Call It What It Is: Your ‘Resistance’ Is Just Antisemitic Bullshit

I am pissed off…

Not broken. Not bitter. Not hateful. But furious—furious at the haters, the liars, the sanctimonious cowards who parade around with their slogans and keffiyehs, drowning in their own narcissistic rage, claiming moral superiority while spewing some of the most vile, antisemitic filth this world has seen since the 1930s. And they don’t even realize it. Or worse—they do.

Let me be crystal clear: I don’t hate. That’s not my path. That’s not our path. But they hate. And oh, how they hate. With every ounce of their misinformed, God-ignoring souls. It’s not criticism. It’s not policy disagreement. It’s raw, boiling, inherited, cultural hatred. The kind that keeps wars alive. The kind that justifies murder. The kind that burns babies and blames the parents.

We’ve been told for decades to be quiet. Be polite. Be diplomatic. Be soft. Appease the haters. Reason with them. Educate them.

Enough.

Let’s drop the delusions. Hate has never achieved peace. Not once. Not in this region. Not in this world. Not in this lifetime or the next. Peace is born through truth, courage, and faith—not through Jew-hatred disguised as justice, not through lies wrapped in slogans like “liberation” or “resistance.” You don’t make peace with someone who dreams of your destruction. You make peace with someone who sees you as human.

Until the haters—yes, haters—get over their pathological obsession with Jews, this war will continue. It will continue in Gaza. It will continue in Paris, in London, in Berkeley classrooms and United Nations chambers. Because this is not about land. It’s about us. It’s about Jews existing. It’s about Israel surviving. And they can’t stand it.

Well guess what?

We’re done apologizing. We’re done explaining. We’re done playing nice with people who want us erased. We will not go to the ghetto again. We will not remain silent. And if you thought “Never Again” was just a museum slogan, you’re damn wrong. Never Again is yesterday, today, and tomorrow. It’s our truth. It’s our duty. And it’s our promise.

Let me remind the world of something inconvenient to your woke little narrative: The Jews have more moral, historical, and legal right to the Land of Israel than any other group in history. Period. End of sentence. We didn’t invade it—we were born there. Our prophets walked it. Our kings ruled it. Our blood soaked its soil long before a single mosque was even imagined. We’re not settlers. We’re the founders.

To those pushing the absurd, dysfunctional, and flat-out fabricated story of “Palestine”: your rage isn’t about justice. It’s about erasing Jews. The modern Palestinian identity, as weaponized today, is a strategic, antisemitic narrative—crafted not to build a state, but to destroy one. If it were truly about building a future, maybe there’d be elections. Maybe schools wouldn’t teach martyrdom. Maybe they’d spend foreign aid on something other than rockets and villas in Doha.

And for the record, the Muslim world has 58 countries. Trillions of dollars. Millions of square miles. They have oil, land, armies, and power. We have one tiny sliver of land—a land that was desolate before we rebuilt it, protected it, bled for it. And they want that, too?

You think your claim to Jerusalem is legitimate while you deny ours? Then you’ve never read the Old Testament. Or worse—you’ve read it and rejected it. Either way, it’s a horrible start and a disgraceful end.

But we’re still here. And we’re not leaving.

We will protect.

We will defend.

We will prosper.

Because we were chosen for this. And we accept the burden.

Israel isn’t just a country. It’s a miracle. And we’re done pretending it’s negotiable.

You don’t build peace by hating Jews. You don’t build peace by denying Israel. And you sure as hell don’t build peace by siding with those who chant “Death to the Jews” in the name of “liberation.”

Let that echo from the hills of Judea to the shores of Manhattan:

Hate will never bring peace. But we will. Through truth. Through strength. And through never, ever giving up.

Am Yisrael Chai.

Forever.

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