Let’s say you’re sitting in a business lunchroom, all ready for the climax – and then the waiter asks: “And what would you choose – with salad or with a side dish?”
That’s the moment you realize: the war has begun.
When the country is turbulent, when the news is depressing, when the people are divided, when the left and right are fighting – shawarma is waiting for us in the corner. It doesn’t ask if you voted. It doesn’t check if you are in favor of reform. It’s just there, with coleslaw, runny tahini, and a look that says: “Forget about everything, brother, one bite and you’ll understand why you were born.”
What Are They Trying to Sell Us in the Name of “The Protest”
November 30, 2025
