Ce soir à Téhéran

C’est la veille… on est pas certain de quoi, mais tout le monde sent que demain sera fatidique.

Aujourd’hui à la prière, le Guide Suprême de la République a énoncé un ultimatum: Fini les démonstrations, sinon… disons seulement que les “agitateurs” seront responsable des “terribles conséquences” qui suivront.

Et pour un sixième soir à Téhéran…

Des milliers de voix s’élèvent, criant pour qui entend… dans les airs comme dans les sphères.

Parmi ces voix:

Une jeune poète nous livre un second témoignage anonyme du bord de sa fenêtre:

Et un blogueur (traduit ici, traduction auto ici) nous fait part de ses intentions pour demain dans un texte qui fait gronder des échos de Chevalier de Lorimier au fond de mon esprit et qui dans ce cas-ci je l’espère ne sera pas son testament:

“I will participate in the demonstrations tomorrow. Maybe they will turn violent. Maybe I will be one of the people who is going to get killed. I’m listening to all my favorite music. I even want to dance to a few songs. I always wanted to have very narrow eyebrows. Yes, maybe I will go to the salon before I go tomorrow! There are a few great movie scenes that I also have to see. I should drop by the library, too. It’s worth to read the poems of Forough and Shamloo again. All family pictures have to be reviewed, too. I have to call my friends as well to say goodbye. All I have are two bookshelves which I told my family who should receive them. I’m two units away from getting my bachelors degree but who cares about that. My mind is very chaotic. I wrote these random sentences for the next generation so they know we were not just emotional and under peer pressure. So they know that we did everything we could to create a better future for them. So they know that our ancestors surrendered to Arabs and Mongols but did not surrender to despotism. This note is dedicated to tomorrow’s children…”

Que dire de plus?

Allahou Akbar.

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