فرزاد کمانگر، دبیر هنرستان کار و دانش شهرستان کامیاران در جنوب استان کردستان، عضو انجمن صنفی فرهنگیان و انجمن زیست محیطی ئاسک (آهو) بوده و با نام مستعار «سیامند» در ماهنامه فرهنگی آموزشی رویان که به اداره آموزش و پرورش کامیاران تعلق دارد قلم میزده است. وی که در زمینه حقوق قومی و مسائل زنان فعال بوده، در مرداد ۱۳۸۵ (ژوئیه ۲۰۰۶) به تهران سفر کرده بود به همراه دوستش دستگیر میشود.
Farzad Kamangar (Kurdish: Ferzad Kemanger or فهرزاد كهمانگهر Persian: فرزاد کمانگر) (c. 1978 – May 9, 2010) was a 32-year-old Iranian Kurdish teacher, poet, journalist, human rights activist and social worker from the city of Kamyaran, Iran who was executed on May 9, 2010
Kamangar was prosecuted on charges of mohareb «enmity towards God». An Islamic Revolutionary Court sentenced Kamangar to death on February 25, 2008 on charges against national security including being a member of PJAK and active participation in several bombing attacks among which was the 2006 explosion in the Iran–Turkey gas export pipeline. According to his lawyer, Khalil Bahramian, “Nothing in Kamangar’s judicial files and records demonstrates any links to the charges brought against him.
Bahramian, the lawyer, who was present during the closed-door court hearing, described it as
“Lasting no more than five minutes, with the Judge issuing his sentence without any explanation and then promptly leaving the room. … I have seen absolutely zero evidence presented against Kamangar. In my forty years in the legal profession, I have never witnessed such a prosecution.”
For this denial, Kamangar was repeatedly tortured. Amnesty International reports that Kamangar was repeatedly beaten, flogged, and electrocuted, and that he now suffers from spasms in his arms and legs as a result of the torture
The Supreme Court officially confirmed Kamangar’s death sentence on July 11, 2008
Kamangar was one of six political prisoners highlighted in International Campaign for Human Rights in Iran’s September 18, 2008 document «Rights Crisis Escalates, Faces and Cases from Ahmadinejad’s Crackdown»
Kamangar participated in the hunger strike to protest the execution of Ehsan Fatahian.
Kamangar in a piece describes his time at the prison as follows:
«…I spent close to a month in solitary isolation, at the end of the first floor, in section 113 [of the prison]. It had a horrible stench. During this period I was not allowed to have visits nor telephone calls with any member of my family. During the 3 months of solitary confinement I was not allowed to go out in the free air. After enduring these months they moved me to a bigger cell, cell number 10, a cell intended for several persons, and I spent close to two months there. Still I was not allowed to have any contact with a lawyer or my family….«
A part of Kamangar’s letter «Be Strong Comrades»:
«Is it possible to carry the heavy burden of being a teacher and be responsible for spreading the seeds of knowledge and still be silent? Is it possible to see the lumps in the throats of the students and witness their thin and malnourished faces and keep quiet? Is it possible to be in the year of no justice and fairness and fail to teach the H for Hope and E for Equality, even if such teachings land you in Evin prison or result in your death?«
In great memory of 5 freedom fighter and heroes from Kordestan Iran, who taught us all how to love human beings, freedom and dignity and never bend before tyrant Khamenei even if you lose your dear life, martyrs Farzad Kamangar, Shireen Alam Hooli, Ali Heydarian, Farhad Vakili and Mehdi Eslamian were executed for resistance forced and faked confession and not begging supreme leader to fogive them for never commited crime.
رازقي پرپر شد باغ در چله نشست
تو به خاك افتادي كمر عشق شكست
ما نشستيم و تماشا كرديم
دلم ميخواد گريه كنم براي قتلعام گـل
براي مرگ رازقي دلم ميخواد گريه كنم
براي نابودي عشق واسه زوال عاشقي
وقتي كه قلبها و گـلها شكسته و پرپر شدن
وقتي كه باغچههاي عشق سوختن و خاكستر شدن
من و تو از گـل كاغذي باغچهاي داشتيم توي خواب
با خشتهاي مقوايي خونه مي ساختيم روي آب
وقتي كه ما تو جشن شب ستاره بارون مي شديم
وقتي كه پشت سنگر سايهها پنهون مي شديم
از نوك بال كفترها خون پريدن مي چكيد
صداي بيداري عشق رو خواب شب خط مي كشيد