It's funny because October 7 ended up being the most catastrophic military decision of the century.
They gave up the entire Iranian axis for just one day of raping and massacring Jewish civilians
I can’t boycott @hudabeauty for supporting the Iranian regime that is massacring people daily because I’m already boycotting her for being an antisemitic psychopath.
Der Iran tötet in 48 Stunden mehr Zivilisten als Israel in zwei Jahren Krieg im Gazastreifen. Keine Demos. Keine Luisas, keine Enissas, keine Gretas. Keine Hashtags.
No jews, no news. Die deutsche Linke ist durchsetzt von Antisemitismus.
Imagine surviving the holocaust and getting murdered 80 years later for being Jewish in Australia. Actually, you don’t have to imagine. It happened today.
This is on YOU.
On every vile person who chanted "Intifada" in the streets. On you - damned supporters of terror.
The blood of the murdered and the wounded is on your hands.
Two subhuman shooters pulled the trigger. But you are the real terrorists.
Captivity survivor Avinatan Or:
"Everything can be taken from you: your freedom, your name, your time, your body. But no one can take your mind and your humanity".
Die Aufnahmen stammen nicht von einem Fußballspiel, sondern aus dem ehrwürdigen Saal der Pariser Philharmonie. Dort haben antisemitische Aktivisten gestern das Konzert des Israel Philharmonic Orchestra unter der Leitung von Lahav Shani mit Schreien & brennenden Fackeln sabotiert.
Yossi, 655 days have passed since that cursed day, and only now has the time come to bury you with honor in the Land of Israel.
During all the time we spent together in captivity, we shared so many experiences from our travels around the world, discovered many common passions, and imagined how we would leave Gaza, return to our families, and fulfill all our dreams.
You told me about your amazing family, who later became my family too. You told me about Nira and your daughters, and you always spoke of them with such admiration. From your stories, I couldn’t wait to meet them.
You told me about your brothers, sisters, and your mother, and you promised that as soon as we returned you would bring me the famous jachnun that everyone waits for every Saturday.
But in a single moment, just as the house we were in exploded, all those dreams vanished.
That day will stay with me until my last. I will never understand why, why I am here and you are not.
The three of us sat side by side, you, Itay, and me, and now I stand in the cemetery in Be’eri where both of you are buried in the ground.
I tried everything to save you, Yossi, but it was already too late. I am so sorry.
Thank you for the time we shared, for being by my side through the hardest moments, and for holding me when I broke down. Thank you for teaching me what humility and unity truly mean.
I promise to carry forward your spirit and your path for the rest of my life.
Thank you for everything.