47 years ago, I stood at a window in Tehran as a 3-year-old boy, smelling burning tires and hearing the chants that would steal my country.

I didn’t have words for what was happening. - Houman David Hemmati, MD, PhD - @houmanhemmati

Today, I am watching smoke rise over the same city — but this time the smoke is not the end of Iran. 

It is, God willing, the beginning of her resurrection. 

Several weeks ago I wrote in that the fever of 1979 was finally breaking... 

I do not celebrate war. 

No decent person does. 

What I celebrate — what millions of Iranians inside the country and in the diaspora have prayed for in secret for decades — is the possibility that a regime which has no right to exist may finally be forced to go.

This is the same regime that: 

• - Armed and cheered the October 7 massacre against Israel for no reason other than pure genocidal hatred. 
• - Murdered tens of thousands of its own sons and daughters who dared to walk peacefully in the streets demanding the most basic freedoms. 
• - Gouges out the eyes of young women for the “crime” of wearing makeup. 
• - Hangs teenagers from cranes for posting a tweet. 
• - Exports terror, poverty, and darkness to every corner it can reach including the U.S. 

No nation, no people, should have to live under that...

What we are witnessing is not aggression — it is surgery. 

• Painful, necessary surgery to remove a tumor that has metastasized for 47 years. 

The tumor is the Islamic Republic that has hijacked Iran...READ ALL!