Anna M

#vegan

[Drew Pavlou 🇦🇺🇺🇸🇺🇦🇹🇼 @DrewPavlou]

Today marks the 24th anniversary of the Bali Bombing - one of the most brutal jihadist massacres in modern history.

88 Australians were murdered. At least 200 people were killed overall, about 150 of whom burned to death in a hellish inferno.

Hundreds more received third degree thermal burns, with dozens receiving burns over 30–60% of their total body surface area.

The attack was deliberately engineered as a suicide double-tap. A suicide bomber detonated a small backpack device inside Paddy's Pub first, driving panicked tourists out into the street where a van sat outside the Sari Club packed with roughly a tonne of explosives. The first suicide bomb effectively herded victims into the kill zone of the second.

People in the immediate blast radius immediately disintegrated into human shrapnel. Shards of bone, teeth and skin were recovered embedded in the bodies of victims further away, and in the bamboo and timber of the building.

The bamboo structure of the Sari Club fed a raging inferno that reached temperatures that incinerated everything in its path. Witness accounts describe people clawing at the bamboo walls trying to break through. They clawed at the walls but could not scream because the inferno reached temperatures that scalded the airways with every breath. Even taking a single breath in the superheated interior of the club was enough to guarantee an excruciating death over hours - airway tissue would swell shut, suffocating victims already covered in third degree burns. Survivors who made it to the street were sometimes not recognisably human. Skin melted off in sheets, shirts and clothing melted into burns and fused with the tissue underneath.

Bodies recovered from the Sari Club's interior were almost universally unrecognisable. They typically presented as partial skeletal frames, no recognisable faces, no fingerprints, no skin, no soft tissue identifiers, no hair. Only teeth and dental work remained largely intact. Incinerated bodies and limbs carried in from outside by the blasts fused together and intermixed with structural debris, broken glass, melted plastic, twisted metal.

The AFP and Australian Society of Forensic Odontology had to work tirelessly for nearly five months to identify missing Australian victims by their teeth. That was the only way most victims could be identified. Some Indonesian and other foreign victims were never positively identified at all.

Indonesia recently released the jihadist who mixed the bombs behind the massacre after determining that he had been “rehabilitated.”

Umar Patek now owns his own coffee shop in Surabaya called Coffee RAMU 1966 with the tag line "Once, I concocted bombs, and now I concoct coffee."

If Australia was a serious country, our government would hunt down Umar Patek and take revenge against him. If an Australian did what he did against Indonesians, of course their government would demand his death. But we are sadly a cucked nation. Many mainstream Australian progressives - including Labor MPs and Ministers - campaigned against the death penalty for the Bali Bombing terrorists.

The horror, the horror.

[Anna M @Oxsanna]

@VerminusM My dad sure did!

[Jacky Pat @JackyPat2]

🚩🚩Listen to what Johnathon Conricus a former IDF spokesman has to say. The Muslim Brotherhood is coming for the West. In fact they are already inside your country. All those smiling MP’s and Mayors , they have their feet firmly under the table ….

[נועה מגיד | Noa magid @NoaMagid]

Thank you, Captain Smit Machchhar from India 🇮🇳.

Wishing you a full and speedy recovery. May you soon be back in the arms of your family, safe and well.

Thank you for your courage.

[Lior 🐝🐝 @ChaiLife613]

On September 29 and 30, 1941, 33,771 Jewish men, women and children were murdered at Babi Yar.

The day before, German authorities ordered Kyiv’s Jews to gather with their documents, money and valuables. Thousands obeyed. They were stripped of their belongings and clothing, taken to the ravine at Babi Yar and murdered by German forces with the help of local collaborators. Nearly 34,000 lives in two days.

I think about the parents holding their children close. The grandparents walking beside their families. The doctors, teachers, craftsmen and students. The children who should have grown up. The babies who had barely begun their lives.

Each had a name. Each was loved. Each had a life that mattered.

Over the past month, I have shared some of their photographs and stories through Pages of Testimony preserved by Yad Vashem. Looking into their faces makes Babi Yar feel less distant. They are not simply a number in a history book. They are people whose faces we can see, whose names we can say and whose lives we can remember. Today, I remember them. All 33,771 of them.

May their memories forever be a blessing. 🕯️

[נועה מגיד | Noa magid @NoaMagid]

I want to tell you about Rivka Ben Horin and Yossi Gross from Kibbutz Nir Oz.

About half an hour after the attack began, Rivka texted her daughter Lihi that she could hear rifle fire toward the house. The walls had already been hit. Yossi spoke to his children on the phone in a whisper, telling them what was happening.

At around 8:00, Yossi was still moving around the house, even stepping outside to smoke. Rivka kept writing to Lihi. As the terrorists drew closer, she and Yossi eventually sat silently inside the safe room, gripping the door handle with all their strength. At 9:30, Rivka wrote: "They're around us."

Then the terrorists closed in on them and forced open the safe-room door. Yossi jumped on the terrorists to protect Rivka. They brutally murdered him.

Rivka managed to write to Lihi that Yossi had been murdered. Lihi kept writing to her mother, telling her to stay down on the floor, to keep herself hidden, to hold on.

At 10:38, Rivka sent one final message: 👍 Just one small sign that she was still there. Then silence. The terrorists found her and murdered her too.

On October 18, Rivka was identified. Two days later, the family received confirmation that Yossi had also been murdered.

Imagine them, both 75, gripping the door handle as the massacre closes in. In his final moments, Yossi gives his life to protect her.

[Mor Edge Insight @MorEdge_Insight]

Tony Aguilar told the world he watched a Gazan boy die. He named him Amir. This became one of the biggest and most shocking stories on X and the global media. And it was all a LIE.

He said the child kissed his face, said thank you in English, walked back into the crowd, and took a round in the torso and another in the leg. Dead. He said it on television. He said it in freaking Congress. He said it on Tucker. X treated it like a verdict.

The boy’s actual name was Abdul Rahim Muhammad Hamden. His family calls him Abood. He was eight. Aguilar had the wrong name, the wrong death, and a fake story that didn’t match the bodycam standing next to him.

The contractor who filmed the encounter said the kiss-and-English scene never happened.

The stepmother said the child was still in the house two months after Aguilar had already buried him on air.

Then they found him. Alive. Same shirt. Same face. Moved out of Gaza with his mother because a living boy is a problem for people who needed a corpse. Hamas didn’t want that file closed. A dead child is a weapon. A child who can still speak is an inconvenience.

MSNBC eventually walked it back. Most of the accounts that ran the funeral never ran the resurrection. Astonishingly, Aguilar kept talking. He dug deeper and still told the story even after the boy was revealed alive. The lie had already done the work. It put a target on a child who had come for food and got turned into a prop.

That’s simply NOT a mistake in the fog of war. That’s a man who needed a body, fame, money, and celebrity, so he invented the body, and the media didn’t even wait to see if the grave was empty. They ran with it simply to harm Israel and the United States.

[Eyal Yakoby @EYakoby]

A compilation of the Islamic Republic mass executing their own people.

It would be a shame if this went viral.

[Anna M @Oxsanna]

https://t.co/HU6WtDkIi3

[Anna M @Oxsanna]

@sabra_the I thought some of these like Panama, Colombia, Venezuela etc now have diplomatic relations with Israel 🤷🏽‍♀️

[Eyal Yakoby @EYakoby]

They are spending billions of dollars to try and make people forget what Palestinians did on October 7th.

Never let anyone forget.

[Open Source Intel @Osint613]

Florida: A man named Duncan MacDonald films himself displaying an arsenal of weapons and saying he plans to hunt Jews because the “Austrian painter” was right.

I bet if you looked into him, you will uncover far more disturbing material.

@FBI @JamesUthmeierFL @RonDeSantis

[נועה מגיד | Noa magid @NoaMagid]

This is not a scene from a movie. This is October 7.

This is 4-year-old Negev and his six-month-old brother, Eshel.

The terrorists rocking Eshel in the stroller and holding Negev by the hand had just murdered their mother, Adi.

Negev later said:

"Bad people came into our house with drills and drilled through the whole house. They wanted to drill Eshel, but Mom wouldn’t let them. She told us to remember that she loved us more than anything in the world. And then she left."

The terrorists placed grenades around Adi’s body and left her as bait inside one of the rooms. They tied another grenade to the door handle, so whoever came looking for her would be killed too.

Then they filmed a propaganda video to show how "good" they were. They gave wounded Negev water and filmed him saying thank you in Arabic.

They had just murdered his mother in front of him.

Imagine that.

Moments later, they took Negev and Eshel to a neighbor’s house. From there, the terrorists kidnapped all three and headed toward Gaza.

On the way, Eshel cried nonstop. His crying bothered the terrorists, who thought he would become a problem later on, so they left all three by the side of the road and continued toward Gaza.

They walked back to Kibbutz Holit and survived.

The truth cannot be erased.

Don't you dare forget.

[Uri Kurlianchik @VerminusM]

Fun fact: the Venice Film Festival awarded a gold medal to Leni Riefenstahl's Nazi propaganda film "the Triumph of Will" in 1935 and the best film award to her Nazi propaganda film "Olympia" in 1938. Sadly, we don't know for how long they applauded both films.

[Anna M @Oxsanna]

@LionsOfZion_ORG Treasonous traitors.

[נועה מגיד | Noa magid @NoaMagid]

I will never forget this image.
Will you?

[Hillel Neuer @HillelNeuer]

“The U.N. today is nothing but a catwalk for dictators.”

— Garry Kasparov

[Anna M @Oxsanna]

@ScottHayes11b Welcome to the Tribe! ❤️

[Anna M @Oxsanna]

The chickens come home to roost.

[I Meme Therefore I Am 🇺🇸 @ImMeme0]

Three days ago a gunman opened fire outside Venture-N, a Tucson gay bar. Two men dead. The shooter dead. Police now call it a targeted hate crime. He had a list of LGBTQ businesses on him.

You probably even didn’t heard about it.

Because the shooter wasn’t the approved villain. He WASN’T a white Christian nationalist. He was Ousman Ceesay, 44, a Muslim immigrant born in The Gambia. He confronted two men in the parking lot and started shooting.

One of the victims was Cameron Davis Capara, a well-known local photographer and left- wing political activist who spent years documenting pro-Palestine marches, anti-ICE actions, anti-Trump, anti-fascism rallies, and anti-capitalist “No Kings” circles. The other was Vincent Anthony Siqueiros.

Both were killed where they stood.

Police didn’t rush out a mugshot package. Some coverage danced around the shooter’s background. National cameras never really showed up. No wall-to-wall specials. No Democratic officials lining up at podiums to denounce homophobia and demand action. The story dropped fast.

That’s the tell. When the facts don’t fit the script, the outrage machine stays quiet. Two men get murdered outside a gay bar, the killer leaves a target list, and the same people who never miss a chance to lecture the country about hate suddenly have nothing to say.

If that doesn’t show you how selective the media and the virtue-signal crowd really are, nothing will.

[🕎 Rifka Benjamin עַם יִשְׂרָאֵל חַי @BeerGardenCat]

Crazy Vibes @CrazyVibes_1
Sep 1

Madeline Amy Sweeney knew the plane had been hijacked.

Instead of panicking, she started gathering information. On the morning of September 11, 2001, the 35-year-old American Airlines flight attendant was working aboard Flight 11, a Boeing 767 traveling from Boston to Los Angeles.

Not long after takeoff, something was terribly wrong. The cockpit stopped responding. Passengers were being attacked.

Crew members were injured. The aircraft was no longer under the control of its pilots.

As chaos unfolded around her, Sweeney managed to connect to an American Airlines operations center using an Airfone.

On the other end was supervisor Michael Woodward. What followed would become one of the most important eyewitness accounts from inside a hijacked aircraft.

Sweeney didn't waste precious moments focusing on her own fate. Instead, she began relaying information.

Carefully. Clearly. Methodically. She described the men who had taken over the plane.

She gave their seat assignments.

She reported injuries among passengers and crew.

She explained that a passenger had been stabbed. Every detail mattered.

Even as she faced the reality that she might never leave the aircraft alive, she continued feeding information to authorities.

According to later accounts, Woodward was struck by how calm and composed she remained. Her voice was steady. Her descriptions were precise. Then she provided information that would later prove critical to investigators.

She identified Mohamed Atta as one of the hijackers and supplied details about the others involved. As Flight 11 headed toward New York City, Sweeney stayed on the line, continuing to report what she could see.

At 8:46 a.m., the plane slammed into the North Tower of the World Trade Center.

Everyone on board was killed.

Sweeney was just 35 years old.

The information she provided during those final minutes became some of the earliest and most valuable evidence available to investigators trying to understand what had happened.

She couldn't regain control of the aircraft.
She couldn't stop the hijackers.
She couldn't save herself.
But she could help others understand what was unfolding.
And she did.
Until the very end.

Madeline Sweeney left behind her husband and two young children—her son, Jack, who was four, and her daughter, Anna, who was seven.

They never saw her again.

Yet in the face of unimaginable circumstances, she chose to remain focused, courageous, and selfless. Trapped aboard a hijacked plane with no way out, Madeline Amy Sweeney spent her final moments ensuring that the world would know exactly who had taken control of Flight 11—and what was happening inside it.