As of October 2025, one thing is already clear: Gaza does not need a โrenovation.โ It needs a reboot.
Only one question remains open – why, in the name of common sense, would anyone want to rehabilitate Gaza, how long is it supposed to take, and most importantly – who the hell is supposed to live there afterwards?
Radical Islam is not a “local problem” or a “passing wave of terror” – it is part of a deep cultural-religious conflict between opposing worldviews. The question is not whether there will be a Third World War, but whether the West will recognize that it is already in it.
There are certain things in life: the sun rises in the east, traffic jams on the Ayalon Highway, and every September the Israeli Prime Minister comes to New York to speak in front of a hall full of representatives of countries who cluck their tongues and vote for anything that undermines Israel’s existence.
As always, after the cameras turn off, countries will return to their wars, their economic crises, and their migrant riots. And us? We will stay here, defend our borders, send our sons into battle, and continue to live in the reality they draw on UN maps as if it were a game of chance.
When I hear “from the river to the sea,” I don’t think of scenery. I don’t think of a trip. I don’t think of peace. I hear, simply, “We want you to disappear.”
We know that won’t happen – not because we believe in fairies, but because we know how to swim in the river, and protect the sea.
To those who shout “Free Palestine” on the streets of London, Paris or New York โ understand: “Free” Palestine will cost you dearly.
It will not come without blood, it will not come without war, and it will not come at all – because we are here, from the Jordan to the sea, and we are not going anywhere
This sentence is sold around the world, especially on the progressive left, as if it describes some fantasy of inter-ethnic brotherhood: from the Jordan to the sea, everyone will live in peace, share hummus, and teach each other folk dances.
It’s a beautiful idea โ kind of like thinking that if you opened all the cages on a safari, the lions, zebras, and giraffes would cook together over a fire.
The continent that once stood up to empires, crossed oceans and brought Western culture โ stands up to nothing today. Not even itself. It chose to give up: identity, borders, national pride, intellectual freedom.
Israel is the opposite of Europe: a young, lively, stressed, cynical, armed, and quite self-confident people. And even if we sometimes think we are crazy โ at least we are not committing suicide in the name of tolerance.
If you’ve ever searched for the factor that makes terrorists run like tigers, scream like peacocks and feel like they’re invulnerable – look no further. It’s not about the Holy Spirit, it’s not about deep inner jihad, it’s not even about the ideology of a paradise with 72 virgins. It’s about a small, white pill with a name that sounds like a health insurance product – Captagon. Only instead of healing, it’s addictive, dangerous, and of course – insanely profitable.
What Are They Trying to Sell Us in the Name of โThe Protestโ
November 30, 2025
