i was delighted to be among the few hundred in green, supporting the people back home. a rigged election, a suppressed voice, and really a slim chance to do much as more time goes by. people standing for what they believe, and all we can do from here all the way on the other side of the world is to let them know we care, we hear them, we see them, we follow them, and spread the knowledge.
i was talking to david yesterday about what is happening in iran, and how i am just completely addicted and glued to my laptop, following whats happening every minute. almost 7 years after i left tehran (it will exactly be 7 years on june 20th), i feel uneasy inside, like i dont know how it feels to be there. i feel... guilty somehow. maybe a part of it has to do with obama, and seeing when the people here want something so bad, and when they get together and put enough effort into it, they can elect a man like him. and how a similar effort in iran, in a situation that arguably is worse, doesnt give you nearly the same result. that after an unheard of 85 percent voter turnout, days of demonstration and rallies, tens dead and hundreds injured, there is still nothing for them, for us, to do but to wait around, be angry, be frustrated, be fearful of whats to come.
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