Pictures of Tyranny
Americans are spoiled. When we want to invoke imagery from our own revolutionary history, we get sprawling landscapes of marching, uniformed infantry — punctuated every now and again by a melodramatically felled martyr, a footnote to the glory of triumph, a subtle acknowledgment that yes, ‘tis a solemn business, this breaking of one’s shackles.
Iran will not be so lucky. We have cameras now. And there is nothing subtle about the images of their revolution.