 The show
The last few minutes
of the life of a man
Z. Tehrani
September 25, 2004
iranian.com Reading "Public
hanging" by
Abbas Saffari, brought back memories from the early
years of the revolution. I think there are many untold stories
of the revolution that will never be forgotten, and must be
told.
It was about 7:30 a.m. I was driving my 7 years old daughter to
school, and go to work. As we approached Fatemi Sq. (Maydaane Fatemi)
in Tehran, there was a traffic jam. I tried to find a way to get
out of there, but there was no way out to escape.
I was
stocked: in the middle of the Square... in one corner of the Square,
I noticed a huge crowd around a big construction
crane. All of a sudden, I saw a man being hanged by the crane.
It was a street show.
With fear in her eyes, my daughter witnessed the last few minutes
of the life of a man who was dangling and shaking in the air before
he died. I felt sick in my stomach, and could not move for a while.
Later, the sound of horns from cars behind me, made me move on.
After I left my daughter to school, and went to my work, I still
could not stop thinking about the incident. At this time one of
my co-workers entered the office, and started to complain to
me about a scene he had just witnessed on his way to work.
 He said, a 10-12-year-old school boy was walking to school
in Kargar Blvd. A security car stooped, and a white-clothed
security guard jumped out of the car, grabbed the hair of
the boy, pushed him dawn to the ground on his knees, and with
a big knife tried to cut his hair.
The boy was shaking and struggling to free himself. He looked
like a sheep being slaughtered by a knife. My co-worker, who looked
angry and sad, was wondering why a knife was used
to cut the hair rather than scissors.
I did not know what to say, because my mind was still
occupied by the picture of the man dangling on the crane!
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