“…Then night descended and horror. Ahmadinejad’s “victory” was celebrated with brutality worthy of a putsch. Thugs prowled, armed with the license of the Islamic Republic to beat women. Lofty clerics bound by those beautiful words — “In the name of God, the Merciful, the Compassionate” — showed no mercy, no compassion, in unleashing the forces who reduced the pre-electoral vitality to a hallucination and thoughtful intellectuals to whimpering wrecks prepared to “confess” to plotting velvet revolution…” Here.
Beware the priests: As this article above implies, for Muslims who rebelled against the Order of Orthodoxy it must’ve been like the pain felt by Christian heritics under the Spanish Inquisition: “The man intones, ‘In the name of God, the Merciful, the Compassionate. …’ Mohsen braces himself. There is a terse whisper and the instrument comes crashing onto the soles of Mohsen’s feet. An unimaginable pain shoots through his body to his temples, a pain to drive one mad. Mohsen is dimly aware that he is screaming. His wrist and ankles are being cut up as he thrashes against his bonds. “The beating continues. Before each blow, the man calls, ‘Ya! Hossein!’ After a while he stops to catch his breath. He speaks to Mohsen. He calls him a Hypocrite and a traitor to God. Then he starts again.”
Note: basically the above article/quotes are a synopsis of Death to the Dictator.
Related: let’s not forget these great tributes to the Iranian Dictator himself: Mockmood 1, Mockmood 2