Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
Cause summer’s here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy.
— Rolling Stones. Street Fighting Man
HuffPo. Saturday may be the bloodiest yet, with more attacks on protesters
I have been able to talk with Iranian photo-journalist NS (she does not want her name used, for obvious reasons) … Like many others, she is enraged by the “khutba” (Friday sermon) of the Ayatollah Khamenei which will now open the doors for a Tiananmen in Tehran. Saturday will likely be the bloodiest day so far, if the brave crowds decide to come out. Another friend from Tehran cried on the phone, after he had been to Tehran University to pray and hear the Ayatollah’s sermon. His last words to me before the mobile phone connection was cut off were: “Tomorrow there will be blood.”
Washington Note. Young street kids are going Basiji hunting.
Mousavi supporters were out on the streets ‘Basiji hunting’.
Their resolve is no less than these thugs — they after hunting them down. They use their phones, their childhood friends, their intimate knowledge of their districts and neighbours to plan their attacks — they’re organised and they’re supported by their community so they have little fear. They create the havoc they’re after, ambush the thugs, use their Cocktail Molotovs, disperse and re-assemble elsewhere and then start again – and the door of every house is open to them as safe harbour — they’re community-connected.
The Basiji’s are not.