MOTHER JONES
BY SHANE BAUER
First there was the initial optimism, the confidence that this was all a misunderstanding, and once they found out who you really were they would let you go. Then there was your conviction that you were innocent, that you had nothing to hide. There was the giving of email passwords to prove it. There was the moment you realized that they had seen everything, that there was nothing else you could do to prove your innocence, and that even if you had something, it wouldn't matter—they would keep insisting, childishly, that you were a spy. There were the interrogators' claims that no one was trying to contact them about you. And finally, there was the despair as you watched them take all of the little facts they've gathered from your life and use them to concoct a story wherein you are the mastermind of a plot to undermine the Iranian government.
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