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“Her Name Was Neda” June 21, 2009

Posted by Edward von Bear in Commenting Tips, News.
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Just remember this young lady when it comes to the Iranian protests.

A copy of the video was also emailed to The Times. It seems to show a woman lying in the street with blood spurting from her chest. A man leans over, trying to stop the bleeding with his hands.

The footage, which can be viewed on YouTube, is extremely graphic. The identity of the woman could not be independently confirmed. But she is referred to on Twitter as Neda.

“#Neda: You are the VOICE of the people. You are a call to FREEDOM…..rip,” readd one of the many tweets about her apparent slaying.

CNN reports that pictures of the woman are appearing on posters in Tehran and she is being hailed as a martyr. The network broadcast an excerpt of the video with the face of the woman blurred out.

The next time somebody claims Jon Stewart is speaking “Truth To Power” from the safety of a television studio in New York, or that Keith Olbermann is “brave” for calling the former President a “liar” on television, knowing he will not suffer for his comments, just hit them upside the head with this Louisville Slugger from the cluebat rack.

The next time somebody tells you the United States is the bad guy for opposing the Mad Mullahs, just remind them that we don’t do this to our protesters.

The next time somebody questions why we should support the Iranian people against their tyrannical government, remind them of this.

And finally, the next time somebody criticizes you for supporting the Iranian people, tell them to fuck off.

That is all.

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1. Vmaximus - June 21, 2009

Well Said!

2. Joan of Argghh! - June 21, 2009

And remind them of Saddam’s woodchippers and hand-choppers and gassing of the Kurds and incursion into Kuwait. . . and why the Middle East needs real freedom. But first, they need real leadership. The Mullahcracy must go.

And the Chicago Thugocracy is not much better.

3. From Iran - June 22, 2009

I am a student of university from iran, this is the only thing i can comment now, a song by Roger Waters, named Watching TV:
We were watching TV
In Tiananmen Square
Lost my baby there
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She was a short order pastry chef
In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway
She had a shiny hair
She was a daughter of an engineer
Won’t you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She had a perfect breasts
She had high hopes
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was a student of philosophy
Won’t you grieve with me
For my yellow rose
Shed a tear
For her bloodstained clothes
She had shiny hair
She had perfect breasts
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was a daughter af an engineer
So get out your pistols
Get out your stones
Get out your knives
Cut them to the bone
They are the lackeys of the grocer’s machine
They built the dark satanic mills
That manufacture hell on earth
They bought the front row seats on Calvary
They are irrelevant to me
And I grieve for my sister
People of China
Do not forget do not forget
The children who died for you
Long live the Republic
Did we do anything after this
I’ve feeling we did
We were watching TV
Watching TV
We were watching TV
Watching TV
She wore a white bandanna that said
Freedom now
She thought the Great Wall of China
Would come tumbling down
She was a student
Her father was an engineer
Won’t you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
Her grandpa fought old Chiang Kai-shek
That no-good low-down dirty rat
Who used to order his troops
To fire on women and children
Imagine that imagine that
And in the spring of’48
Mao Tse-tung got quite irate
And he kicked that old dictator Chiang
Out of the state of China
Chiang Kai-shek came down in Formosa
And they armed the island of Quemoy
And the shells were flying across the China Sea
And they turned Formosa into a shoe factory
Called Taiwan
And she is different from Cro-Magnon man
She’s different from Anne Boleyn
She is different from the Rosenbergs
And from the unknown Jew
She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan
Half superstar half victim
She’s a victor star conceptually new
And she is different from the Dodo
And from the Kankabono
She is different from the Aztec
And from the Cherokee
She’s everybody’s sister
She’s a symbolic of our failure
She’s the one in fifty million
Who can help us to be free
Because she died on TV
And I grieve for my sister


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