The most grimy person at that time was an official in the Iranian Ministry of Culture, a torturer in fact. One day I went to my mother's workplace and spurned Khomeini's photo and asked is he a prophet or an imam? Or both: prophet imam? The Basiji immediately asked: do you still have toothache? I said yes, then he said: drink some ice cold water immediately and then hot tea immediately! So my captain encounter and (..) encounter.