The Iranian nuclear program got a bomb in the face. Or three. Maybe something from space too.
And suddenly we, the Israelis, found ourselves facing a difficult question: Now that there is no more Iranian nuclear program (temporarily, yes?), what do we do with all the fears, obsessions, and movies we saw last night about an atom bomb in Tehran?
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.
What Are They Trying to Sell Us in the Name of “The Protest”
November 30, 2025
