I realIze that anything I can say here that isn’t silply “hate the US” is likely to fall on deaf ears, or be wildly misinterpreted. Attacks on my person and assumptions on who I am, really? You know nothing about me, and so far none of the comments has been remotely close to reality.

I don’t condone the killing of inocent.

I am from Iran. I grew up there. I still have family there. When I became a parent. I took my family and left for Europe. So that my child would not have to suffer under a terrorist dictatorship.

My people, the people of Iran, is celebrating. Not because we are happy about war and death. But because thrte is finally hope for a life.

We have a saying that goes something like this. “When the tears run out, you sing!”

Now make a list of those slaughtered, murdered, raped, molested, disfiguered, invalidated, by the regime… Ibwont hold my breath.