I went to a party last year put on by my wife’s co-workers. I knew one woman was Iranian and had my guard up. We got to their apartment and low and behold there are crosses up on the walls in every room and a painting of the last supper prominently in the living room. Turns out they are Christian Iranians run out by the Shiites. Great people, industrious spiritual and great sense of humor. The husband took me outside and taught me how to smoke a hookah. All in all I had a great time and made new friends.
I know there are fine folks everywhere.
This is not one of them.