Bitter but True

If tomorrow Majidreza, Nika, Sarina, and those whose names live forever from the struggle for Iran’s freedom woke from their eternal sleep and asked us, “Was it worth giving our lives and our blood?” If they asked, “We shed our blood so you would carry on and free our Iran…?” What do you think we should say? Should we say, “Yes, we found loads of suspicious accounts”? “So-and-so was a regime troll”? “That other one finally showed their true colors”? Should we talk about whether we were allowed to carry the Lion and Sun flag at some rally? Should we say lots of people came to Twitter but lost hope? That we formed a group, it didn’t work out, so we dropped it? That we made lots of hashtags for them? That we retweeted forty times a day? My dear one, my fellow Iranian, a piece of my own flesh: Distractions have always been there. They have been the Islamic Republic’s best weapon, along with the three corrupt ones. Diverting public attention has been its easiest way to fight us and freedom. My sister, my brother, my friend: If we cannot unite, how will we look into the beautiful eyes of these young people who bravely gave their lives for their homeland, carrying so many hopes and dreams? How will we make amends for the betrayal of Shahanshah Aryamehr by the generation of ’57? How will we become the generation that, after years of pain, held its head high and defeated ignorance, fear, and misery? We have one path left: the national revolution. And one person left: Reza Shah II. Our last chance at our first life after the darkness. I am humbled before every one of you, and I will never forget you… I know we can do it. I know how patriotic you are, how loyal to Iran and our king. I know your hearts beat for this sacred land… So let us think of Iran and fight for Iran. Victory is near. Long live Iran. Long live the Shah. Thanks to @AlfredHichbak for making this beautiful video.