A mad fever swept across Iran, the fever of revolution.
At the end of almost every street you could see
the vastness of the revolution taking hold in every quarter.
The first stage was a raging delirium, as ruthless radicals
eliminated the entrenched ancien régime and installed reliable foot soldiers.
Those who controlled appointments were impressed by Bahari’s ardor: in
those days of inordinate rhetoric and political extremism his revolutionary
fervor, equally unbridled, was remarkable for its genuineness. His fanaticism
was not an imitation but was his own, a natural
consequence of all his previous life and his idealistic temperament.
Paraphrases from the article “Tehran’s Promise” by Robin Wright and the novel Doctor Zhivago by Boris Pasternak.