Long thread 1/2 Report from Tehran, written from April 18 to April 25 Tehran does not look like the city I once knew. It looks like a city under occupation. 17 days after the ceasefire, the mood is not simple hope or simple despair. It is confusion, distrust, exhaustion, and a silence full of questions no one can answer. The subway is free now, apparently. A cheap little bribe from the same terrorist Islamic Regime occupying Iran that spills our blood, breaks our economy, cuts our internet, then throws crumbs at us as if a free ticket can buy forgiveness. And of course, even the free subway is late. That is their whole empire in one image: ruin your life, offer you a discount, fail to deliver that too. The streets are not alive the way they should be. People move because they have to, not because the city calls them out. Public life has become functional, not social. Daytime is for errands, clinics, work, survival. Night belongs more and more to fear, checkpoints, and the regime’s staged little circuses. You see fewer faces buried in phones now, because what is there to check when the regime has strangled the internet for weeks? Instead, almost everyone wears headphones, as if the whole city is trying to shut reality out before it crushes them. Because the thought is unbearable: that after all this blood, after January, after the arrests, after the torture, after the gallows, this mafia might still survive. Every major intersection, every square, every main four way carries the same sickness. Men in green and black, guns and batons in hand, military vehicles behind them, walking over our streets like they conquered a foreign land. For one second, you feel like you have been dropped into a Metal Gear game. Then you remember: no, this is my city. Do you know what it feels like to be a third rate citizen in your own homeland? It has nothing to do with success, education, money, or work. Under this occupation, if you are not part of the mafia, you are disposable. Everything you have can be taken from you. Your job. Your home. Your phone. Your name. Your loved ones. Your life. So you learn to walk carefully in the city where you were born. I played in these streets. I made friends here. I rode my bike through half of this city. I know Tehran like the back of my own hand. I found love and got my heart broken in these streets. I went on dates in cafés all over this city. I worked in some of them too. I have been part of the startup system of this city. I have been to most of the bookstores. I know these people. And do you want to know the interesting part? We all feel it. Being a Tehran kid is like being a New Yorker. It is more than an address. It is a rhythm, a wound, a language, a map written under your skin. And now I have to move through it like a spy. In my own city. In my own homeland. I have two phones, because one has to stay clean for the street. If they stop me and search the wrong one, I am not the only one who pays. My loved ones pay too. That is what life becomes under a regime that treats truth like contraband. The information space is broken beyond words. Rumors move faster than facts. Verification feels almost impossible. Trust in official sources is dead, and even unofficial news arrives wounded by blackout, fear, and delay. People are not only uncertain. They are trapped inside uncertainty.

“Shah Reza Pahlavi” and “Pahlavi will return” echoed across East Azerbaijan Province in northwest Iran during Iran’s national uprising in January. This report is based on 122 verified videos from across the province.

نکته ظریفی بود

The terrorist Islamic Regime occupying Iran has spent decades constructing an entire synthetic identity around resistance. Resistance to America. Resistance to compromise. Resistance to negotiation. Resistance to surrender. The fundamental problem with building a political culture around permanent resistance is that reality eventually arrives. Wars end. Tyrannies negotiate. Sanctions become fatal. Occupiers make deals. And suddenly, the zealots who swallowed the slogans most sincerely become an acute management problem. That is exactly what manifested tonight. As reports emerged that Tehran and Washington are approaching a new backdoor understanding, a segment of their radical political base reacted with genuine outrage. Their complaint is mathematically simple: If America is the enemy, why negotiate? If compromise is surrender, why compromise? If resistance was victory, why stop? What makes this internal fracture remarkable is that the establishment figures are answering these questions not with ideological logic, but with sterile, bureaucratic orders. Trust leadership. Trust the process. Maintain unity. Do not create tension. In other words: Because we said so. The contradiction is impossible to miss. For years, fanatical factions accused moderates of weakness. Now, certain hard line zealots are accusing their own masters of weakness. For years, reformist puppets were told to stop questioning strategic decisions. Now, the regime's own loyalists are being told the exact same thing. The ideological machine has entered a fatal feedback loop. The dog finally caught the car. And now, absolutely nobody inside their rotting architecture is sure what they are supposed to do next. #IranMassacre Pāyandeh Iran Javid Shah

دارم از خنده میمیرم اینقدر خندیدم که حتی نمیتونم تلاش کنم اینگیلیسی بنویسم چه اتفاقی داره میفته🫠راستشو بخواید نصفشو خودمم باورم نمیشه😂 این دیگه‌ چه سمیه اخه؟؟ هرچی من بگم از کمدیش کم میشه واقعا دیوانه های شل مغز از این شعار چرا استفاده کردین اخه 😂🫠

براساس توافق یا تسلیم؛ تنگه هرمز باز می‌شود اورانیوم‌ها رقیق غنی‌سازی متوقف نیابتی‌ها تمام موشک‌ها برچیده شروط ده‌گانه ج‌ا پر نه خروج امریکا از منطقه، نه کنترل بر هرمز و نه غرامت #ترامپ با این توافق ‌ج‌ا را در مسیر فروپاشی قرارداد نگران توافق نباشید، بازی تازه شروع شده! ‌

Iran before Khomeini. He took everything from us.

در این جام جهانی، نام ایران را فرزندان قهرمان و جاویدنامش نمایندگی می‌کنند. پیراهن‌های منقش به تصاویر آنها را به ورزشگاه‌ها و خیابان‌ها ببرید. بگذارید جهان بداند تیم واقعی ایران، مردم شجاع ایران‌اند؛ نه نمایندگان رژیم جنایتکار و اشغالگر ایران.

Mohsen Rezaei reportedly says they should shoot their own supporters too, so America understands they “do not joke even with themselves, let alone the enemy.” Honestly, perfect branding. The terrorist Islamic Regime occupying Iran has finally found its campaign slogan: Vote for us. We might shoot you too. Nothing says “strategic deterrence” like threatening your own fan club to impress Washington. This is not a government. It is a hostage taker so stupid it started reading its own ransom note in the mirror. When your big message to the world is “we kill our loyalists too,” you are not projecting strength. You are confessing that the only institution in your regime still functioning is murder.

تصاویری تازه منتشر شده از خیزش ملی شیر و خورشید ایران رژیم ضحاکی با هفته‌ها قطع اینترنت، تلاش کرد تا موج خروشان خیزش ملی در خیابان‌های ایران از چشم جهان پنهان بماند. پونک - تهران، ۱۹ دی ۲۵۸۴/۱۴۰۴

RT @kingofdepirates: قسم به خون یاران، ایستاده‌ایم تا پایان!💔

هرجا دیدید کسی میگه «پس این گارد جاویدان کجان»، این اسکرین‌شات از جاویدنام علی گودرزی رو نشونش بدید.

If we burn You'll burn with us.

I once read in Tarikh al Tabari that after the conquest of Iran, rivers of Iranian blood were made to run. Back then, I dismissed it as an historical exaggeration. A river of blood sounded too vast for reality. Too cruel for the world. Too impossible for human hands. Then January came. ​And I witnessed with my own eyes the raw torrent of blood the terrorist Islamic Regime occupying Iran drained from the veins of this land’s own children. ​These were not invaders breaking through a foreign border. These were not strangers from a forgotten age. The sons of this soil. The daughters of this nation. The young, the brave, the nameless, the immortal. History was not exaggerating. It was warning us. And the warning returned wearing a turban, carrying a gun, and calling itself a republic.

The accuracy of this is amazing 😂.

گلسا قمری دختر مبارز و سرباز گاردجاویدان ایران در مورد غدغن کردن پرچم شیروخورشید توسط فیفا توضیح می‌دهد. "پرچم جمهوری‌اسلامی، پرچم تروریست‌ها و همانند پرچم نازی های آلمان است، در صورتیکه پرچم شیروخورشید نماد ملی وهزاران سال پایدار بوده وهزاران سال پس از نابودی جمهوری‌اسلامی افراشته خواهد ماند." #پرچم_مقدس__شیر_و_خورشید #انقلاب_ملی_شیروخورشید

میگم حالا که توتول اهنگ جدید داده و توش بغض کرده خواستم یاد اوری کنم این توئیتشو که زیادی براش اکلیلی نشید

RT @shahyar___: زنده یاد مانوک میگفت اول یه کشتار خیلی گسترده میشه بعد جنگ میشه بعد از جنگ فشار انقد زیاد میشه که جمهوری اسلامی مجبور میشه…

رنج شما را می‌بینم. صدای شما را می‌شنوم. و همان‌گونه که در همه این سال‌ها در کنار شما بوده‌ام، تا روز آزادی ایران نیز در کنار شما خواهم ماند. شاهزاده رضا پهلوی پیام به ملت ایران ۲۰ خرداد ۲۵۸۵/۱۴۰۵

ج‌ا با شاه دشمن است، چپی با شاه دشمن است، مصدقی با شاه دشمن است، مجاهد با شاه دشمن است، جدایی طلب با شاه دشمن است، مشروطه خواه با شاه دشمن است و... اما مردم شریف ایران در خیابان به قیمت جانشان نام شاه را فریاد زدند مردم می‌دانند، مردم آگاه هستند

ایران ما، امروز بیش از هر زمان دیگری به اتحاد نیروهای ملی نیاز دارد. چه با حمایت خارجی و چه بدون آن، سرنوشت ایران در دستان خود ماست. ما از این رژیم فرسوده و درمانده نیرومندتریم. ما از مزدورانی که برای نمایش‌های تبلیغاتی به خیابان فرستاده می‌شوند، مصمم‌تر و استوارتریم.