@chris_seattle@colwight Have you looked at a map of the British mandate? The Palestinians (Jordanians) were given the vast majority, and that was before the UN suggested giving the Jews an even smaller area. Spoiler: the Jews accepted, the Arabs didn’t.
Two years. Two years passed since the last moment I saw Avinatan, the love of my life. Two years since the moment terrorists kidnapped us, put me on a motorcycle, and tore me away from Avinatan before the eyes of the entire world.
From that moment, our journey in captivity was separated. I was held captive with children, women, and the elderly, while Avinatan was held alone. I was mostly kept inside houses, while Avinatan was only in the tunnels. Hamas released videos and signs of life from me, while there was no information at all about Avinatan. I was held captive by Hamas for 246 days, while Avinatan was held for 738 days. I came back in a heroic rescue operation, and Avinatan returned in a deal.
But both of us, against all odds, came home and were reunited!
I cannot put into words the range of emotions I felt when I saw him for the first time after so long. Each of us faced death countless times, and yet, after two years apart, we are finally taking our first steps together again in the State of Israel.
At last, we can begin our healing together. The recovery will be long; we still haven’t truly processed what has happened here over these past two years. But we won. We won our personal war, and the war of all those who fought alongside us to reach this moment. And now, the time has come to begin our shared journey together.
I want to say a huge thank you, first and foremost, to the @IDF soldiers and security forces who have been fighting for so long and risk their lives for us every single day. Thank you to our family, friends, and to the people of Israel, Am
Yisrael, who raised their voices when we couldn’t speak. To the people around the world who embraced us, to all the incredible individuals who supported us through the hardest times and never lost hope throughout this long period. To the US government, which opened its doors to me and was always there to listen, especially @SEPeaceMissions Steve Witkoff, @jaredkushner, and the exceptional, President @realDonaldTrump.
To all the people who too stood beside our hostages and understood that light must overcome darkness.
We will never forget the fallen and the murdered, and we will not stop fighting until every fallen soldier and hostage is brought home for a proper burial in Israel.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
This could never have happened without you.
We are back ❤️
@JPapermill82029@Dannythefink@rehannaherKSA If Israel wanted to do it genocide in Gaza, their airforce could do it in an afternoon, with losing a single soldier. It’s Hamas useful idiots who repeat the ‘genocide’ claim that are responsible for attacks like yesterday.
@JPapermill82029@Dannythefink@rehannaherKSA There is no genocide in Gaza. It’s just a war. In war civilians die. According to Hamas figures the ratio of combatants to civilians is 1:1. The normal ratio for urban warfarin is 4 civilians for each combatant. Israel has lost 1,000 soldiers by fighting Hamas on the ground.
Dear British people,
Can you flood social media with this statement?
Retweet it, comment “done”, and let’s see how far we can push this.
Your voice matters — let’s make it echo.
#🟦—FACTS FROM Sabry Ifthikar Ahmed "Hi, I’m a Palestinian. And since honesty is rare in my politics, let me confess a few things.
1947. The UN offered me a state. Alongside Israel. Borders, independence, recognition. I said no. My leaders promised that war would “drive the Jews into the sea.” Instead, I lost everything—and called it a catastrophe. Not because I wasn’t offered a state, but because I refused one.
1948–2025. Arab states could have integrated me, given me rights, passports, dignity. Instead, they locked me in refugee camps for generations—so I’d remain a weapon against Israel. They built palaces for themselves and prisons for me. They used me as propaganda, not as people.
1967. After another lost war, I could have built a state in the West Bank and Gaza. Instead, I doubled down on “no peace, no recognition, no negotiations.” Three no’s. Fifty years later, I still have no state. Turns out, rejection doesn’t pay rent.
Oslo 1990s. Israel said: let’s try. Gave me autonomy. Guns for police. Billions in aid. What did my leaders do? Stole the money, armed militias, and launched an intifada. Suicide bombings instead of schools. Rockets instead of factories.
2005 Gaza. Israel left completely. No settlers, no soldiers. I had the chance to turn Gaza into Singapore-on-the-Med. I voted Hamas. They turned it into Mogadishu-by-the-Sea. Billions in aid? Tunnels, rockets, and palaces for their leaders—while my people eat canned food in the dark.
Democracy? I haven’t had an election in nearly 20 years. Hamas kills dissenters in Gaza. Fatah jails them in the West Bank. My leaders cancel elections because they’re too busy fighting each other for power.
Religion. Instead of building a future, I put clerics on TV teaching kids to hate Jews. I glorify “martyrs” who blow up buses. I raise children on songs of blood and fire instead of books and science. I trade hope for holy war.
Arab world. The Arab regimes call me “brother.” But ask them how many Palestinians can freely live in Lebanon, Syria, Egypt, or Kuwait. They shut me out, but cheer when I die—because my death is their excuse.
Absurdity. I keep saying I want to “build a state.” And ironically, right next door sits Israel—the neighbor who built a thriving democracy, a high-tech powerhouse, farms in the desert, cities from dust. No oil, no endless wealth, just grit. I could have learned, copied, partnered. Instead, I chose envy and rage.
Anti-Jewish obsession. I could’ve accepted Jews as neighbors. I could’ve said, “two nations, two states.” Instead, I repeat: “From the river to the sea.” Instead of showcasing Arab honor, hospitality, and rich culture, I showcased only the culture of the sword—rage, extremism, and blood. Instead of calling out salaam—peace—to Israelis, I screamed death to the Jews. And then I act surprised when Israelis don’t trust me, when they’re angry, disappointed, and convinced I don’t want coexistence at all.
Accountability. I blame Israel for everything. Always. My leaders steal billions? Israel’s fault. Hamas fires rockets from hospitals? Israel’s fault. I glorify death more than life? Israel’s fault. Responsibility is not my strong suit.
I am Palestinian.
I could have built a nation—many times. I chose rejection, corruption, and endless war. I could have lived in peace with Israel, but I chose to live in the shadow of destroying it.
So yes—I am a victim. But too often, I am a victim of my own leaders, my own choices, and my own refusal to let go of hate.
And that, dear reader, is the tragedy no one wants to admit."