Over the past several weeks, I have been contemplating my own life growing up in Iran in the context of the daily reports of protests of the Iranian people, and mass murders by the regime of the people.

While I have suffered a lot in, and because, of the Islamic Republic – the past two months have been among the hardest period in my life. The last week in December, the Iranian people bravely started protesting in hundreds of cities across Iran. I was inspired and hopeful, and I still am. But I have been pained by the mass murder that has taken place on the streets, and in hospitals, across Iran.  Tens of thousands have been executed. Hundreds of thousands have been injured. Countless Iranians have been arrested and tortured. All deliberately, demonically, as the Islamic regime has used unspeakable brute force against its own people.

I have been inspired but pained. It’s amazing to see the Iranian people united against the ayatollahs and the mullahs, against the IRGC and agents of the regime inside and outside Iran. It’s amazing to see the Iranian people also united in support of Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi, the only name of any Iranian leader to be chanted throughout Iran, with the prayer that he will return to Iran to restore the Pahlavi dynasty, and lead Iran to freedom.

Many other fake opposition names seeking to undermine Iran are illegitimate, evil wolves in sheep’s clothing.  No matter whose name one might hear suggested by anyone else to lead Iran, Prince Pahlavi is who tens of millions of Iranians want to lead them, and the only person alive who can unify Iran and lead it out of the past 47 years under an Islamic death cult, rejoining the members of the world as a free and prosperous people.

Following developments inside Iran these past months, I have been heartbroken over and over.  Western leaders have spoken out in support........

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