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Prison's Revelations

Source: Payam Emrooz, Monthly Review Mehrangiz Kar is a professional feminist lawyer and writer and one of the recently officially condemned speakers of Berlin's Conference In one of the spring evenings of the year of Whale, I was sent to Evin Prison. The officials delivered me to prison's authorities. They collected the receipt and left. Immediately, I was to struggle with the vehicles that were responsible for the transfer of the prisoners inside the prison's yard. Vehicles that look like hearse. By the slightest pressure that the driver's foot exerted on the break or speed pedal, they take off and people like me without any previous experience, are violently thrown up and down. This happens only once. Soon the prisoner acquires enough experience to grab the old seats and rods with all her/his might and learns to protect her/his life with all possible tricks and deceits from any probable earthly calamity. That is the main reason for their great fear of old prisoners. An iron net-like door is installed next to the driver with a soldier standing always beside it. Once the prisoner enters the vehicle, the soldier locks that door from the driver's side. Lest the prisoner would escape. The driver wears the prison's uniform too. Usually, when a woman prisoner is transferred from one section to another, there is always a woman guard escorting her, lest a rumor would start to disseminate. Any way, the band I was transferred to was on the steep side of the hill and after that there was nothing except the barbed wires the boundary of freedom seen on the far distance.

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