Will people get a bloody grip
British Jews fund 4 ambulances *for everyone* because they are lovely
Just like the 200 other lovely organisations that fund ambulances
Fund ambulances = good
Burn ambulances = evil
Get a bloody moral compass.
We’ve received many messages asking how to support our life-saving work following the devastating arson attack in Northwest London.
If you would like to help Hatzola Stamford Hill continue responding to emergencies you can donate here:
https://t.co/ULh1g97oa1
Your support at this time means more than ever.
Thank you for standing with us.
I used to volunteer for St John Ambulance, a charity with its own fleet of vehicles providing volunteer first aid services across the country.
It traces its origins back to an 11th-century hospital established in Jerusalem to care for sick and injured pilgrims.
If their fleet had been attacked I do not think we would have the same number of people asking about the premise of the organisation rather than condemning the action itself.
Chuck was an icon.
I am grateful that I was able to work with him in multiple ways over the years, from promoting fitness to sharing the screen together. He was a badass, in real life and in Hollywood.
His legend will be with us forever. My thoughts are with his family.
Japanese actor Hiroyuki Sanada spoke about the contradictions of human nature:
“Some people dream of having a swimming pool at home, while those who have one hardly ever use it. Those who have lost a loved one feel a profound sense of loss, while others often complain about their living relatives. Those without a partner long for one, while those who have one often don't appreciate it. The hungry would give anything for a meal, while the satiated complain about the taste of their food. Those without a car dream of owning one, while those who have a car are always looking for a better one.”
The key to happiness is gratitude: truly seeing and appreciating what we already have, and understanding that somewhere, someone would give anything for what we take for granted.
I love scam phone calls.
I pretend I’m an old Yorkshire lad, desperate to pay them.
My record’s an hour.
I kept putting them on hold to “check my wallet,” yelling at my cat, and asking if they could speak up because my hearing aid was acting up.
Then I spent 30 minutes reading my card details wrong… real slow.
At one point, I told them my kitchen was on fire
Great fun 😆
20 years ago, a student in England made a million dollars in five months. His setup cost was fifty dollars. His idea took two days to build. And it almost lost out to a pouch for used chewing gum.
Alex Tew was 21 years old, living at home in Wiltshire, England, and about to start a business degree at the University of Nottingham. One night he lay in bed with a notepad and tried to think of the cheapest thing he could sell a million of. He wrote down dozens of ideas. One of them was a small pouch for used chewing gum. He kept going.
Then he thought of pixels.
His idea was simple to the point of absurdity. Build a webpage with one million pixels arranged in a grid. Sell each pixel for one dollar. Buyers could place any image they wanted in their space and link it to their own website. The whole thing cost him fifty dollars to set up.
He asked his friends and family to buy the first blocks. That raised enough to hire a small press agency to send out a single press release. The press release was picked up by newspapers. The newspapers were picked up by media around the world. Within weeks companies and individuals from every corner of the internet were buying space on a page that was, by any conventional measure, completely absurd.
At its peak he was making a hundred thousand dollars in a single day.
By January 2006, one thousand pixels remained. He auctioned them on eBay. They sold for thirty-eight thousand dollars.
Total earnings: one million and thirty-seven thousand dollars. From a notepad. In five months. At age 21.
He never went back to finish his degree.
He later co-founded Calm, a meditation app now valued at over a billion dollars.
Today, the Islamic Republic hanged multiple Iranian civilians, some of whom were just teenagers.
Amnesty International? Silent.
The UN? Silent.
Human Rights Council? Silent.
The Red Cross? Silent.
Today, Somaliland warmly welcomes its water experts who returned from Israel, arriving on a chartered flight directly from Tel Aviv after completing advanced training.
#Israel#Somaliland
Happy St. Paddy’s Day, ya gobshite antisemites in Ireland (and your diaspora cheerleaders)! 🍀🖕
While you’re out there necking green beer and pretending the Rothschilds are some global cabal sucking the life out of the world, let’s take a cheeky trip down memory lane to the 1840s when your ancestors were actually dying by the million in the Potato Famine.
Baron Lionel de Rothschild—yeah, that Jewish banker you love to meme about—didn’t just write a pity cheque. The man was the absolute GOAT of famine relief:
- He personally convened the very first meetings of the British Relief Association in his own London home in January 1847.
- His firm kicked it off with a massive £1,000 donation (when Queen Victoria only coughed up £2,000).
- Under his direct leadership, the BRA raised a staggering £600,000+ (tens of millions in today’s money) from 15,000+ donors worldwide — the single largest private relief effort Ireland ever saw.
- He sat on the sub-committee that bought, shipped, and distributed food across the island, opened depots everywhere, and even sent multiple cargoes of wheat at his own personal expense.
- The group fed hundreds of thousands, ran schools, and kept bodies out of mass graves when the British government was busy exporting food and twiddling its thumbs.
More than the Sultan of Turkey, more than the Pope, more than the Choctaw Indians (who get all the cute memes), more than anyone — it was a Jew who actually saved your great-great-grannies’ arses.
So next time you’re scrolling antisemitic conspiracy garbage or blaming “the Jews” for everything, raise a glass to the one who fed your starving family when nobody else gave a fuck.
Sláinte, ya ungrateful pricks. Now go touch some grass… or better yet, touch a history book.
Your friendly neighbourhood Jew who’s still here, still thriving, and still not running the world (but happy to remind you who kept yours spinning). 🖕🍀
That’s around four million Israelis who jumped out of bed at 3:30 to seek shelter.
Easy if you have your own bomb shelter (mandatory in all new homes since the Gulf War). Not so easy if you are elderly, disabled, have kids, and need to go to a public shelter across the street.