Israel is not the problem – it is the proof.
Proof that Jews have not surrendered – that they have no longer accepted the status of dhimmi, that they dare to be sovereign, armed, and victorious.
As long as there are people here who continue to believe – not in the theory of binationality, but in the historical right of one small and troublesome people to return home – hope is not lost.
And deep down we still have a little bit of Jewish audacity, a little faith, and a little healthy cynicism – it will not disappear either.
Americans are now discovering what we in Israel learned a long time ago: tolerance is great – until someone takes advantage of it to take control of you.
The Vatican – If you think about it, there is no other place in the world where people in white coats make moral decisions for billions of people, and in the same breath explain to us – the Jews – how to conduct our affairs in the Land of Israel. After all, it’s like getting a lecture on veganism from a steakhouse chef.
If you think that tourist trips to the tombs of the righteous began in the 1980s with rabbis caressing friends and handing out dollar bills, you’re probably right. But long before that, in 1867, a slightly different type arrived in Jerusalem, armed with a wide-brimmed hat, a sharp pencil, and capable of describing the high school in a way that would make even a guide from the “Antiquities Department” sweat.
His name was Samuel Langhorne Clemens, but everyone knows him as… Mark Twain.
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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