'One university professor, Sadigh Sarvestani, called him "a man whose name was once affiliated with the ugliest violence and has now become an artist dealing with the most delicate aspects of art."'
Yeah, and I recall the little corporal with a moustache, the vegetarian animal lover artist who unleashed The Third Reich and WW2 upon the world.
OK, Massoud. What say you just fall on your sword, and in the ensuing years, we can contemplate your change in consciousness. We can take our time, as you did, to appreciate the consequences of your actions. Seems more than fair to me.