khomeini, ordered his henchmen to execute thousands of prisoners of conscience (mostly political prisoners) in an unprecedented action not only in our contemporary history but also in our distant history. One might only be able to trace similar acts in the early centuries of the Arab incursion to Persia. The detestation for the Bedouin culture is obvious and raising day by day among the Iranians. I believe that lot of us are making fundamental reconsiderations in our religious beliefs. Our emphasis on being a non-Arab state (contrary to what the mullahs advocate) has deep psychological roots among the present generation of our nation.
It was during that time that lot of our mothers lost their only son or daughter. What made this an unbearable blow to our country was the fact that a considerable percentage of those (more than 15000 people) murdered then, were the elite of our society, the ones for whose education and training this ancient land had invested tremendously and had counted on their participation in the construction of her future – a future which never materialized.
And the mullahs knew it well. The gallant children of this great nation were summarily slaughtered by these shop-keepers of religion and in cold blood.
Right after Khomeini accepted the ceasefire (U.N. resolution 598) in 1987, an Iraqi based Iranian opposition group, which didn't (and still does not) have a popular support in Iran, initiated an attack which proved to be a loss for the group as hundreds of them were murdered brutally. This gave Khomeini a good reason to quench his never ending blood thirst by ordering all the political prisoners to be executed throughout the country.
Another demagogue, Ayatollah Montazari, who was supposed to be Khomeini's successor, has written his memoirs in the recent years. There is a chapter in his book in which he describes how he had written to Khomeini suggesting him not to execute the virgin girls captured as political prisoners because it was "against the teachings of Islam". In response to Montazari's suggestion, Khomeini, then, issues a fatwa in which he authorizes the interrogators and the guards (consisting of the members of the regime's intelligence, the guardians of revolution to temporarily marry the girls (Islamic Sighe') and deflower them the night before their execution. In his fatwa which was later released Khomeini says: "I hope that you will win Allah the Almighty's satisfaction with your revolutionary anger and grudge in carrying out this order..."
Try to imagine the feelings of that Iranian female student, still in her teens, captured merely for the ownership of a dissident paper and sentenced to spend 5 years in prison. Now, after passing 2 years of her sentence, after all those insults and tortures and persecutions they interrogate her one more time. A mullah tries her. He is the judge and the jury is himself. He sentences her to death. As she is still a virgin, in order to make her "eligible" to be murdered, she must get married to that filthy, bearded Haji that same night….
Morning comes. The Arabic words of Azan can be heard everywhere through the loud speakers. Her whole body is bruised and aching. She is bleeding, she hates herself. She is asked to wear that black veil, in her slippers they walk her to the saloon where she is to be executed. The thick blue ropes are hanging from the ceiling. She hopes it will be over sooner. And...
It is over now.
Thousands of girls like her have been executed since the beginning of the Islamic Republic. Some of them hanged some of them killed under sadistic tortures of the interrogators and other agents of the ochlocracy - some of them are shot dead.
You can find many families in Iran who have lots of heart breaking stories to tell. Many of them still recall their reaction when they had gone to learn about their loved one and in return were given a few of her (or his) belongings and were required to pay money for the bullet with which their loved one was executed.
Needless to say that nobody knows where these people are buried. Under the pressure of the families of the killed prisoners, the regime referred to a few locations outside few cities as the mass graves for those lost ones. There are so many corpses buried there that in the past years, mostly during the winter time, there have been cases that rain or snow wash away the soil revealing the bodies which were buried on top of the other ones. Only to be covered by the bulldozers of the regime immediately.
The regime refers to these places "La'nat Abad" (meaning "damnville") or "Kaafarestaan" meaning "infidelville".
People call those places "Flower Gardens".
The same stories continue today. In our struggles in June and July of this year quite a few of us were captured. And history was repeated; only this time the person who was arrested, tortured, raped, beaten and killed was a 54 year-old-Iranian-Canadian-journalist who was captured while she was taking some photographs outside of a prison, here in Tehran. The mullahs didn't accept her family's request to have her remains returned to Canada. She was buried rapidly and before burying her some chemicals were injected to her corpse so that her body would deteriorate rapidly in order to leave in vain any attempts aimed at returning her remains to Canada and examining the cause of her death and also any traces of a rape.
My friends and I would like to thank you, American people, for your concern and also for the uplifting words of some of your statesmen, only, please remember that after all these years of pain and agony for all of us, the talk of reformist and non-reformist and elected and unelected in the Islamic Republic should be dismissed on the spot by all of us.
I can certainly name a few patriotic Iranians who have, and will remain inspiring to all of us in this struggle, but in such adverse times, I'm reminded of the eloquent words of Thomas Paine, when he said:
I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.
It is long past time the mullahs placed on the ashheap of history.
Oh, they have. They have a veritable army of Arab thug enforcers to keep the heads of the populace down. The Pasadaran I believe it's called.
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