This story gets so much worse. Apparently this all started because police were called out for a disturbance after her husband broke their tv out of anger after finding out his brother was killed by Israel in Gaza. The husband is Palestinian. When the police were taking him into custody his wife stopped them because she wanted to accompany him and that is when the officer threw her on the ground for “interference.” The couple was cooperative with the police the entire time and yet this is how they were treated.
She delivered the baby prematurely because of the physical trauma on her body but thankfully both she and the baby survived and are in good health. She easily could have miscarried.
This entire police department should be investigated and that officer should be arrested and charged with aggravated assault.
To be clear: they’re not protesting against the sexual torture of Palestinians by Israeli authorities. They’re protesting against the NYT for reporting it.
BREAKING! US court ha suspended the US sanctions against me!
As the judge says: "Protecting the Freedom of speech is always just the public interest".
Thanks to my daughter and my husband for stepping up to defend me, and everyone who has helped so far.
Together we are One.
I join Amnesty International in condemning #Eurovision and call everyone with a conscience not to watch it.
BIG THANK YOU to the 5 countries who withdrew from the competition:
Iceland!
Ireland!
Netherlands!
Slovenia!
Spain!
Put Apartheid out of our lives.
IN PRAISE OF FRANCESCA ALBANESE
There is a question that visits me in the small hours, when sleep will not come and the mind turns over old stones. The question is this: “What would I have done in the 1930s, on the morning after Kristallnacht?"
Not what I say I would have done. Not what I hope I would have done. But what would I actually have done—when the trains began to run, when the neighbours grew quiet, when the cost of decency became the loss of everything?
Most of us, I think, would have done little. Not from malice. From fear. From the soft, creeping conviction that someone else will speak, that the situation is complex, that we must be 'reasonable'. Lest we forget, the ordinary is the extraordinary's alibi. And how we have clung to that alibi! How we still cling to it!
And then, every once in a terrible while, someone appears who does not cling. Someone who steps forward when others step back. Someone who speaks the name of the thing when everyone else is busy naming something else.
Francesca Albanese is that someone.
She stands before the world—alone, unarmed, armed only with law and language and a rare courage—and she says what the centrists will not say, what the foreign ministries will not say, what the editorial boards will not say. She says: "This is a genocide. And we are watching it happen."
Do not tell me that is hyperbole. Do not tell me the term is contested. She has not used it lightly. She has used it as a physician arrives scientifically at a diagnosis—not to wound, but to warn. Not to inflame, but to name.
And for that, they have come for her. Oh, how they have come for her. Smears. Investigations. Vicious editorials. Frozen bank accounts. Dispossession of the only apartment she had ever owned. The machinery of the respectable turned to crush her. Because the respectable cannot abide what she represents: a mirror held up to their complicity.
Let us, once again, travel back to the 1930s. Back to the few who stood up when the trains began to run laden with Jewish people.
There was Aristides de Sousa Mendes, a Portuguese consul in Bordeaux. He defied his own government. He signed thousands of visas, by hand, for hours, until his fingers bled. He saved more lives than Schindler. And he died penniless, disgraced, erased.
There was a German officer in Warsaw named Wilm Hosenfeld. He hid a Jewish pianist in the rubble. He did not save thousands. He saved one. But that one—Władysław Szpilman—carried the memory. And memory is "the only haven from which we cannot be expelled."
There was Raoul Wallenberg. There were the villagers of Le Chambon. There were the anonymous, the quiet, the furious few who said: “Not on my watch.”
Francesca Albanese is their heir. Not because she carries a gun. Not because she hides refugees in her basement. But because she does something equally dangerous in a world that has perfected the art of not seeing. She sees. And she speaks.
She does not speak as a diplomat. Thank Goodness she doesn't! Diplomats have given us the language of "there are arguments on both sides" and "restraint" and "proportionality." Diplomatic language is the perfumed grave of moral clarity. No, she speaks as a jurist. As a human being. As a woman who has looked into the abyss and refused to call it a "complex geopolitical landscape".
Edna O'Brien once described a character who "had the recklessness of those who have already lost everything worth losing." Francesca Albanese has not lost everything. She has her dignity, her office, her voice, her family. But she has calculated the cost of speaking truth to power. And she has decided that that cost is infinitely less than the cost of silence.
What is that cost? Let us name it. She has been called antisemitic—she, who stands on the ground of international law forged in the ashes of Auschwitz and the fires of Nuremberg. She has been called a conspiracy theorist—she, who cites every source, every footnote, every UN resolution. She has been called naive—she, who understands better than most the machinery of realpolitik.
These accusations are not arguments. They are the spittle of the threatened. Because Francesca Albanese threatens something very precious to the powerful: the right to commit atrocity without being named.
Friends, the 1930s did not arrive with jackboots and pogroms on day one. They arrived in small increments. With "reasonable" restrictions. With "proportional" measures. With the silence of the respectable.
We tell ourselves that we would have been different. That we would have been Sousa Mendes. That we would have been Wallenberg. But most of us, I fear, would have been the neighbours who later said, "I didn't know."
Francesca Albanese knows. And she refuses to pretend otherwise.
So let us praise her. Not with statues or awards she does not seek. But with something harder: with our own refusal to look away. With our own voices, raised in places that are safe for us but dangerous for her. With our own bodies, if it comes to that.
A brave woman, who was injured while demonstrating outside a US nuclear military base in 1982, the infamous Greenham Common, had told me that "the heart is a hunter for what it cannot have." But I say the heart is a hunter for what it will not lose. And what we will not lose is the memory of those who stood up when standing up cost everything.
Francesca Albanese is standing up now. In our time. In our name. Under our indifferent sky.
Let us stand with her.
Not tomorrow. Not when it is safe. Now.
[Extract from a speech in Athens on Sunday 3rd May 2026]
One of the most horrifying and brutal scenes ever captured on camera in modern history.
Israeli soldiers opened fire on thousands of starving Palestinians in Gaza as they ran in desperation trying to get a piece of food during the war on Gaza.
A moment the world must never forget.
An update on this, today: Lawyers have just reported that Thiago Ávila is being subjected to "repeated interrogations lasting up to eight hours".
Interrogators have explicitly threatened him, stating he will either be “killed” or “spend 100 years in jail".
Both Ávila and Saif Abukeshek are being held in total isolation, under constant high-intensity lighting. Lawyers say this is as "a known Israeli Prison Service (IPS) practice specifically designed to induce sleep deprivation and sensory disorientation."
Ávila has reported being held in extremely cold temperatures.
Both men are kept "blindfolded at all times whenever they are moved outside their cells, including during medical examinations".
The level of complicity of the @BBC in the ethnic cleansing of southern Lebanon is shocking. I am listening to their Jerusalem correspondent report that the ‘IDF are striking Hezbollah targets’ while I’m on the ground in the middle of it watching men, women and children being killed on a daily basis. My colleagues are being executed. Paramedics are being systematically murdered. All of this is happening in plain sight and the BBC correspondent here in Lebanon knows it.
May you all be put on trial for your deadly propaganda when the time comes. Shame on all of you, especially those on the ground who are too cowardly to speak out.
Brazilian 🇧🇷 Thiago de Ávila has his imprisonment extended by an 🇮🇱 ‘court’
A member of the Gaza 🇵🇸 humanitarian flotilla
Kidnapped by 🇮🇱 in international waters- 600 miles from 🇮🇱
World leaders need to accept 🇮🇱 is a pariah
Sanctions against 🇮🇱 now.
I can confirm that both Saif and Thiago have been *severely* beaten and tortured by Israeli authorities. This is not a “questioning.” It’s an extrajudicial abduction to brutalize Israel’s critics without charge — but with blessing of the United States.
You can't make this up.
It's World Press Freedom Day, and these posters are on my doorstep: "Free Press. Protect what matters to us."
The very same @eucouncil literally sanctioned me for exactly that.
This is definitely going to be my campaign poster.
The Met’s refusal to investigate war crimes committed by British nationals in the IDF is an absolute disgrace.
Meanwhile, over 3,000 people face action under terrorism laws for holding placards opposing genocide.
The Met should serve the public, not their political masters.
There has never been a more cynical sick manoeuvre than both the media AND the Police simply airbrushing the Muslim man STABBED the SAME DAY by the lunatic who stabbed two elderly Jews in Golders Green. That the @metpoliceuk should lend themselves to this is unforgivable. This is perversion of the course of justice.
VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED: Muslim woman "targeted" in horrific hit and run.
Shocking footage shows the moment a woman in a hijab in her 20s was ploughed into by a car in Abbey Wood, south London, on Sunday.
She incredibly survived the horrific collision and her condition is deemed not to be life-threatening or life-changing.
The Metropolitan Police are now looking to identify the driver and have appealed to the public for information.
No arrests have been made so far and detectives are considering "any possible motive", although locals fear a targeted attack.
On Wednesday evening, over 600 nautical miles from their own country, the Israeli Navy violently boarded our ship that was sailing with the Sumud Flotilla in international waters. The Israelis said they would shoot us if we didnt stop the boat and give them conrol. They evebtually seized 21 ships and kidnapped over 180 people.
While they kidnapped us, they physically harrrased and beat us, as they stole our phones, money, and clothes. When i asked if we were being detained and why, i was told "i dont speak English."
The Israeli Navy intercepted 21 vessels altogether, and then took us to a Frigate, which was outfitted with shipping containers where we were forced to live the past two days. Israeli forces kept us in stress positions throghout, under floodlights. They fed us once with bread. Israeli forces took away some people one by one to beat and torture them; the Israelis dislocated the shoulder of a person on my ship, beat the face of a captain to a pulp, and gave severe concussions to at least two people.
I dont have a phone or money, but this is my update for now.
I don't expect you to watch this, but it took over 4 minutes scrolling as fast as you can to reach the bottom of this list of names, mostly women and children, of Palestinians murdered by Israel.
Confronting the evil realities that Randy Fine has tried to normalize in our politics hits hard, almost cant get through making this.
I'm going to, because everyone needs to know and he must pay for his treason and complicity in murder.
This is our chance to stop him, and people like him.