I believe in them more than they believe in themselves.
Franz Kafka

I stayed silent throughout these days, despite the pain in my heart. With my wet, excited eyes, I observed the events in Iran. I saw large crowds of young people, both girls and boys, demonstrating courageously and risking their lives—more than during the last forty years of uprisings—fighting against the Mullahs’ regime tyranny for freedom. But what a dream! As I heartbreakingly knew, the influential figures behind the scenes never allowed a free Iranian state to emerge, and they employ the same tactics as they did with the 1953 coup against the Mossadegh government.

From the beginning of the Mullah regime’s rule, I realised it was simply another Western invention. It appeared different: instead of backing America, it called for its death, but ultimately, the result was the same- control was maintained! And unfortunately, I see the West, with their puppet loudmouth as the front, trying to install another puppet in power in Iran to keep control and reap benefits.

That’s unfortunate: so much bloodshed without any reward! Willy Brandt, the former German Chancellor, once asked: ‘Must one practise democracy, or should one dare to embrace it?’ The real question is: practising for how long and at what cost? Certainly, friends and activists outside Iran may disagree or be hesitant to agree with my perspective. I understand that my view is blunt and unsettling, but the truth is undeniably tough to face.

I didn’t want to dwell on these disappointing events, but when my dear friend Resa asked how I felt, I decided to write a few words, and I leave it to you to judge the role of the great politicians in power. Also, I don’t want to share many photos or videos as they can deeply affect anyone who watches them. 🙏