Not only did she show Ali in the Battles of Ohud...

Not only did she show Ali in the Battles of Ohud, Badr and Hunayn, but she found Ali praying in the mihrab of the mosque in Kufa. She dis­covered his nights and his complaining around the wells of Medina.

She gathered together the Nahjel balagah which the Arab Moslems have access to through the litera­ry edition of Muhammad Abduh, the great Sunni Mofti, whereas Shiites have the lectures of Javad Fazel which is related to Ali or the Faiz translation (which is correct but has to be read with the help of the Arabic text!). This girl ‑ a disbeliever destined for hell ‑ who gathered all of the writings of Ali in this and that book, notebook or recorded in a manuscript, hidden here and there.

She read all of them and translated them and inter­preted them. The most beautiful and deepest writings ever written about someone flowed from her pen. For 42 years she has continued to study, think, work and research Ali. We have no right to know Angela; the American girl in prison who is not only the hope of two countries, but of all the free people of the world, of all the wounded, all those condemned through humanity's racial discrimi­nation ‑ the oppressed.

We should not know that foreign women are not just toys of the Don Juans who take money, unattractive things and jewels ‑ female slaves serving men as long as they want them, as long as they are interested. We should not believe that they are only worthy of the attention of their pleasures, desires and lusts. After that period, they are like machines that have become out‑dated.

Rather, the foreign women have progressed to the point of becoming the embodiment of an ideology of a country and place, of salvation (escape), pride, and the honor of a generation. But we have no right to know them. We only have the right to know Mme. Twiggy! And as the final level of the ideal manifestation of Western civilization, the Queen of `71, and along with her, the highest form of European woman, Jacqueline Onassis, who uses her money as a means of exchange for every­thing, B.B.

and the Queen of Monaco and all of the 7 female guards around James Bond. They are the sacrifices of the departments of the production of Europe. They are the toys and wind‑up dolls of the wealthy and the slaves of the new civilization for the houses of the new mer­chants. We Iranians only have the right to know them to be examples of women of European civilization.