The story of the barista from Netanyahu’s video is one of those small moments that explains a large phenomenon.
In the age of social media, the battle for public opinion is no longer fought only between governments, it is fought between images.
Trump isn’t just “looking after a friend.” He needs a partner who is free. Free from lawsuits, free from criminal headlines, free to re-establish himself as a regional player with a full political mandate.
This is a musical about an era in which politics is entertainment, and entertainment is policy. An era in which those who refuse to sing are simply not heard.
What is actually left in the Israeli left today – besides the almost obsessive-hysterical-therapeutic desire to remove Benjamin Netanyahu from Balfour, from the Knesset, from history, and from their feed.
The public is the sovereign, the king, the final arbiter – and also the one who will regret it in three months.
He is cynical but naive, nervous but indifferent, and most importantly – he is never at fault.
Ah, my dear Israel – land flowing with milk and honey, rockets and politics.
By October 2025, as we still stagger from the trauma of October 7, 2023, and face threats on all fronts — Hamas, Hezbollah, Iran, and even “friendly” neighbors – there emerges a phenomenon that feels like an autoimmune disease.
The WOKE is like quinoa on a moped – it’s not suited to the terrain.
It may be impressive at academic conferences and in New York studios, but it just doesn’t hold water against a tank, a grandmother with strong opinions, or a former member of Congress screaming in the middle of a finance committee hearing.
Did Netanyahu really train more for the White House meeting? … Was this a sophisticated physical manipulation, or just a well-made shirt?
Will a “Benjamin Index of Political Muscularity” be established? … Will we see Lapid doing rowing exercises, or Gantz in a “Morning of Training and Zionism” story?
What happens when the old establishments realize they no longer control the narrative – and decide to strike through the legal system?
Yes, that’s not a typo. As of June 2025, the Israeli prime minister, the man who in recent decades has made an entire career out of warning about a nuclear Iran, is the most beloved person in the markets of Isfahan. Residents take pictures with posters of him, they sell “Bibi-Rimon”-flavored sweets, and there’s even an Iranian band called “Likud Underground” that performs covers of his campaign songs in Persian.
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November 30, 2025
