Some for the Glories of this World; and some
Sigh for the Prophet's Paradise to come;
Ah, take the Cash and let the Credit go,
Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
FitzGerald

At the height of the protests following Iran's controversial presidential election a young woman named Neda Agha Soltan was shot and killed on the streets of Tehran. Her death - filmed on a camera phone, was then uploaded to the Web – and quickly became an international outrage, and Soltan became the face of a powerful movement that threatened the hard-line government's hold on power. Some details can be viewed in A Death in Tehran, wherein FRONTLINE revisits the events of the summer of 2009, shedding new light on Neda's life and death and the movement she helped inspire. http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/tehranbureau/deathintehran

This translated (& embedded subtitled) version of: "khodaya khob gosh kon agar khabidi bidar sho daran sedat mikona" - "God, listen well, if you are asleep please wake up, they are calling your name..." The video was recorded by a young woman in Tehran the night after the brutal government crackdown on Iranian demonstrators which occurred June 20th 2009. In a day of violence and brutality, many were injured and killed. The exact number of dead, injured, and arrested is still unknown.

“Tell General Howard I know his heart.
What he told me before, I have it in my heart.
I am tired of fighting.
Our chiefs are killed; Looking-Glass is dead;
Too-hul-hul-Solte is dead.
The old men are all dead.
It is the young men who say “yes” or “no.”
He who led on the young men is dead.
It is cold, and we have no blankets;
The little children are freezing to death.
My people, some of them, have run away to the hills and have no
blankets, no food.
No one knows where they are – perhaps freezing to death.
I want to have time to look for my children, and see how many of them I
can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is sick and sad.
From where the sun now stands I will fight no more forever.”

Chief Joseph of the Nez Perce