Carl Rosen

Magazine veteran.

[Meg Keene @MegKeene]

The head of PEN America has now *quit* over Thursday’s article about discrimination against Jewish and Israeli authors. PEN reported in the crisis without even calling it antisemitism, but its half-assed pushback against cultural boycotts was too much.

This shows you where we are, and how bad it really is.

… Though having been interviewed for this article, I’m pleased to have some small role in this asshole’s resignation.

https://t.co/5nGeo8UVO3

[James Lindsay, anti-Communist @ConceptualJames]

I invite you to imagine how you would want our government to respond if a single rocket was fired into a neighborhood near you by an enemy sworn to kill you all. Now watch this video and remember it isn't rain you're seeing.

[Faytuks Network @FaytuksNetwork]

Egypt has barred the cruise ship Scarlet Lady, chartered for an LGBTQ+ cruise with more than 2,000 passengers, from docking or entering its territorial waters, days after Turkey took a similar step. Turkish authorities said the group’s conduct was “incompatible with our social structure and moral values.”

[Amy Siskind @Amy_Siskind]

This entire campaign is fueled on antisemitism. I am so disgusted with the Democrats in Michigan for allowing this!

It’s not only his antisemitic comments, I was in two Michigan Facebook groups that I was brought into to help Kamala in 2024, and every comment about Hayley Stevens, who is Jewish, had to deal with Israel and AIPAC. Every comment from Michigan Democrats on her posts about issues or endorsement was about Israel and AIPAC. No, we can’t vote for her because of Israel. As if all the work she has done in Congress for this state, celebrated by other Michigan officials, comes down to one single issue that he opponent has defined. This is plain ugly antisemitism. I am completely disgusted with the state!

[יצחק הרצוג Isaac Herzog @Isaac_Herzog]

Five new Qadis, judges of Islamic law, were sworn in to serve in Israel’s Sharia courts during a ceremony at the President's Residence in Jerusalem today. I was especially moved as the second female Qadi in Israel's history, Rula Masalha-Zahalka, was sworn in. Mabrouk!

[DSA Watch @DSA_Watch]

🚨 Zohran Mamdani’s administration tried to set up a meeting this week between his Commissioner of International Affairs Ana María Archila and Iran’s UN Ambassador.

The State Department had to step in and shut it down. This is the second time in recent weeks Mamdani’s team has been blocked from freelancing foreign policy with adversarial governments.

[Amy Siskind @Amy_Siskind]

Anyway, I have been keeping relatively quiet for too long on what has been festering on our side, because I am consumed with keeping up with the news for my Weekly List project, and I was hoping to keep the peace on our side. But what has happened now is some real stupid group think has metastasized and become normalized on our side.

How did AIPAC and Israel become enemy #1, and the litmus test of our party? Does Bibi suck? Yes. Know who else sucks? YOUR PRESIDENT! And like the U.S., there will be an election there, and with any luck, Bibi will be gone in a few months. Also, half of you on this bandwagon probably don't even know what AIPAC is, or how small their influence is. This is the hill we are dying on now to lose in midterms? So fucking stupid!

We almost lost Maine. We would have if he was our candidate. Maybe we have a shot now. We are going to punt Michigan too if we use this inane litmus test in a purple state.

So if you are on my page, be prepared for some pushback to the mainstreaming of this stupidity. I should have done it sooner. My bad. If you're not wanting to listen, feel free to unfollow now. Here's your hat, what's your hurry.

My goal is to WIN in November. Trump will do untold damage if we don't take at least the House, and hopefully the Senate. We need some damn common sense in our party, and fast! Platner is exhibit A of that! I plan to do my part.

[Haley Stevens @HaleyforMI]

Abdul are you having trouble stringing these two sentences together? I believe women. Graham Platner should drop out.

[Hen Mazzig @HenMazzig]

More anti-Jewish hate in Spain 🇪🇸: At the running of the bulls festival, a giant sign was unfurled, calling for the destruction of the country where over half of world Jewry lives.

Spain kicked out all its Jews in 1492. I guess they still don't want us to have anywhere to go.

[Donald Trump Portfolio Tracker @TrumpsPortfolio]

My son Don Jr. is a GREAT investor, folks, maybe the greatest young investor in the history of investing, everybody says it, and I’m going to tell you the WHOLE beautiful story because the Fake News tells it WRONG!!!

It starts with a kid at HARVARD — very good school, I went to Wharton, better, but still good — who starts a little magnet company in North Carolina called Vulcan. Two years old, fewer than 50 employees, making the rare earth magnets that go in our beautiful drones and submarines, the magnets CHINA thinks they own!!! WRONG, China!!!

AUGUST 2025: My son, with his tremendous investing genes — the best genes, doctors study them — has his firm 1789 Capital put money into this little company. Valuation? A tiny $200 million. Nobody’s watching. The hedge fund geniuses? ASLEEP AT THE WHEEL as usual!!!

SEPTEMBER, OCTOBER: The staff at the Pentagon’s loan office suddenly get word — and I quote the Fake News here — “THE CALL CAME FROM THE WHITE HOUSE!!!” And who made the call? PETER NAVARRO!!! Great guy, GREAT patriot, did his prison time like an absolute CHAMPION, and who visited him behind bars? MY SON!!! That’s loyalty, folks, the Trumps NEVER forget a friend!!! Now Peter’s a senior counselor with a beautiful phone and he tells the Pentagon: fund the magnets!!! Of the DOZENS of companies begging for money, Vulcan was the ONLY one ordered up by the White House — because it was the BEST one, obviously!!!
Now normally, folks, these deals take MONTHS of vetting — boring, slow, LOSER stuff. Not this one!!! The Pentagon staff worked NIGHTS, closed it in WEEKS, because we do everything at TRUMP SPEED!!!

NOVEMBER 2025: The announcement — $620 MILLION loan, the BIGGEST in the office’s history, plus $80 million for the partner, plus $50 million from Commerce!!! $670 MILLION of beautiful taxpayer support, ninety days after my son invested!!! NINETY DAYS!!! Most investors wait DECADES for an exit — my boy waited one FOOTBALL SEASON!!!

THE ENDING: Vulcan’s valuation goes from $200 million to nearly $2 BILLION!!! TEN TIMES!!! Junior’s stake? We don’t disclose, folks, gentlemen never do!!! The company says they NEVER MET my son — of course not, greatness doesn’t need MEETINGS!!! Congress tried to subpoena him and the majority said ABSOLUTELY NOT because there’s nothing to see, just PERFECT investing!!! And the sequel is already filming — a beautiful drone company Junior holds MILLIONS in, currently “under review” for its OWN Pentagon loan, and I hear the review is going WONDERFULLY!!!

Invest in August, phone call in September, record loan in November, 10x by January, deny everything FOREVER!!! They’ll teach this at Wharton, folks — they’ll call it THE VULCAN, and students will WEEP at its beauty!!! It’s not a conflict of interest, it’s a CONFLUENCE OF EXCELLENCE!!! Is anybody looking into this??? WHY WOULD THEY, IT’S PERFECT!!! Thank you for your attention to this matter!!!

[Masih Alinejad @AlinejadMasih]

URGENT:
"I reached out to almost every newspaper inside Iran. No one will touch this story."

Zeinab Mousavi known as "Aban" is dying quietly in Vakilabad Prison, and Iran’s regime wants no one to know.

A barista arrested alongside her brother Hassan on February 24, 2025, Zeinab has been charged with moharebeh, "enmity against God", for protesting. The charge carries the death penalty.

Now, her health is collapsing. For several consecutive nights, she has been suffering seizures in her sleep. Her family and supporters are demanding her immediate emergency transfer for medical treatment outside the prison walls. That demand has been ignored.

The silence around her case is not accidental.

Sepideh Qolian, an Iranian activist who was herself just released from prison, tried to break it. She reached out to most major Iranian newspapers to speak about the deteriorating conditions of the December protesters from Mashhad. Not one was willing to publish it.

"I'm at my most helpless," Qolian wrote. "If I speak to foreign media, I'll be arrested again. The conditions of the December prisoners are very bad."

Iran has built a perfect trap: beat them inside, silence those who witness it, and punish anyone who speaks out.

Zeinab Mousavi may be executed for protesting. She may also die waiting for medical care she is being denied.

Her story is being buried in real time. We refuse to let that happen.

#FreeZeinabMousavi

[Bob Ojeda @BobOjeda19]

This story has laid largely dormant in my mind for 25 years. Never gone, but very hard to think about the horror of that morning and I’d rather not. This is my morning of September 11, 2001.

At this point in my life, I am a pitching coach for The Brooklyn Cyclones, the Mets’ minor league baseball team. I have a sponsor’s softball game at our ballpark at 10 AM. My house in Jersey is about an hour drive away. I’m at my kitchen table having coffee, getting ready to head in at around nine. I put on the news. The traffic report mentions it’s a little heavy so I decide I’ll leave early. Just as I’m heading out the door the news breaks that a small plane appears to have hit one of the Twin Towers. I stopped to listen. The news reporter looks concerned and confused, but not panicked. It’s an unfolding moment and she’s keeping her cool. The look of disbelief was unstable; no answers, just confusion. She was trying her best, in her own way, to not create a mass panic. Whoever she was, she deserves a ton of credit, along with the other reporters who did the same thing.

I head to my car and put on 1010 WINS. I decide to head up Route 36. There is a bridge that crosses the Shrewsbury River that allows a direct view to the city. When I get there, I’m in disbelief. There is smoke coming from the top of one of the towers, yet still no panic on the radio, just reporting of what is currently known.

I call my daughter, who works in the city. I asked her where she is. She tells me she’s coming up the escalator from the bottom floors of the World Trade Center, exiting the subway. We stay on the phone. I hear the strain in her voice. Whatever has happened is not good and she is witnessing it firsthand. The radio does not betray the gravity of what happened. They are in disbelief along with all of us.

I step on the gas, and race up 36. By now I figure I’ll turn left, head into the city, pick up my daughter, and then drive on to the ballpark in Coney Island. We get cut off on the phone. The confusion on the radio continues and escalates. She calls me back a few minutes later. “Dad, I just came up the escalator and there are people jumping out of the windows, there’s people jumping out of the windows.” I ask her how high they are jumping from, trying to get a feel for what is happening. I am not ready for what she’s about to say. “80 floors.” A second plane hits the other tower. This is a nightmare, and I begin to feel panic coming up within me.

I take the Staten Island exit off of the parkway and approach the Outerbridge. I see cars stopped. Then the news comes over the radio. All bridges and tunnels are closed to the city. At the last possible moment, I turned off to the right and circled back down, heading back to my house. I’m doing over 100 miles an hour. I highly doubt a cop is going to stop me. I’m thinking, “What now?” I call my friend Lenny and say “I need your boat!” He asked me,“Where are you going?” I said, “To the city to get my daughter.” He’s well aware of what’s going on, and says, “I’m going with you.” I said, “No you’re not. I don’t know what I’m getting into. I don’t know what’s gonna happen. I don’t even know if I can get there but I have to try. I appreciate your offer, but I got it.” We plan to meet at his boat within 20 minutes. I pause going over the bridge on 36, take a look back, and it is beyond horrific. There’s people in those buildings and I hope one is not my daughter.

I call my daughter back, thank God I get a hold of her, and let her know the plans. I tell her to stay at her office. “Stay there until I get there. Stay put!” I swing by my house real quick. I have an idea I’m probably gonna need my father's flag. He was an army veteran who spent time in Iwo Jima. I plan on hanging it off the side of the little boat. Hopefully that will let the authorities know I’m on the home team. I run in the house and remove it from the triangle box in which I keep it and head down to the marina. My friend’s there and insists on going. We jump in and off we go.

Within minutes, a little comic relief. We need gas. Thankfully, there’s a fueling marina at Bahr’s Landing. We pull in. The young man working the pump was curious about where we are going. We fill up, he says good luck, and on our way. The radio is on. The news is still confusing but becoming clearer. Both towers have been hit. Both towers are on fire. We look at it. We see it in front of us, knowing we’re heading in.

I call my daughter. I tell her I should be there within a half hour, if we lose contact, I tell her to make her way down to the ferries evacuating people off the island. “Get to the top deck and look out to the open water. I’ll be in a small boat with grandpa‘s flag hanging off the side. Get to the top deck and wave and wave. If I see you, I’ll turn around and follow the boat back. If not, I’ll keep going.”

We’re a few miles out from the Verrazano Bridge. At this point, I think it’s going to be a dead end. I can’t imagine there won’t be police and Coast Guard closing off from that point. Suddenly, a small biplane with wings painted red and white appears. It is flying towards us but very erratically. I have no idea what that was about.

I have my daughter back on the phone. She finally arrived at her office on Wall Street. I tell her our ETA and then she feels something. The building shakes. “Dad, what was that?” I hear on the radio, which has made this whole scenario surreal. The radio has one report, my daughter has the live report, and we’re in the middle, trying to make sense of the whole thing…it’s impossible. You cannot make sense of this moment. I hear on the radio that the building collapsed, but I tell my daughter not to worry about it. It’s probably just all the trucks and everything rumbling around. I make up some nonsensical answer, and she was not in the mood to analyze anything. She was terrified.

Still no Coast Guard or police boats. We keep going under the bridge. Smoke billowing in front of us. The smell is unimaginable. It just smells like burning everything. It’s an acidic, rancid smell. Heartbreaking. Because I know what it is. We’re beginning to approach Governors Island. I tell Lenny to stay to the right, we’ll go around and then go straight towards Pier 11. So far, everything is going according to plan, a plan that is being made up as I go.

I’m looking at the smoke, the haze and everything and I’m in disbelief. My mind makes up that the tower is still there. “I can see the tower Lenny, can you see the tower?” “I can’t see it.” “It’s right there.” But it wasn’t there. It was gone. It was a pile of rubble. Confirmed by the papers, worksheets and everything flying through the air over our heads. Literally, pieces of paper. Pieces of paper that somebody sitting at their desk was working on an hour ago are now floating through the air, as well as the poor soul who was doing the work.

We’re around Governors Island and then, the inevitable. A small Coast Guard boat, that looks like a red inflatable boat, makes a B-line right for us. Machine gun mounted on the bow. I stand up on our bow and I’m frantically waving my father's flag that I’ve tied to the side of the boat. They come racing up in a no nonsense mood, helmets, guns, everything pointing right at us. They come right up next to our boat. “Where are you going?” “I’m going to pick up my daughter.” They turn, have a short conversation, I don’t know what’s gonna happen, then they turn back to me and say “Go ahead.” I could’ve fallen over.

I call my daughter again and thankfully get through and tell her head to the water. I’m coming up to Wall Street now. We head for the pier and pull up. lt’s kind of bouncy because of all the tugboats loading people on and getting them off the island. It was organized chaos but it was organized. I have so much respect for the men and women who handled that without panic. We pull up next to the pier. It’s about a 5- or 6-foot reach to the railing. I grab it. I’m holding on, ready to let go, throw my leg over the railing, and Lenny yells, “Don’t let go!” “Why? What’s the matter?” The engine died. This is great, I’m this close and I’m gonna fall in the water. I’m holding on with one hand on the boat and the other on the railing, being stretched like I’m in a torture device. Between the current and the bouncing, I don’t know how I stayed up. The longest 30 seconds of my life when he goes, “OK, OK. I got it.” I let go of the boat and climb over the side. I tell him to circle around right here. I’ll be back.

I begin to run up Wall Street. Unbelievably the first police officer I see on shore is from my hometown. He is directing people to the massive tugboats and the ferry boats getting people off of the island. He sees me and asks what I’m doing there. I explained to him that I’m going to get my daughter. He says good luck, I’ll see you at home.

Seconds later, strangely, an older lady comes up to me and says, “Excuse me, aren’t you Bobby O?” “Yes I am.” “Oh, I just love you. You are so fun to watch.” Then her son, who understood the gravity of the situation, says, “OK mom, come on, we gotta go.” I thanked her and her son and went on my way. Can’t make that stuff up.

I continued making my way up Wall Street. Incredibly, there’s my daughter coming down. It’s like a miracle. It’s a miracle in front of my eyes. I grab and hug her. We head back down to the water. We get to the water’s edge where the railing is, she looks down. Lenny has pulled up by then and she looks down and I said “Look, you gotta jump. There’s no other way, you’ve gotta jump.” It’s probably at least a 5-foot jump down to the deck to a bouncing boat with a wet bow being pushed around by the current and choppy water. She looks at me one last time, looks at the boat, and jumps. She lands and rolls but she is fine. I look around one last time at the surreal scene of I don’t even know what to call it. I jump down, hug my daughter again, sitting in our seats. We turn and head back down home. No one deserves this to happen to them.

This weekend, I am reminded of and send nothing but respect to the individuals, first responders, ferry and tug boat captains beside me, who organized amongst the chaos to help one another on a horrific day.

[Arynne Wexler @ArynneWexler]

Funny how when @ZohranKMamdani was telling New Yorkers to lower their AC his wife Rama Duwaji was boarding a flight to party in Mallorca

Reminder that I can’t tag her because she deleted her account after her insanely offensive tweets were discovered

Champagne socialists

[William Shatner @WilliamShatner]

I think you are reading into religion too much. The Torah is the word of God and the law of Judaism. Think of it like the US Constitution. It is the basic laws and tenets. The Talmud is the written opinions of scholarly Rabbis who have studied the Torah on how they interpret the laws. It’s the same as published case law interpretations of the Constitution. Now as long as you stay within the basic boundaries; a large majority is unaffected by the Talmud (the same with US law.)
It really depends upon how religious one is as to how the laws of any religion affect you. BTW, Jesus is not mentioned in the Talmud. There’s theories by zealots who think he is referred to by one name or other names but there no definitive proof. You believe what you want and grab ahold of whatever “proof” you think justifies your beliefs (or make it up) to satisfy yourself.

It’s like your friend with the andrenochrome obsession. She’s read too much into Hunter S Thompson’s book and political crazy websites who need to debase others to make themselves seem justified.
I thank you for ceasing the preaching.

[John Spencer @SpencerGuard]

Exactly. There is no genocide in Gaza, actually the opposite. Israel has taken extraordinary measures to prevent civilian harm in urban warfare, to provide aid (food, water, electricity, even vaccinating the entire population since October 7th).

[Rɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ Kᴇᴍᴘ ⋁ @COLRICHARDKEMP]

Israeli rescue teams helped save a life in Venezuela today using Israeli Xtend drones. Will Israel’s help in Venezuela even be mentioned in British mainstream media like the BBC. Judging by reporting of previous disasters it’s unlikely as it doesn’t fit their anti Israel agenda.

[Speaker Julie Menin @SpeakerMenin]

New Yorkers, we have a budget deal! 🤝

Thank you to my @NYCCouncil colleagues for their months of hard work, and to @NYCMayor for agreeing to a fiscally responsible budget that delivers for all New Yorkers at historic levels.

The Council secured more capital and expense funding than EVER before — meaning unprecedented investments in you and your family.

[Shannon Watts @shannonrwatts]

Your inability to condemn the antisemitic attacks on Sen Scott Wiener without bringing up completely unrelated legislation regarding aid to Israel is exactly why he was attacked.

[U.S. Senator John Fetterman @SenFettermanPA]

Will Democrats continue to defend Crazypants or pretend “oh, I wasn’t really paying attention”?

[Not a Good Jewish Girl✡️ @estherzelda0514]

Chuck Schumer and Scott Weiner don't have the same views of Gaza or Israel. Yet they were both heckled at "LGBTQ" events recently, and other politicians were not.

Occam's Razor, everyone. They were harassed because they were Jewish.

That is what the gay community in America apparently stands for now: alienating a gay Jew and a Jew that passed the Marriage Equality Act because of a pan-Arabist Islamic political movement that would execute them for kissing a member of the same sex.