I jolted up out of bed on Saturday morning at 2:22am. I didn’t know why. But sometimes dates remind you of when time stopped, and all of a sudden you are back there, three years ago. Shabbat. Everything is on fire. Alerts are coming in. Information is spilling over. Horror is mounting. More of it and more of it. And that’s before you know that the world is not going to see so plainly the truth of what you are witnessing with your own eyes and ears. And slowly but surely it will turn from you, even erase you, and you will find yourself driven into exile. I don’t know what to say today. What words are there. It’s three years since October 7. I can tell you what I notice, and I do so while transparently telling you that my nervous system is holding on by a thread. I have noticed that the distance between 2023 and 2026 is enormous and it absolutely terrifies me. The distance between the dead and the living. The distance between the vocal and the silent. The distance between the truth and the lies. The distance between what was and what is. The distance between who we were and who we are, who stands next to us, and who is just… gone. The distance between us. All of us. It is so huge, and I am so scared by it. My heart never stopped cherishing the life I built. The people who were in it have become so unknowable. _Were_ in it. I hate the past tense. I don’t know where it leaves me. It leaves me in the present, and the present doesn’t feel real. The present feels extremely uncomfortable. The present feels punitive. The present feels like a jail sentence for a false accusation. It certainly doesn’t feel like the future. I hope it’s not the future. We are on an island, and nobody next to us is sending a boat. I don’t want to be an island. What is my purpose this October 7? There are no hostages to return. There are still hate marches to protest. There are vigils to attend. Yet, largely we now sit in the history of this day. It is history now. And for the first time I have no idea what to do with my trauma. The scale of just the day itself is something the world around us has been incapable of acknowledging. Never mind, every day since. How many people will acknowledge it, beyond the private realm of our phones, if that. How many people will stand in the world and say - it’s time I simply acknowledged. Ever since October 7, life is a broken jigsaw and the missing pieces are irreplaceable. Home doesn’t feel like home anymore. The picture is incomplete. The line between reality and fiction is distorted. The brokenness becomes more permanent. All of our lives changed forever on October 7. I will never be the same again. Our duty is to keep speaking about what we witnessed. Why? Because before a single Hamas militant set foot in Israel that morning, the whole world was already taken hostage by a story that would erase the truth. We have been losing the war of truth. We have been losing our friends and our family. We must fight back for everything we lost because that is the only way that justice will prevail. I will never stop fighting to reclaim what was lost. For my own survival. For our survival. For a better world. I am so sorry for everyone’s loss and pain. I am sitting in it with you. And I still want to forgive everyone who could not meet this moment, who had to turn away, who could not withstand the monster-ing of the Jews because my heart never stopped loving the people I will love till the day I die. They are so near, and they are so far. What I wouldn’t do to just say _are you still there?_ What words are there? The ones of defiance. Am Yisrael Chai. The people of Israel live. We live despite the sophistication of the misinformation that wrapped the Western world in a choke hold. I am praying with all of you that some day we can put our lives back together, so that the future can breathe. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year._

Did you hear about yesterday’s “altercation between pilots”? Or perhaps you heard about a “clash in the cockpit”? Yesterday 174 passengers on a FlyDubai journey from Dubai to Tel Aviv survived an alleged attempt to crash the aircraft by an Omani co-pilot who - sources reveal - is a religious extremist, who “refuses to shake hands with women”. The distress code for unlawful interference was given on flight FZ1073 when said co-pilot stabbed Indian pilot Smit Machchhar with a knife. Pilot Smit managed to fight the hijacker off and opened the cockpit door. One bold Israeli passenger – Yaniv Hayun, a plumber – then entered the cockpit and wrestled the hijacker, putting him a chokehold and subduing him with in-flight headphone cords and charging cables. Hayun then - with zero pilot training - pulled back the levers to level the aircraft, after a terrifying near 14,000 feet plummet in less than a minute. (He later told Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu that he knew what to do because he watches a TV show called****_Air Crash Investigation_)**.** Pilot Smit (below), who was stabbed in the head and hands, was attended to by an Israeli dentist on-board who was traveling home from China. According to sources, he saved Pilot Smit’s life by mere moments. Then two off-duty Israeli pilots traveling as passengers safely landed the plane in Saudi Arabia. All 174 passengers later landed in Tel Aviv safely. (Just as well their pit-stop was in Saudi Arabia where they were medically tended to by Saudi Muslims, and not say - the Netherlands - where they’d have to give up all their dried figs from Judea and Samaria and denounce their Zionism to the Dutch before being able to board another plane home - see more below). Israeli officials have described this as a Jihadist terror attack while investigations are ongoing. Some commentators dramatized it as a would-be 9/11-style attack, whereas some leading Western media outlets are playing a much more dangerous game where the language has suddenly become gutless - or perhaps bloodless. As facts are still developing on this story, caution has become the highest journalistic value. Suddenly. And yet, how many apologies has the BBC made, for instance, after making mistakes during the Gaza war because that same caution wasn’t exercised? Israeli President Herzog is recommending the four Israelis for Israel’s Presidential Award for Civilian Heroism while Netanyahu has poured praise on Indian pilot Smit. This isn’t just a story about Israeli self-congratulation. The headlines came in. _New York Times_ > Breaking news: A plane flying from Dubai to Israel was diverted after an altercation between the pilot and co-pilot, Israeli officials said. The _BBC_ > Israel-bound flight diverted after fight between pilots You’d think that an arm-wrestling competition had got a little out of hand mid-flight. Nothing to see here. Moving on. A dramatic hijacking, if not a heroically stopped terrorist attack, had just occurred and Israeli civilians saved the day, but Western media didn’t want anyone to consume the information with that tone. Even the Indian pilot was minimized by proxy. His heroism too required air quotes. The usual conspiracy theories poured out over social media. Claims of a false flag story. A total fabrication. A plant to secure a Benjamin Netanyahu/Likud victory during the forthcoming Israeli elections at the end of the month. This from “the leftist lawyer” whomever she may be won the prize for most indoctrinated. The runner-up prize, however, belongs to Ayoub Khan, a British MP. Today he cast severe suspicion on the “speed” of Israel’s investigation into the downplayed “incident”. “I smell a rat,” said Khan. Interesting use of words. The independent MP for Birmingham has supported the popular Gaza narrative for the last three years, and went as far as to call for UN-led and British forces intervention against Israel. Once more, yesterday gave a clear example of the media applying excessive scrutiny to a story that makes Israel (Israeli civilians, no less, not government officials) look nothing short of heroic, while applying next to nil of that scrutiny when it has reported with absolute certainty for three solid years that there is a “genocide” in Gaza at the hands of Israel. You do see the asymmetry, yes? (Sidenote: always fly with a few Israelis in tow). The jokes wrote themselves. Twitter user Noam Blum jibed: “Thousands dead after two single-vehicle accidents at the World Trade Center.” While Ben Shapiro wrote: > NYT: “An altercation between OJ Simpson and his ex-wife occurred.” Hijacking aside, airspace appears to be increasingly more obstacle-ridden for Israelis. This week, Dutch customs announced that no passenger on a flight from Tel Aviv to the Netherlands can be bringing with them goods from legitimately Israeli villages in Judea and Samaria (or - the West Bank - as it’s known to colonizers), East Jerusalem or the Golan Heights. All passengers will be searched for kabbalah strings and Golan wine. (What about the Israeli _people_ from these villages? Are they also _haram?_ I digress). Those not adhering can receive a six year prison sentence. Straight to jail and no stop at the Anne Frank House. While the BBC exercised excessive caution in their framing of the FlyDubai tale, they are currently conducting an urgent review after it has emerged that 53 people it previously reported as “journalists” killed in Gaza have since been claimed as terrorists by Hamas and other terrorist organizations. As I have been asking in recent pieces, was the BBC’s - and other leading outlets’ reporting from Gaza ever verified? Did it bear an equal standard of proof in the process as, say, stories that might make the Jewish nation look less than “genocidal”? As Israeli civilians overcame the terror in the skies, Western governments appear to be failing to do their bit on the ground. The most alarming story broke out of the UK this weekend as _The Sunday Times_ of London published an exclusive about a Hamas militant who managed to be granted asylum in the UK. A prior security guard to senior Hamas leader Ismail Haniyeh later received British citizenship despite his reported associations, and is currently facing extradition to Germany because he was part of a group whose pre-planned terror attack targeting Jews in Europe on the second anniversary of October 7 was foiled. Dubbed “Mr X”, the Jihadist had been granted 100 years of anonymity. Following a legal challenge by _The Sunday Times_ , the duration of this order was amended, meaning Mr X can be named once his UK criminal proceedings are finalized. He is currently in UK custody facing terror-related charges. Now let’s be clear. You can protect concepts like asylum and open borders _and_ still demand that our systems are protected from exploitation by terrorist organizations who take Western compassion for weakness. This isn’t about one man slipping through the system; but what exactly the UK government failed to understand. Asylum is a generous premise in which free societies offer protection to people escaping persecution. It’s an amazing achievement of civilization. But can the UK government distinguish between Palestinians fleeing Hamas, and Palestinians who _are_ Hamas? Borderless societies are even more generous. Freedom of movement and the enjoyment of fundamental rights regardless of where one comes from is a wonderful concept, but only works in practice if those safeguarding it understand how vulnerable it is to exploitation when authorities exhibit treacherous naivety about who is allowed to benefit. The assumption that migrants will respect the values of our societies as they are extended to them can no longer hold. Why did we stop focusing on reciprocity? The UK proscribed Hamas as a terrorist organization in full as part of the Terrorism Act in 2021. However, does the UK _understand_ Hamas? How does someone who is part of that organization become a citizen? Does the UK understand that it’s not just people who move. It’s ideologies. It’s organizations. It’s networks. It’s money. And that if a Hamas militant leaves Gaza, their ideas don’t evaporate when they arrive in Britain. In fact, those ideas are being exported in. The lens of victimhood may apply to Palestinians in Gaza who are - indeed - victimized by Hamas, but how can it possibly apply to the perpetrators? This isn’t a fault of having excessive compassion, but a greenness about how exploitable that compassion is by those who are utterly devoid of compassion. This is about how exploitable our freedoms are by those who don’t believe in freedom at all. There is a lack of suspicion by governments and by media about Israel’s enemies, and a conversely almost fanatical suspicion (or aversion) about Diasporic Jews and Israel. I don’t even wish for it to be the other way around. Merely balanced. Perhaps it could not be exclusively about the children of Gaza, but rather the children of the West, too? As the third anniversary of October 7 looms, the question of how much damage these double standards have done will be at the forefront of my mind. The story of FlyDubai wasn’t one about governments. It was a story about people. Ordinary people. The instinct by the media to minimize an act of violence is, uh, _clashing_ with the same media’s instinct to report with certainty on huge claims about Israel. When we ask - _why does the media hate Israel?_ - people assume hysteria. Is it hysterical to ask why the burden of proof changes depending on what the facts might reveal? On October 7, 2026 I won’t be focusing on what the West believes about Israel. I’ll be focusing on how the West came to believe these things. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

It is time to stand up

Are we finally allowed to question the Gaza narrative?

Ed Sheeran and the Price of Dissent

and what were they so sure of?

An odd intellectual contortion is happening in the music industry this week. Macklemore used someone else’s platform at Met Life when he turned his opportunity into a political intervention. But the person who built that platform, Ed Sheeran, couldn’t withstand it, commercially. Even though Sheeran effectively threw the Jew under the bus in his Instagram statement about his current tour, saying that the decision to can Macklemore was venue owner Robert Kraft’s (cue all the “Epstein class” comments by the academically challenged), ultimately Sheeran made a business decision to take Macklemore off the tour. Sheeran has a globe-trotting success to protect. Macklemore was threatening it. Sheeran is far from my cup of tea, but that being said I acknowledge the fact that he’s huge. People who buy tickets to his shows pay a lot of money to hear him, and to escape the pressures and the noise of the external world for a few hours. The evening is supposed to be one of escape. Sheeran isn’t putting on Lilith Fair, he’s doing a pop show. His support act, however, had delusions of Public Enemy at Madison Square Gardens, and took his invitation as a Trojan Horse moment. Macklemore hijacked Sheeran’s platform for his own vainglorious activism _._ Sheeran’s ensuing statement became an awkward exercise in using many, many words to try to avoid accountability, but he did say that he aims to keep politics out of his concerts. I don’t believe he has refused to take sides, although in terms of PR he certainly has masked that he has a side. That is a smart commercial decision. Throwing the venue owner who is Jewish to the dogs was a red flag. That said, it’s remarkable that a statement refusing to “take sides” rendered Sheeran the villain. Macklemore’s subsequent days-long assault on Sheeran has become a strange mirror to the ideological tactics of terror organizations like Hamas or the Islamic Republic of Iran. Terror groups are not builders, unless we are talking underground terror tunnels. They are destroyers. The Gazans who committed the atrocities of October 7 slaughtered their own neighbors who provided them safe crossing and better pay for years. The Western pro Pals are the same. They are leeches who glom onto projects and people that Jews and our allies have nurtured and built. Then they either burn them down or slowly kill them like a cancer. I’m not saying Macklemore hasn’t built anything. He has. But he had no qualms about attempting to tear down everything his far more successful peer has built. The progressive mob that screams the loudest through the halls of the morally confused music industry are having a tantrum over Macklemore’s “free speech”. Suddenly they have discovered it. So too have every other support act, including Sheeran’s own house band, who have evicted themselves from the rest of the tour in a show of “solidarity” with Macklemore. It’s almost comical how anti-capitalist they have become. Will we now be seeing Finneas busking on Venice Beach? The inconsistency is that these artists and fans have spent years celebrating and promoting boycotts of other artists. Other artists had to accept that there were consequences for their speech, but because their speech wasn’t fashionable or trendy, there was no conversation. Surely the principle “artists must not be silenced when they speak up for the oppressed” (Finneas) must apply, even if we disagree? In 2021, banjo player Winston Marshall was cancelled for reading a book. And yet none of the thousands of music industry virtue signalers who came out for Macklemore took his side. In fact, they metaphorically joined in his crucifixion, as they did mine a year earlier. And those were both “free speech” examples, and did not withstand a commercial test. In fact, Marshall’s former band Mumford & Sons have not matched the commercial heights of their peak since he left in June of that year. When it was Roisin Murphy who was cancelled for making a Facebook post about how children shouldn’t be on hormone blockers in 2023, none of the thousands of music industry virtue signalers who came out for Macklemore took her side either. They also joined in her pile-on. Again, that was a moment to reflect upon the consequences of speech. Yet where were the Instagram essays about the revolutionary importance of artistic freedom for Roisin? Macklemore didn’t just say “Free Palestine”. He put on a show that one could argue constituted incitement. That show happened inside a venue on a stage with thousands of disgruntled paying customers. His is a commercial issue, and he is free to make as many social media posts in perpetuity, as he wants. In fact, he is doing just that. As is Finneas. As is Lukas Graham. As are the other ones I have not even heard of. As are all the joiners-in and hangers-on. Even 90s band Garbage got in on it (Annie Lennox left a comment longer than anything she’s done in music in - yes - decades). Greta Thunberg posted “slay” on Finneas’s post. That fully captures the intellectual depth of this, doesn’t it? Many aggrieved music industry hacks are joining the bandwagon, seeking to blame their problems on the “Jewish billionaires who control America” while projecting their perceived victimhood onto Palestinians they couldn’t care less about. I left a comment on Finneas’s post, in which the performance has become the performance. It is now evident that swathes of the music industry are confidently convinced that there’s unquestionably a “genocide” in Gaza. One that, in fact, the UN’s top judicial organ (the International Court of Justice) has not yet issued a final ruling on. As they bully and pressurize each other from the comfort of their keyboards, it is: stand with our hate cult, or else you are endorsing our definition of “genocide”. The purge of the Zionists is short-sighted too. Being a Zionist is not in any way an anti-Palestinian position. “Free Palestine” however is always an anti-Israel one. And let’s just substantiate our cabal’s meeting here with a little fact about the First Amendment. Free speech means you have the freedom to speak. It does not mean that someone or somebody owes you their stage, or their festival, or their publication, or their brand, or their venue, or their money. That’s not free speech. That’s business. Then there is the transformation of public shaming into morality. The incessant need for the pro Palestine cult to document every follow and unfollow on social media by public and private individuals. They think this is activism. It’s not. It’s proof of social ostracizing and expulsion, and it’s not something to show off about. There is a sinister ecosystem of peer pressure that hundreds of artists, managers, venues, festivals, publications, journalists, and fans participate in, recording who did what and when. The propensity to make leaps happens regularly, which makes sense given how to prone to conspiracy the ideologically captured have become. For instance, this was actress Elizabeth Banks’ Instagram feed after she sat next to Pink at the US Open last weekend. If Banks were a coward, her next steps would be to unfollow Pink, pretend they never met/were never friends, then make up a story that Pink in fact stalked her to the US Open. However, I believe Banks is made of stronger stuff. This is increasingly how the purge of Jews works in the 2020s… A Jew exists in the world, succeeding, building relationships, doing good work, making people happy, etc. Then others arrive claiming “antizionism” as a moral cause, while libeling and defaming the Jew and pressuring the Jews’ friends and family to exclude them. Others are persuaded to participate. The Jew is pushed out. Their relationships, opportunities and social world are disrupted. Then comes the karmic part. The ones who engineered the purge appropriate the Jew’s work, connections and industry nous before making a mess of what they inherited. Eventually, the people who were persuaded to participate realize what they helped destroy. They become depressed by their own worsened state. The lesson is not just that Jews are being robbed in broad daylight. It is that the robbery can be made to look virtuous. That virtue was only ever self-serving and inevitably always combusts. What’s happened to Macklemore, _et al_ , has nothing to do with “silencing”. I am not a fan of cancel culture in general. I think the question shouldn’t be about Macklemore. It should be about the people who pay to come to the concert. What does an inclusive concert look like when Jews are sitting in the audience? I would ask Finneas and Lukas Graham and Sheeran’s house band the following (while they have free time presumably from pulling out of this tour): would you defend any artist who used the stage at a major concert to display materials that made another minority in the audience feel targeted? That is what they should sit with. This isn’t about who is and is not being allowed to “speak”. This is about who is willing to do business with whom, under what conditions and at what commercial cost. It’s not the same, and once we stop pretending it’s the same we can have a grown-up conversation. This is a marketplace where promoters decide what performer is commercially compatible with a tour, venues decide whether it wants to platform political controversies, artists decide what their principles are and act accordingly and audiences decide what tickets to buy. Journalists are then free to comment, and everyone has a say. No free speech was murdered in the making of this process. The irony is that the people congratulating themselves for discovering how much, uh, _power_ they’ve acquired in their perceived take down of one of the world’s biggest pop stars, are giving away the game. This _is_ about power, it’s not about censorship. It’s about access and platforms. It’s about audiences and social status. Nothing wrong with that, but it’s not activism, and it’s not virtue. (Sidenote: Sheeran is continuing his tour this evening, and the show goes on minus the support acts, and his band who he barely needs, so any celebrations were perhaps premature). Thankfully, many venue owners don’t want to host Jew hate festivals. The consequences of failing to meet market requirements as regards putting on a large concert without making it a Jew hate festival do not amount to “silencing”. That’s not a sophisticated argument. All of Ed Sheeran’s acts past and present are free to talk all they want. Finneas can speak. Lukas Graham can speak. Garbage can speak. Doesn’t change the fact that the market rejected this shitshow. Macklemore too can still speak. In fact, he can speak to the 300,000 new Instagram followers he gained in less than 24 hours. Muslim Brotherhood will be most pleased. Sheeran, however, is now finding out what it’s like to be a Jew in 2026. Time will tell if the support acts have rendered themselves a commercial liability over their keffiyeh waving. They may well be burning down their biggest platforms. To that I say: jolly good work, comrades. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

The dangerous things I think out loud

Rosh Hashanah, and the concept of Return

The dangerous things I think out loud

On choice, Jewish survival, and the courage to speak when silence is easier.

The worst part about Gloria Steinem’s death is the current state of feminism. The fallacy of whatever this wave of feminism is. A feminism that has given women’s rights away for free. Women’s rights sold to Jihadists, to predatory men in women’s prisons and changing rooms, to women who have suddenly fallen for a social contagion that demands they remove their breasts for a performative joy that can never be worth the price, to the legislators who overturned _Roe v Wade_. A feminism that ignores the threat of open borders and unlawful migration. A feminism that denies the horrors of October 7. A feminism that refuses to grapple honestly with the trans colonization of sex equality. Gloria Steinem was one of the most important feminists to ever live – and did so with unrelenting purpose until the age of 92. Born in Ohio, she was a journalist and activist who became a trailblazer feminist during the second wave of the 1960s and 70s. She famously went undercover at The New York Playboy Club for _Show_ magazine to expose Hugh Hefner’s sexploitation, before she co-founded _Ms Magazine_ in 1971 - the first mainstream publication to deal with women’s rights head-on via the female perspective. She launched major advocacy groups, fought for women’s reproductive rights and equality, and later joined arms with climate change activists and LGBTQ+ rights leaders. She widened the coalition, but critically that coalition later treated sex as negotiable. I’d like to thank her for being one of the first prominent women to sign a statement [here] condemning Hamas’s use of sexual violence on October 7, in particular, alongside Sheryl Sandberg, Professor Catharine MacKinnon, Ashley Judd and Diane Von Furstenberg. > _“We bear witness to the mountain of evidence that Hamas and other terrorist groups used rape as a weapon of war against Israeli women and girls; and we demand accountability for crimes that must never be tolerated by the world community. Most of all, we stand with the victims of gender-based atrocities, with the survivors and with those who did not survive, and we raise our voices in solidarity with them.”_ October is also America’s month for Domestic Violence Awareness, and so it’s impossible for me to ignore how meaningful it was that Steinem signed an open letter to condemn the public shaming of Amber Heard in 2022, when it felt like the entire world was laughing. For everything –glorious Gloria – thank you. Today instead of just thinking about Steinem’s legacy, I am wondering where we are left standing. Feminism’s failure breaks me. Steinem lived to see so much of her work undone. Particularly this concept of “sisterhood”, which is now abused by fake feminists in order to exploit women in desperate need. The tears I shed today are not just for all we’ve gone backwards on. They are for the women I have done everything to try and help who have been deceived by women who have no right to call themselves “feminists”. When I spoke up against a grave miscarriage of justice four years ago, very few feminists followed. I learned just how perverted the industry of feminism had become. I had once trusted many brands of feminists who were not who they said they were. At the center of arguably one of the most public pile-ons of a female complainant in modern memory, the plausible deniability is strong with those who rely on a notion that nobody stands to gain from speaking up for a woman suffering a great public ordeal. Yet, the terrible reality is that bad actors do see personal opportunity, while they pretend to care, feign to help, and come armed with their own agendas. I am still sick over those who prey on a very desperate type of vulnerability. The DARVO and manipulation by women of female victims. The subsequent devastation of bonds that should never ever _ever_ have been broken. The pain of it. I wish I had words to describe the ripping apart of something so delicate and precious, like a pack of wolves tearing through the very essence of sisterhood; something I have fought with every single muscle in my body to protect. I would do anything to repair it. I still don’t know how. Some days I don’t know what to do, except keep doing what I’ve always done. For I am a feminist who stood up against a mob because it was right, and for no other reason, despite what fantastical claims my detractors come up with. I am a feminist who stood in the fields of Re’im after the Nova massacre and clutched my chest at the sight of the barren trees where women were gang-raped and shot in the head. And I was defamed a racist, a “genocidal baby killer”, a “Zio bitch” for observing, for honoring, for acknowledging. I was libeled as instigating a “smear campaign” for publicly condemning a so-called feminist for advocating for an infamous alleged rapist. Like so many others, I have been excluded for my views on trans rights, because I see through a bullying, hateful propagandist movement that shows its true colors this week in the wake of the Maureen Lipman boycott in the London theater circuit. Lipman, who is a true feminist, defended herself in the _Telegraph_ yesterday, before yet another trans activist pulled out of her forthcoming show: > “There are a lot of Jewish actors who won’t speak up for Israel. They keep quiet. That is up to them. But I will not countenance juvenile, immature posturing. Why didn’t Mr McCarthy just say he had a hernia if he really could not face working with me? Why did he have to release a lengthy, moralising statement attacking views I have “publicly and repeatedly” expressed? I will not be bullied, nor will I allow anybody to tell me what to think. If that affects their ability to work with me, as opposed to convert me to their point of view, then they are lily-livered… Let’s behave as actors who believe in free speech and free thought, rather than engage in a new McCarthyism.” I wrote previously about this drama here. “Values don’t align” comes the explanation of trans activist number two. But do Trans Rights Activists have any values besides “me me me”? They don’t seem to care about anyone or anything else, especially not feminism. That part Steinem got wrong. Steinem eventually bowed down to some of the TRA talking points after her initial years of rightful skepticism, adjusting her tune. In 1977 she asked whether, if the shoe doesn’t fit, we must change the foot. In 2013 she took it back: transition was authentic, “not questioned,” and medical decisions belonged to the individual alone. She never advocated for self-ID in law, or for men to play in women’s sports. Yet she still enabled. She walked back her 1977 warning about changing the body to fit the role, signed a letter that called trans girls “girls”, and treated single-sex recreation as a barrier to be removed. She supplied the moral permission, but not the specific policy. Here is what we must confront about the Trans Rights Activists. Indeed _all_ of the fraudulent feminist organizations, figureheads and causes who now spit in the face of Steinem’s decades-long advocacy. Forget the theater, the boycott _is_ the performance. It is the career move. The boycott is the entire point. These activists begin as Average Joes who were nothing without the movement, and the posturing. They corrupt everything around them. They remove all that they perceive as a “threat” – something they can’t compete with. They eviscerate because they can’t win otherwise. They have targeted Jews, women, lesbians and traditional liberals, not The Patriarchy. They are anything _but_ harmless and victimized; that perception is how they advance themselves. They are controlling and abusive. They establish cult rules the instant they get a fingernail in the door. If you have ever been impacted, you understand the silent harm. Your life becomes a chess piece in their own narcissism, and those around you will believe them to be your victim. I don’t for a moment believe that women no longer need sisterhood. We need it more than ever. I made a promise that we could rebuild that sisterhood, and I have not forgotten that promise. Women’s rights are not given. They must be fought for. And they are always - always - being negotiated away. In order to survive, we must be honest about who is doing the negotiating. For those women, are not – and can never be – our sisters. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

They’re never uncomfortable being in the room with you at the beginning. At that point they’re not your victim yet. They’re so pleased to meet you, and have heard lots of great things. In other words, your reputation precedes you, they’re nobody and they’d like some of what you have: your friends, your partner, your family, your job, your gigs, your entire fucking personality. This is before they make attempts to usurp you, oust you from your social circle, steal your projects from you, report you to your employers, or spread nonsense about you in places they think you’ll never find. At that point, they become uncomfortable being in the room with you. They remove you from your own life, and make it so they can never be confronted by you. A story broke before the weekend about an Irish nothing actor who pulled out of a short theater run at the Soho Theater in London. He was to continue starring in _Right_ _Before I Go,_ which enjoyed a week or two at the Edinburgh Fringe this August _._ And yet, when Maureen Lipman was announced as his new co-star, he pulled out, and released this statement for he was now a victim of discomfort: > “Following the announcement that Dame Maureen Lipman would be joining the company, I privately explained that, because of views she has publicly and repeatedly expressed regarding Israel and Palestine, I did not feel comfortable personally promoting her involvement.” The most damning thing about antizionist racist Gerard McCarthy (again - _who?_) is that he seemed to once be a fan of _Dame_ Maureen Lipman; or at least shameless enough in his grift to use her to advance his career. Lipman is a decades-deep successful British thespian. National treasure status is not an exaggeration. Comparatively no one has ever heard of Belfast sometime soap opera actor McCarthy (I haven’t seen _Hollyoaks_ since before 9/11), which is usually the case in these scenarios. The only place anyone ever hears of these self-identifying non-binary provincials is in their own heads. Why are so many of them Northern Irish? Earlier this summer, McCarthy attended the industry-studded press night for Lipman’s new play _Allegra_. Lipman was the lead. She was still a Zionist then. Weird how McCarthy had no issue attending the performance (on July 9, only seven weeks ago) beneath the radar where, after years of relatively little work, he could presumably network and introduce himself – or themselves (_sic)?_ According to _PinkNews_ , McCarthy acquired they/them pronouns in 2022 when he “bravely” came out at the age of 41 with the statement: “I’m just me!”. Brave? By 2022, they/them was positively mainstream. Gay men, lesbian women and remarkably hoards of straight people had already decided they have multiple personality disorder, and/or suddenly had an urge to get surgery after decades of high functionality with zero medical reports of body dysphoria. It was far more “brave” to be aligned with your birth certificate in 2022. Alas “I did not feel comfortable”, said the northern Irish pro Palestine non-binary trans rights activist about the established Jewish woman who he was happy to use for as long as it took him to get his foot back in the door before this desperately empty virtue-signalling performance. These stories are so intensely on the nose for all of us who have been experiencing this _en masse_ for years. There is not a single lesbian who has not been pushed out of the “queer” space for a lack of fascistic ideological capture. (Pause and dream with me for a moment about how much great art and comedy and writing and theater and film and music will exist again after the Trans Rights And Rape Is Definitely Resistance Activists are given the boot…) McCarthy is not uncomfortable with Lipman, really. He’s uncomfortable with the truth. The truth is, he hasn’t achieved a fraction of what Lipman had at his age. By the age of 45 (ie in 1991), Lipman**** had already established herself as one of Britain’s most versatile and beloved cultural icons. Rather than sticking to a single lane, she achieved massive success across theatre, television, mainstream film, literature, even advertizing. Without the protest, the pronouns and the fake outrage sloganeering, these people are zilch, and if the Jason Arday scandal has indicated anything, it’s that more of them are about to be reminded of the truth (note: not _their_ truth) the hard way. Over the weekend, these puritanical imbeciles decided to banish local lesbian Tanya Tsikanovsky who is running for West Hollywood city council this fall from the only lesbian bar in the zip code. Tsikanovsky is a Zionist, and is quintessentially gay. She won’t mind me asking you to confirm the facts by just looking at her. She’s the dyke next to me with the aviators. [Tsikanovsky and I at Pride in Tel Aviv, June 2026] Being a dyke, and running for West Hollywood, there was none more obvious place for Tanya to hold an event than the _only_ lesbian bar Sweet Water. However, within three minutes (180 seconds) of the announcement of the upcoming event, Tanya was contacted by the bar’s owner to inform her that she was pulling it from the calendar due to an overwhelming number of negative comments on social media. Tanya rightfully went to the press, and blew the story up, citing that she didn’t blame Sweet Water for the decision, expressing empathy for them as a small business, but that she was going to call out the blatant Jew hatred of the bar’s clientele who ran her out of the venue with their hate speech. Not only did their speech focus on Tanya’s support for Trump in the 2024 election (after being a life-long Democrat, and literally working on Hilary Clinton’s campaign team); they were overwhelmingly upset that Tanya is a Zionist. What happened next? Last night, the owner uploaded a video to Sweet Water’s Instagram denying the antisemitism, and insisting that Tanya is free to come to the bar in her own time whenever, but going forward Sweet Water asks that everyone “leaves their politics at the door.” To that I call bullshit. Watch: The owner makes some pathetic assertions. The crown jewel is her speech about the space needing to be filled with love and safety for all. She ignores the reality that these spaces are inherently radicalized. Not just political; politically extreme and radical. This is a result of the “queering” of the LGBT community, which I’ve written about extensively on Blacklisted. True inclusiveness welcomes all regardless of political opinions. We know that Sweet Water will not police politics in the venue. The policing only goes in one direction. The community will be protected from any intellectual challenge. There is no sudden ban on the wearing of keffiyehs, or ACLU t-shirts, or Amnesty International badges. “Love” is not tolerating people’s delusions or cushioning life so that we never question beliefs that are shoved down our throats. This exclusion is dangerous to the whole community when extremism is protected under the guise of tolerance. The owner admits she witnessed the vitriol on her side of the aisle, and she decided that instead of confronting the hate and inviting the event to go ahead regardless, to provide the detractors the opportunity to hear from Tanya directly, that no such opportunity could exist. Where is the humanity in that? Humanity is diverse of mind, of thought, of reason. Humanity is the ability to debate ideas in a free society. Sweet Water chose the coward’s way out. Do these queer non-binary pricks ever think about how narrow their worldview has become in the ten years they’ve spent ensuring nobody who veers even one degree from their gobshite propagandist perspective can speak a word to them? Aren’t they at all curious as to why a lifelong Democrat-voting Dyke felt no other choice but to vote for Donald Trump in 2024? Don’t they want to understand why - say - all of my gay and lesbian Persian friends voted for Trump and stand for Israel? They are first generation Americans whose parents fled persecution, and they have kicked the door down to be out and proud in their own conservative communities. Now they’re being labelled fascists and bigots by privileged straight people who identify as “queer” and they’re banned from what were once inclusive LGBT spaces. Many of us supported Trump’s election in 2024 (I cannot vote, to clarify) because we wanted to see the release of the Israeli hostages. One of those hostages, Emily Damari, is a lesbian, who had to hide her identity while in captivity. She was liberated from Hamas’s hell tunnels the day of Trump’s inauguration. This weekend, Emily celebrated her marriage to her wife (_mazel tov_) Danielle Amit in a Tel Aviv ceremony. Yet, Emily and Danielle are Zionists. They are not welcome in Western “queer” spaces. The “queers” are the flat-earthers, and they will resist every warning because they feel “uncomfortable” being in the same room as any and all of us with the freedom to think for ourselves. I tell you, they’re going to feel mighty uncomfortable when they find out that the Jihadists who they voted in are plotting to blow them up. Zohran, dying is when you pass away from disease or natural causes. Does anyone know why so many people who worked at the Twin Towers weirdly passed away that morning? Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

This is culture. This culture doesn’t care to be what anyone wants to bully it into being. It doesn’t care if you’re gonna like its opinions or what it’s gonna say or wear – or how. This is what we don’t nurture any more in a world where moral puritans keep destroying everything wonderful and unifying about life. I’ve tried to stay away from appraisals of Dolly for the last few days, mainly because I don’t want to read a bunch of progressives shoehorning their own ideologies into a woman who refused to let anyone else speak for her. I know how hard it was to get her to speak to anything she didn’t want to share, because I was once tasked with trying, and I did ask her all the questions: from bathroom bills to Trump. And what an honor that was. However, some of the commentary has inevitably passed under my nose, and I’ve thought: wouldn’t it be amazing if music critics would stop imposing their own political agendas onto Dolly Parton? Dolly was a Christian woman from the South, and incredibly outspoken about being so. She wrote about the South and its realities, and did so without judging anyone in the story; not the girl who fell pregnant, nor the lover who left her, nor the momma who kept her secrets, or the daddy who might commit a homicide. Everyone who listened to Dolly’s songs felt held and seen by her. She reflected reality back at the world with the honesty of someone who lived it herself. After _Nine To Five_ , Dolly stayed away from Jane Fonda’s activism – and thank god, because Fonda is now a ceasefire-screaming Jew hater. Dolly was able to do what so few artists remember to do now; she let her music do the talking. Even though she rejected the term, Dolly was more “feminist” than anyone using the title in 2026. She outperformed her male competitors for one reason, and one reason alone. She wanted to do the thing she loved, and boy did she. When I met Dolly, she wasn’t some mothering type. She was warm, but she was firm. She was a woman on a schedule and she meant business, and she didn't want to be asked any questions that would detract from business. The only political thing about her was her capacity to maneuver herself into the neutral so as to be the exact product America rewards. She wanted to reach as many hearts and souls as possible, and that she’s mourned by one and all speaks to her wild and prolonged success at doing so. I spent the last few days enjoying as much Dolly as possible. The sweet southern twang of “Early Morning Breeze” to the crushing tragedy of “Down From Dover” and the spirit-lifting harmonies of the _Trio_ album with Emmlyou Harris and Linda Ronstadt. I wish it wouldn’t take her death to have such an excuse to stop and immerse in a great artist’s canon. Not just a great artist. One of the most exemplary to ever do it. I re-watched _Steel Mangolias_ almost instantaneously and sobbed. I don’t usually cry tears for stars, but I think my tears were for a world that seems to be lost; one that rewarded based on merit, on being out of the ordinary. I re-watched _Nine To Five_ , and gleamed. I’ve consumed about as many clips of old interviews and performances as the rest of us. (Social media is still good for some things). She left us with so much for all eternity, and that’s before we even get into the philanthropic efforts that should humble everyone. Of course, the _only_ people in the world who weren’t celebrating and mourning the life of one of the last great Americans, were the Palestine activists. They took to Wikipedia hours after her death to title her “Jew lover” and inserted a swastika onto her page. I didn't really want to acknowledge it on the day, but I imagine some of you also noticed that there was a trend going around by a bunch of content creators saying “the wrong white people are dying” and “the wrong 80 year old white person died”. They couldn't even wait an hour. They did it instead of sharing anything of Dolly’s legacy (presumably they don’t have any class, taste, or brain cells). If any of them knew a thing about the spirit of Dolly Parton, they wouldn't have dared. She represented an America that is long dead. An America where everyone could put their differences aside. That is the only America that I want to fight for. She united everyone and barked if you tried to make her say something political. In a charming way, of course. I loved her and I was also a little afraid. Which is how you should be around Southern women. I met Dolly in St Louis. I joined her out on the road in the summer of 2016, ten years ago for _The Times._ The full piece is below… * * * Dolly Parton: “Women are so much smarter than men. We work extra hard to prove it. We have to.” In St Louis, Missouri, at a hockey arena that overlooks the Mississippi, Dolly Parton is about to sing the opening lines of I Will Always Love You. It should begin,“If I should stay, I’ll only be in your way …” but Dolly halts proceedings because something has got in her way. “Hold up, I think I sucked a bug down ma throat!” That’s the last thing 2016 needs: Dolly Parton suffocated by a mosquito onstage in the Midwest. With her self-deprecating humour and still holy vocals, indestructible Dolly laughs it off. She launches into the ballad that made America’s queen of country rich three times: once in 1974, again in 1982 and, most obviously, via Whitney Houston and The Bodyguard in 1992 (four times if you count the surge when Houston was found drowned in a Beverly Hills hotel tub in 2012). Notably it was never sung by Elvis, who was also keen to cover it. The mastermind of her own career, Parton refused to let that hound dog put his name to it when Presley’s manager demanded 50% of the publishing rights and royalties. Elvis and Whitney have since left the building. Parton, on the other hand, is on her first proper tour in 25 years. Sixty-four dates across America will bank just over $3m (£2.25m) and touch 35,000 souls. Alongside Jolene, Islands in the Stream and 9 to 5, she’s delivering all the pan-generational karaoke hits – in what amounts to a quadruple-D year. In 2016, the singer-songwriter, actress, philanthropist, gay icon and “hillbilly Dalai Lama” turned 70; she renewed her vows on the 50th anniversary of her marriage to her mysterious husband, Carl Dean (still never seen in public); she’s celebrating six decades in the business (100m records sold) and has wished her Dollywood theme park a happy 30th birthday. During a politically precarious time for the United States, Dolly remains the answer to every American princess’s prayers. “I get my music from my momma’s side,” she tells the crowd, recalling how she left home for Nashville at 18 to pursue her singing dreams. In the early days, she would sometimes sleep in her Uncle Bill’s car, putting on her make-up in the vehicle’s wing mirror. She was raised in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee, the fourth of 12 children of Robert Lee Parton, an illiterate yet resourceful farmer, and Avie Lee, who sewed the jacket that informed Dolly’s Coat of Many Colors tune. She tells the audience about making her first record when she was 10 and singing at Nashville’s Grand Ole Opry. The morning after graduating from high school, she left on a Greyhound bus with “a sack o’ songs and a head full o’ dreams”. Tonight, she sings many of them a cappella in perfect pitch. St Louis is one stop on a swamp tour of the USA, the kind you embark upon as a whippersnapper country artist spreading the word the old-fashioned way, sucking up bugs between beers. “We wanted to do something pure and simple,” Dolly explains — and Pure & Simple is the title of her 43rd album, released this week. It’s so pure and so simple, she doesn’t even have a drummer on her tour bus. Dolly plays more instruments than her three onstage silver fox compadres combined: piano, several types of guitar, a fiddle, a flute, a harmonica and a miniature saxophone (I’m not actually convinced she was tooting that). Each instrument is white and augmented by rhinestones. But they don’t outsparkle Dolly, who gleams like a human mirror ball. “My drummer said, ‘Are you going to get rid of all that make-up and your rhinestones?’ I said, ‘Are you crazy?’ So that’s why we have a vacant spot. He’s back in Nashville trying to take a five-inch rhinestone heel outta his butt!” The fans roar with laughter. She points at a drum machine, purchased at her local RadioShack, America’s equivalent of Comet. “We’ve saved a lotta money: $47 as opposed to the $47,000 I’d have paid him to be here.” Dolly may be renowned for her phrase “it costs a lot to look this cheap”, but she’s not spending money where it can be saved. She didn’t intend to tour in 2016 and you wonder what possesses her to do this. Having played a handful of shows in America in 2011 and early 2014, the Glastonbury Festival in June that year proved a career high: Dolly drew the biggest crowd of the weekend, with about 100,000 people enjoying her Sunday-afternoon hits marathon. Despite her reception in the UK, she’s said she wasn’t convinced anyone at home wanted to see her again. She was wrong: crowd reaction on the tour has exceeded expectations. Even so, there are moments when she doubts herself. “I’m a human being. I feel everything to the core,” she told me before the show. “But I refuse to harden my heart.” “D-minus three!” says one of a trio of publicists, signalling the countdown to my encounter earlier that morning. Backstage, next to Dolly’s “massage” room, I wait in a room that has all the warmth of a morgue. It’s 11:15am and Dolly, who is always prompt, is running seven minutes behind due to a lighting problem while filming something for broadcast. A shadow from one hair on her wig is being a pest, a quintessential Dolly issue. One of her team sits in Dolly’s preassigned armchair. “She’ll probably sit like so,” he says, crossing his legs. We await news via walkie-talkie of how far Dolly has progressed with her outfit change. “She needs to put some pants on so the men can’t look up her skirt,” someone explains, helpfully. And in pants she arrives. Denim, studded with glimmering trinkets, and matching crystal-strewn shirt. As Dolly enters, the room brightens. Suddenly I feel like a leprechaun inside a rainbow. She grabs my hand and apologises for how cold hers is; her pink acrylic talons wrap around my wrist like extended icicles. “I been holdin’ onto this bottle o’ water!” she explains, in that high-pitched Dolly shrill that doesn’t come towards you but shoots heavenwards like a helium-filled balloon. Her make-up is thick and shiny, like a toddler in a beauty pageant. You can only know her to an extent, but she immediately senses a deep connection. “You’re Sco’ish!” she says, mimicking my accent. “Well, so am ahh!” Are you, I ask, sure that she’s part Cherokee, mostly all-American. “I’m a mixture,” she smiles. “I love people. I am people. I love that song by … is it Whitney? I’m Every Woman?” Chaka Khan, I say. “Oh well, I’m like every person. I see my family in everybody. Y’all remind me of a brother or a sister of mine. Like my momma, I home in, try to cater to you however I can.” Dolly remains an inspiration to young recording artists. Lily Allen, Adele and Grimes all sing her praises, while the superstar rappers Drake and Nicki Minaj reference her on their collaborative track Make Me Proud (“Double D up hoes, Dolly Parton,” goes the line – a compliment). I am the envy of everyone I speak to: young songwriters, music A&Rs, teenage pop wannabes and obscure indie bands back in LA where I live are desperate to accompany me to meet her. “Dolly! Hashtag jealous,” they gasp. This year, at the Country Music awards, Katy Perry asked to sing Jolene with her. Parton gave a masterclass performance to a room filled with country’s modern heroes, including Tim McGraw and Carrie Underwood. And Dolly loves them all right back. “Katy Perry is a wonderful artist, beautiful girl,” she says. She recalls meeting Taylor Swift – arguably her most likely heiress – back in the Nashville days. “What Taylor Swift has done to keep herself together and be such a hero for the young is amazing. Smart girl.” Perry and Swift are huge rivals. In an age where a Twitter endorsement is the official form of high praise, I wonder why Dolly follows Perry’s account but not Swift’s. “Oh, I don’t know any of those girls,” she says. “I’m more in Miley [Cyrus]’s corner because I’ve known her since she was a baby. She is my goddaughter, of course. Isn’t she precious? But I don’t pick favourites. I’m too old for that!” While Dolly never has a bad word to say about anyone, she has better words to say about a few. The one artist who’s achieved the highest Dolly stamp of approval is Adele, name-checked on a new song, Head Over High Heels: “I painted my lips red, and my eyes like Adele.” Dolly laughs that lyric off, claiming it was a happy accident, not an invitation for a collaboration. “I love Adele. Love her,” she says, eyes sparkling. “I relate to her like she’s somebody I’ve always known. Some day we may get together, write, sing something, wouldn’t that be great? I think we both want that actually.” Without Dolly, the road to female music success would not have been so well paved. One of Parton’s initial hits, 1967’s Dumb Blonde, announced her arrival by weaponising her femininity. “This dumb blonde ain’t nobody’s fool,” she cooed. Dolly played the game on her own terms. She got her break on the Porter Wagoner TV show at the age of 18. “I had to prove myself to him. He was a country boy with that inbred male chauvinism,” she says. She came along not just singing songs, but writing them, and having business acumen, which rubbed Wagoner up the wrong way. “I wasn’t trying to take over his career, I was trying to take over ma own!” Dolly didn’t want to get what she calls “hick-rich”. “I wanted to invest, keep my publishing, build my own label, keep control of my masters.” Her most famous hit, 9 to 5 (also in the Jane Fonda film of the same name), is an anthem about equal pay. “I agreed to act in that movie on the condition I got to write the theme tune,” she laughs. “Women are so much smarter than men in high places.” Even today, Dolly is often the only “girl” at a boardroom table. “We work extra hard to prove it. We have to.” For Dolly her female qualities have always been a business resource, a mentality gleaned as much from her daddy who farmed land as from the local hookers she nabbed her wardrobe ideas from. I suggest she’s a feminist, and she recoils. “That’s a political word. I hate controversy.” St Louis is one of America’s most violent cities. The tension between white and African-American communities has mounted since the killing of Mike Brown in 2014 in Ferguson, 10 miles from where Dolly is playing tonight. The venue is a stone’s throw from the site of a Donald Trump rally in March that saw 31 people arrested after clashes between protesters and supporters outside the venue. Tonight is a sea of white faces. Jesus protesters are outside, telling people they’re going to hell. For Dolly, a woman who “loves everyone”, this backwoods tour has meant skirting around some blazing issues. There’s a lot at stake: six decades’ worth of a brand that’s satisfied a cross-section of society, many of whom are at war with each other. Perhaps that’s why she’s publicly remaining on the fence about who she’s voting for. “I have not endorsed Hillary, nor Trump,” she tells me. “They’ve both got a lot to show me. I keep my eyes, ears, heart and head open and I’ll vote for whoever I think does the best job. My mom was a Democrat, my dad was a Republican. Me?” she shrugs. “I guess I’m a Hypocrat!” Joking aside, Dolly has no choice but to employ UN level degrees of diplomacy. She repeats a gag tonight that she debuted in New York. “Can you believe all the craziness going on in the election? I been thinking about running myself! I got the hair for it and we could use some more boobs in the race.” In New York, she delivered the joke to a 25%-30% LGBTQ audience at the tail end of Pride week, with completely different connotations. I guess Dolly, a genius wordsmith, composes hers to be spun as a one-size-fits-all. Even with her gay following, it’s getting trickier to be the happy-go-lucky spokeswoman. I ask for her thoughts on the Bathroom Bill, a piece of legislation in North Carolina that requires transgender individuals to use restrooms based on the sex they were assigned at birth, and am surprised at her defensive response. “Look here, I am not gay. I have a lot of gay and lesbian fans, but I am not their poster child. I have a whole lot of Bible thumper fans too - they want to crucify me.” She’s equally hurt by their fanatical assertions. “As Christians, we’re not supposed to hammer people down, we’re supposed to lift them up.” Unlike Bruce Springsteen and Ringo Starr, Dolly didn’t cancel her North Carolina date. “I got onstage and said, ‘If anybody out there needs to pee, I have four tour buses out back.’ I serve more purpose onstage than off. I’m all for letting people be who they are. Doesn’t matter if you’re a man or a woman, black, white, green, yella or alien grey.” Easier for Dolly are matters of a more personal nature because she simply shuts them down. When she and her husband renewed their wedding vows in May, they took pictures - finally some evidence of Carl’s existence. He also did his first interview. The plan was for Dolly to auction the words and pictures off to the highest bidder to raise money for children’s charities. Unfortunately, she says, they have yet to receive a high enough offer to make it worthwhile. “For now I’ve put the pictures in a wedding book. I’m gonna keep Carl private.” She tells me nothing additional about him other than “he’s very funny”. I suggest she must look at Kim Kardashian and Kanye West blasting their private lives all over the TV and think they’re bonkers. “That has been productive for them, they live like that. I couldn’t do that. I could do a reality TV show if it was Dolly on the road, behind the scenes. Not my personal life. Oh heavens no!” Reports say Carl has only seen Dolly perform live once. When she introduces Jolene onstage later, she jokes about the flame-haired female bank teller who inspired it by trying to muscle in on her husband. “That red-headed gal didn’t get my man. I did a lot of banking after that, but not with her bank.” Her onstage persona must be difficult for him to enjoy. Dolly flirts with all the fellas. “Mercy! Check out my sexy cowboy assistant,” she says as a camp buckaroo brings her a freshly tuned gee-tar. “Pretty, ain’t he, girls? Ain’t he, boys? I said I was married for 50 years. I didn’t say I was blind and dead!” One of the tracks on her album, Can’t Be That Wrong, is a documentation of adultery. Dolly, is it time to come clean about all those rumoured affairs? “Oh! That’s a cheatin’ song!” she smiles. “I’m a songwriter first and foremost. People say, ‘You must’ve lived through this to have sung that.’ I choose stories, even some things I haven’t lived. Most of it I have! I don’t deny or admit anythang.” She laughs nervously. With everything wrapped, I’m invited to have my picture taken. When I survey the photo afterwards, I realise my hand is reaching round towards her goods. I could swear it was on her back. Maybe even her shoulder. Dolly never flinched. Dolly Parton’s chest — gatekeeper of her heart — craves the attention. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year._

The dangerous things I think out loud

Scott Ruffalo was 39 when he died. He was shot in the head on December 1, 2008 in his Beverly Hills home. The famous hairdresser’s death is still an unresolved case. He succumbed to his wounds seven days later on December 8. Scott and his older brother Mark moved out to LA together in their late teens. Mark worked as a bartender for ten years and documents that he had hundreds of failed auditions, before catching a break alongside Laura Linney in _You Can Count On Me_ in 2000. He soon became a rom-com regular. I enjoyed him the most in _The Kids Are Alright_ where he played a sperm donor opposite Annette Bening. He was nominated for an Oscar for that performance; his first of four nominations for Best Supporting Actor, never yet won. He went on to replace Ed Norton as Bruce Banner aka The Hulk in 2012’s _The Avengers._ Today, however, Mark is responsible for the most viral tweet of the summer. It has 787,000 likes, 148,000 retweets and over 25 million views (there are 15 million Jews alive). Thus proving that the biggest target of online disinformation in 2026 is the Jewish people. This isn’t a trailer for some future feature. This is war. It’s here. Mark got into trouble last week when - for the first time - he decided to take offense at a regular business merger in Hollywood. Would it have something to do with the fact that those involved in the merger are… Jews? Mark invoked antisemitic tropes by criticizing the possible Warner Brothers merger under David Ellison as “crushing workers and consolidating the wealth of the world for their own power and concentrated dominance.” He accused David’s father Larry of being a “classic Oligarch” suggesting he was looking to take control of Hollywood. Mark: this is classic economic libel. After Paramount called him out, Mark clapped back with the aforementioned now viral tweet, in which he sets the agenda for what does and does not constitute hatred against Jews, defending his own: > “The accusation that I am antisemitic is appalling and fundamentally dishonest. Criticizing the actions of the Israeli prime minister, a military technology contract, or the executives who supply it is not the same as criticizing Jewish people. This critical and necessary dialogue is then dishonestly framed as being anti-Israel. To be clear, my views come from my own political convictions and should never be interpreted as hostility toward Jewish people, for whom I have deep love and respect. Everything I know about acting, activism, and humanism has been profoundly shaped by the Jewish friends, colleagues, and loved ones who have been integral and family throughout every point of my life. This merger has real consequences for real people, and for the entire country. Scrutinizing the Ellisons, including Oracle’s business built on data, surveillance technology and government contracts, and the serious threat to editorial freedom and the loss of a livelihood for thousands of families, is fair and necessary. The $111 billion deal would hand one family control over CNN, HBO and Warner Bros., backed in part by foreign money whose influence on editorial decisions has never been fully explained to the public. Lawmakers on both sides of the aisle have called for serious national security review, and regulators still haven’t given the public a real answer. Until they do, the merger shouldn’t move forward. Now is the time to dive boldly into all these issues, not step back or concede.” The virality of this tweet is a major danger, requiring a coordinated, all guns blazing push back from our community and beyond to expose the truth. Henry Ford produced half a million copies of The Protocols Of The Elders Of Zion in the 1920s in America to normalize anti-Jewish libels. Again, Mark just got 25 million views, and counting. His tweet has nothing to do with reasonable criticism of Israel’s policies or leaders (which would not be antisemitic). He called Larry Ellison an oligarch. Describing him and his son as “really profoundly scary people”. Why does he really oppose the merger? Mark, you have made this very personal. You continue to attempt to moralize your fanatical addiction to demonizing the state of Israel and the Jewish people who support it (ie, the vast majority of us), invoking this addiction to punish Jews whenever you perceive our fantastical “power” slipping from your fingers. You reject any suggestion that you are antisemitic while weaponizing your long-standing views on Israel to try to stop a major Hollywood merger, involving Jews. You insist that criticizing Israel’s elected leader, military technology contracts, or the executives behind them is not the same as criticizing Jewish people - in an altogether completely unrelated venture. Mark, do the “Jewish people, for whom I have deep love and respect” exclude the Jews you were shitting on last month on Mehdi Hassan’s podcast? The ones you say you “can’t talk to any more”… And yet everything you know about activism and humanity has been “profoundly shaped by the Jewish friends, colleagues, and loved ones” in your life? Who are those people Mark? I suggest we use this context to examine the _actual_ record that Mark has established for himself, and all of us. Today I found an interview that Mark gave this last April while he was filming a movie in Rome. He admitted he didn’t even know about the Israel-Palestine conflict until 2008; so that’s after both intifadas, and during the first Gaza war. (I guess he was busy bar-tending). In the Italian magazine _Il Fatto Quotidiano,_ he was asked why he supports the Palestinian cause: > “In 2008, when I first started hearing about it, I couldn’t understand why this conflict dragged on. We never saw Palestinians on television; we only knew one version of the facts. But when I learned about the Nakba, the expropriation of the lands in 1948, I saw a completely different perspective, that of a great injustice.” The Nakba. Say less… The timing is curious. If Scott died on December 8, 2008, the Gaza war that year began on December 27, just weeks later. That is the moment Mark says he first “started hearing about” the conflict. Grief is a drastic, ghastly thing. May Mark have been looking for something to blame? According to records on X, Mark developed verbal diarrhea about Israel and Palestine in 2016. What else happened in 2016? He endorsed Bernie Sanders. Mark fits the bill of political agitator made in the image of antizionist Jews (actually _the_ antizionist Jew), equipped with the ultimate defense of _“I have Jewish friends”_. The issue there is that Mark’s Jewish friends are Jews with internalized Jew hatred, and he is their willing executioner. Either he’s using them or they’re using him. Whatever way you slice it, he’s obsessed with Jews, wants to police Jews, and be the gatekeeper of what constitutes hatred of Jews. He even protested the adoption of the globally recognized IHRA defition of antisemitism by the United Nations in November 2022. Mark is a Jew hater. An antisemite. And the poster boy for antizionism. His criticism of Israel became as consistent as it has become more conspiratorial. In 2021, during another round of Israel-Hamas fighting, he repeatedly demanded sanctions on Israel, and called for an immediate ceasefire. He condemned attacks on Jews in the Diaspora, however he used the word “genocide”, which was the provoking factor in said attacks in the first instance. (Note: he used the word “genocide” two and a half years before the October 7 massacre and the subsequent defensive war in Gaza to return the hostages.) So days later Mark apologized, admitting the term was inaccurate, inflammatory, and being used to justify antisemitism. That same month he promoted a fundraising event for UNRWA, the organization later disgraced for participating in the October 7 massacre. After the massacre, Mark’s tone hardened. He became more confident using his rehearsed term “genocide” even though the proof still didn’t exist and no finding has been made by the International Court of Justice, he called Netanyahu a war criminal – again innocent until proven, and he demanded an end to American weapons funding, advocating to betray America’s greatest ally. He has spoken of “lawless terrorism and apartheid”, and ethnic cleansing. Again, baseless, easily refutable claims. Mark, if you’re going to make such bold claims about the Jewish people and Israel, you better be prepared to stand up for them as the libels become exposed. Yet we know that your scheme is running out. Maybe it’s time to do some new self-tapes… * * * The last week has been one of coalescence for me, Mark included, as I watch leftists continue to filet themselves. My last two pieces were about the Jason Arday debacle. Jason Arday was a pathological liar and lifelong con artist who was peddled by overzealous elite academics protecting him from exposure. And now those martyring him compare him to women in the public eye who have survived serious crimes. Please never compare Jason Arday with women who survived atrocities. It’s impossible to ignore the tricks of so-called “anti-patriarchy” journalists, filmmakers, academics and lawyers now. It isn’t just that they conveniently ignored October 7, the hostage crisis, Iran, and the women of Afghanistan (Friday marked five years of Taliban rule). They should be leading a conversation on Lindsay Clancy’s psychosis and they’re not. They’re fatally pigeonholing women who have done nothing wrong into the Jason Arday debacle. They are pretending the Ceuta crisis doesn’t exist (reports indicate multiple sexual assaults). They are too chicken to put their necks out about the violence of the trans movement, pretending its somehow synonymous with “women’s rights”. They will never be honest about the grooming gangs scandal or the rise in rapes due to mass migration (including the pamphlets that the UK’s flailing government have initiated this week to tell asylum seekers not to perform female genital mutilation on British children). They’re frauds latching onto the leftist agenda for their own gains. They will step over any woman to get there, unless she’s still good for something. Arday is the first of many tragedies. When the enablers stop entertaining or defending the delusions and the lies unravel, the whole house of cards will collapse. They will similarly have nowhere to go. In the meantime, as the biggest threat to the world is misinformation and disinformation, it is a non-negotiable that we have a free press. Those hijacking Arday’s suicide to limit the free press in the UK may as well suck the Islamic Republic of Iran’s dick. That is exactly what they want them to do. It’s what Russia wants them to do. It’s what China wants them to do. Their minds have been totally infected by years of this delusional junk, and they are tearing down their _own_ freedoms believing that they’re acting from a place of righteousness. Anyone who has an interest in punishing the free press around Arday is not a friend of democracy but an enemy of the state. Last July, I published a piece called The Art Of The Con. It was inspired during a time when the strings were being pulled against me by a bunch of con artists. It turns out my piece was pretty prescient about what would come with Arday, the con merchant, now martyred. “The art of the con is to make out like you’re suffering for taking a moral stance, while manipulating it to get the power and control you seek. And it’s working for them. Kneecap were unheard of 18 months ago. Now playing gigs that bands on their third album would dare to dream of. How about Snow White Supremacist Rachel Zegler? Breached her Disney contract in desperation to tell the world that even though she acted alongside Gal Gadot in the Disney movie, promoted Snow White thus: “and always remember, free palestine.” (all lower case). Zegler is the star of London’s West End this summer. Had you heard of her a year ago? Rachel, do you know who popularized musical theatre? (Clue: not the Palestinians). The sad fact is this: the con artists are currently winning. They are using every opportunity in sight to promote themselves, and themselves only. Everything in their wake is collateral. Did Owen Jones ever lose anything? Nothing except his sobriety. The con artists like the socialists of times past have redefined concepts around good and evil. What’s right and wrong? They will decide. It’s fine to ban Jews. It’s protective. We are a threat. They are morally convinced they are correct. Get us out. It hurts to be around us. You might catch something. Like the truth. Unfortunately, a lot of people in our lives have fallen prey to cultists. It’s a cult. Socialism is a cult. Progressivism is a cult. They are terrified of being ousted from the cult of moral purity; the one place they’ve been convinced they belong in a world that wants to otherwise oppress them. They are hyper vigilant about the perceived harms of the world, preferring to hide in the shadows of a “safe space” - but how safe is that space? Is it free? Or is it manipulative? They believe in their mutual victimhood and they have an empty anger at the mere fact of existence. They therefore feel like a fake utopia is the only answer. They feel high in their collective hatred of others. It’s a “joy” that requires constant topping up by more and more extremism and trauma bonds. I think social media has facilitated it but it’s a social contagion that has arisen during a time of unrest and a lack of leadership, guidance and faith. We Jews, and our gentile allies, and anyone with their brains switched on stand between the fiction and the reality. And that is why they hate us. That is why they have reinvented morality to make any resistance to us justified. And they will continue to reinvent morality to protect their lies. Here is the reality. If they can convince you to betray the ones you love, they will eventually betray you. If they can write fiction about their own lives and the people they hate, they will eventually write fiction about you. If they can steal and cheat to achieve what they need for their sense of inclusion, they will one day steal from and cheat you. We are not the martyrs, you are.” I am bored of and disgusted by watching leftists infantilize people who can speak for themselves. “I speak for the oppressed,” they say, on the red carpets, with their bloody red hand pins. “I speak for the voiceless,” they say, having their pictures taken. They prey on victims for their own glory. None of us are free, until we are all free – of their insufferable grift. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

The dangerous things I think out loud

The dangerous things I think out loud

I have a question about CODEPINK. Why has a non-profit organization specifically branded as _by_ women _for_ women (hence the color pink) being funded by a tech billionaire based in Shaghai who is aligned with China and Iran? Especially given its marketing itself as grassroots? Well, there’s one obvious reason. Neville Roy Singham, said billionaire, is married to the co-founder of CODEPINK, Jodie Evans. Maybe he just really loves his wife. But there seems to be something they both love more. Singham, an American-born tech millionaire based in Shanghai, invests his billions in foreign policy narratives that promote the CCP and the Islamic regime. “Women’s rights” are not a major facet of either society. He is currently facing ongoing US federal and congressional investigations for allegedly funneling millions into far Left American-based non-profit organizations to fulfill this other, far more foreign agenda. CODEPINK is a $51 million foundation whose other co-founder is Medea Benjamin (pictured), an antizionist Jew. This week, it was reported that CODEPINK has been ordered to cease charitable operations in California after years of tax and regulatory delinquency. Also reported is that sources of funding have affiliations with terrorist organizations such as PFLP. Benjamin even met in person with senior Hamas leaders. Where is the humanitarianism in that, one wonders? How is it that the feminist and human rights advocates who preach superior morality all day long are actually having their pockets filled by international terrorist networks? So many great questions. We should ask more questions of other organizations who have spread similar if not identical aggressive messaging over the last decade or two. Organizations such as Amnesty International and Human Rights Watch. CODEPINK were founded one year after 9/11 specifically to prevent the war in Iraq. They branded themselves as Women For Peace, ie promoting their idea of what it means to be “anti-war” as “intersectional” and “feminist”. They were funded to re-frame the Trump Administration as pro war and anti peace, as regards Iran, Venezuela, Ukraine and the Middle East. They were funded to tie issues of climate change to an “anti-war” stance. They were funded to promote “Justice For Palestine” and spread libels about “genocide”, “occupation” and “apartheid”. The weakest links are always the first to fall, ie CODEPINK. Who else is hiding? * * * I have to try and get this out. It doesn’t feel good. I know that people who I really gave my all to have worked so hard to make me look nuts, because they don’t want anyone to truly understand what they - the populism-swallowing leftists - have got their kicks out of doing to people that they envy. It’s unhinged. I am not unhinged despite their protestations that I am. What they did is diabolically unhinged. There’s been a ton of conversation the last two weeks about boycotts of Jews in media and writing. I will not write a full-length feature here on the dire state of this week’s _New York Magazine_ cover, because it has been amply addressed by Isaac De Castro for _Tablet_ , and by Eli Kowaz in his superfluous surgical demolition here: “No Zionists in Habibi City”. The Middle GroundNo Zionists in Habibi CityIt’s something that you can only do in New York City. At least, that’s my opinion. Explore any culinary scene in the world, and you can do it within the five boroughs. When I lived in the city, I ate my way around the Middle East without once t…Read more7 days ago · 71 likes · 11 comments · Eli Kowaz TL:DR this week’s issue of _NY Mag_ rewrites the identity of New York City as one that celebrates its “SWANA” heritage (stands for South West Asia and North Africa). Except while doing so it totally erases the Jewish contributions from SWANA to New York City, which if you think about it from the most objective stance possible, are legitimately enormous. Not only that, they said that SWANA communities exist despite - _despite -_ “xenophobia, Islamophobia and Zionism”. The articles are riddled with Jew-hating tropes, and specifically employ voices that are either proud antizionist Jews, or adjacent to Jewish “non-Zionists”. De Castro said that the issue is “batshit”. He is correct. It writes out Mizrahi Jews from Iraq, Iran, Syria, Yemen, Morocco, and Egypt who were driven out of Arab countries in the last century. _New York Post _ did an exclusive story yesterday hitting back at the magazine, and interviewed me as part of their piece. I told them it’s nothing new. That I was a writer for them; actually one of their rising stars. Here is my page on their website, still somehow to my surprise active: https://www.vulture.com/author/eve-barlow/ You’ll find there in-depth interviews I did for them with Paramore’s Hayley Williams, with British pop star Lily Allen, with American wunderkind Maggie Rogers, with The 1975’s Matthew Healy, with members of N*Sync. I also covered Coachella for them, I covered LA’s gig circuit, I went to Las Vegas to review Lady Gaga’s residency for them, I did retrospectives on Britney Spears for them. I wrote about the commercial exploitation of LGBT artists. And I was working on an investigation to expose sexism inside the Grammy’s Recording Academy. My last piece by them was published in May 2020. I never received a word of negative feedback from them. In fact, they assured me I was going to grow even more there. That was until June 2020 when I took offense at synagogues being vandalized during BLM protests. After I tweeted about that, outing myself as a “Jewish supremacist/Zionist”, I never heard from _New York Magazine_ again. They ghosted me when I emailed my editor there. And one day I noticed every staff writer and section head had majestically unfollowed me on socials. Hmm. _New York Magazine_ weren’t alone in this. Let me clear my throat. Yesterday I shared to Instagram just a _selection_ of cover stories I wrote in the first four years of my freelance career in LA from 2015 to 2019: link. A snapshot of some of my work, of where I was going. I was also a regular contributor at GQ, The Guardian, Billboard, Pitchfork, BBC, LA Times, and many more. But it all came to a screeching halt because when I was brandished by non-Jews and stupid Jews a “Zionist”. When I became a “Zionist”, I was no longer a “journalist”. Suddenly I went from being one of the safest pairs of hands in my industry to the most evil person they had ever met. Tricked they were. The mask was off: Zionist! Which meant… what exactly? I’m glad you asked. It meant that I was a “genocidal baby killer”, and it meant that three years and four months before October 7, 2023. And three years and six months before the IDF went into Gaza. The math ain’t mathing, is it? I am frustrated. To put it mildly. I shrieked into the void for years and nobody believed that this week’s _NY Mag_ Jew-erasing cover story was where it was headed. Most people did not want to comprehend my experience. Did not want to acknowledge. Many still don’t. “Wild”. “I don’t get it”. “How is this possible?” And now they’re looking at _New York Magazine_ , and they’re freaking out, and I am checking my limbs to see if they still exist. Can anyone else see my limbs? Am I in the room? Read this: this is the level of unhinged. Anyway what’s the point in responding further to _New York Magazine_ really. They don’t care. So why should I? I can’t express how much I adored that world we all used to live in. It was so genuinely thrilling. I never took a day of it for granted. The people who remain in the media and in entertainment, who have cancelled half of the arts and the media world in favor of agenda-driven activism are suffocating what it means to be alive. They are draining the magic. They are muffling the exquisite sound of truth in all of its various forms, replacing with flags and slogans and _nothing_. It is NOTHING. Simon Sebag Montefiore nailed it. > _“It is very strange how a celebration of the wondrous delicious eclectic scene of Arab, Iranian, Palestinian, Middle Eastern food and culture - something delightful and positive about New York life and indeed about the Middle East itself - can be turned into a screed of hate bigotry ignorance and - tellingly - power superiority over other cultures._ > > _It is interesting too how what presents as the activism of cultural kindness is actually rather poisonous.”_ This isn’t about me at all. It’s about culture. They have absolutely handed culture over to people who hate culture. They’ve destroyed it from within. So kind of them. They are the kindest people on earth, they insist. Killing us all with their kindness. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

Jew hatred thrives on silence. It’s a form of abuse. It behaves like abuse. I have always defended anyone I know, or don’t know, against abuse, no matter the personal cost - and there has been a cost. So what’s different here? I want you to tell me what’s different here. I want you to acknowledge why you won’t do what you would do for anyone else. Speak it. Sit in it. I can guarantee you something: as embarrassing or shameful as it is to understand that you won’t do for Jews what you’d do for anyone else, it is a helluva lot scarier for us on the receiving end. Speak. See what happens. Not only does your silence keep Jews from speaking up. It keeps the abuse from being visible as abuse, as hate, as discrimination. But I don’t have to tell you that, because you understand abuse. You speak about it every day. I don’t have to tell you that Jew hate is not individual. That it is systemic. That it should not be kept private. That it’s a patterned behavior that is destroying society. That it is protected by institutions, by media, by governments, by those charged with protecting us. That so long as people don’t speak up, Jew hatred will not merely sustain, it will grow into a widespread cancer. Do I have to tell you what happens to Jews historically when people stay silent? Do we need to have that conversation? Jew hatred has already grown into a widespread cancer. New statistics just released by the CST in the UK show that every 32 hours someone was assaulted for being Jewish in the UK between January to June of this year. In Spain, the government data highlights an 86% rise in Jew hate offenses year on year during the country's highest overall surge in recorded hate crimes (yet this weekend I was told “there is no antisemitism in Spain”). In Germany, anti-Jewish hate crimes are up 215% since October 2023. In New York City, anti-Jewish attacks make up 57% of all confirmed hate crimes so far in 2026, even though Jews are only 10% of the population there. Look up the statistics wherever you are. Find out. You will see only one thing: an increase in attacks on Jews. Although Jewish people make up roughly 1% of Canada’s population, they have accounted for approximately 70% of religious-motivated hate crimes there. Have you been told? Do you know? Did you know that 95.7% of Jewish students surveyed in Canada experienced or witnessed at least one antisemitic incident in the previous 12 months. Do you think that this just magically gets better on its own, or…? Break your silence now. What is stopping you? Progressives have dedicated their lives to “proving” that I’m a bad person for years because I exposed the rot in their movement. The abuse is relentless, and I am exhausted. Hate nicknames, pathetic hashtags, doctored tweets, invented conspiracies about me, faked private messages, pressurized smear campaigns. I have been a canary in the coalmine. And yet, I have never once turned my back on anyone or anything I care about, no matter what has been done to me, no matter who I’ve lost, no matter how much unwavering grief I have to carry with me. “Jew hatred doesn't exist”. Keep telling yourself that. I’m sure it makes life easier. The reality is: Jew hatred has fully resurrected itself at an alarming rate on your watch by your friends, by your family, by the media outlets that you support, by the human rights organizations that you champion, by the representatives that you vote for. The same mouths that begged and insisted that we believe you about your hate, and your abuse, are now firmly shut. We believed you. We stood with you. We risked our lives defending you. You didn't forget. No. You certainly did not. You denied we ever existed. Do you believe me? I always, always believed you. I’m re-sharing the piece I published yesterday. So help me, I implore you to read it. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year._

The war of information

I am not surprised that most well-adjusted people do not understand submission, but I do. I understand submission. Because over the course of years, I learned from and listened for hours and hours to a survivor of coercive control, and my mind expanded to an invaluable understanding of how an autonomous, strong, tenacious, determined individual can submit to an often weaker, unknowable but nevertheless controlling perpetrator. I began to understand a process of domination that creates what we call Stockholm Syndrome; when a person falls in love with their captor, so much so that they become endlessly grateful for the new normal that has now stripped them of agency and exists way beneath the baseline of decency and love they deserve. When you see a woman in hijab, or niqab, you are often not seeing autonomy. It is a trick of the mind to think it was her decision to cover herself in this way. It was her conditioning. It was her submission. She is grateful that she is allowed to exist within her permitted parameters wearing the garb that gives her the freedom to go outside. She doesn’t think about what it would be like to have the freedom to go outside without that garb any longer because that choice was negotiated away for her. Martin Seligman and Steven Maier originally conducted research on “learned helplessness” with dogs. Dogs were put in cages and not allowed to escape. They were then administered electric shocks. When the cages were unlocked and opened, the dogs did not leave, but instead whimpered, prepared for their next round of shocks. They had already submitted. They stayed in misery rather than moving towards freedom, because misery is familiar. Having faced prolonged abuse, they stopped looking for ways out. There are countless examples of this kind of submission after prolonged conditioning. See: the prisons of Mao in communist China. Or the Laogai, “reform through labor”. **** Islam means “submit”. It is a religion named after the idea of total submission to Allah. Only then will peace come. This week, in the Oxford Union, which has increasingly become a chamber of intimidation and not of free speech, we saw a very clear example of the ideas I am setting you up with here. A Muslim student, Aisha Khan-Aziz, threatened the right wing activist Tommy Robinson, aka, Stephen Yaxley Lennon. Now I’m no fan of Tommy Robinson, but I have never seen him threaten a debating opponent with a lynching in order to prove a point that he’s not a “hooligan”. The debate was titled: **this house believes the West has the right to be suspicious of Islam.** Khan-Aziz opened the defense with the following remarks: > “Stephen, there is a crowd outside rioting against you tonight, and without the protection and generosity of a Muslim Palestinian president and a largely South Asian executive committee, you would be _quite literally_ cooked.” Cooked? “Quite literally.” Perhaps she did not understand that in her opening remarks, Khan-Aziz sank the debate. When they tell you who they are… You can watch said student in my video below, spliced with my own commentary. “Out of the kindness of our hearts, our religion of peace will not lynch you this evening.” Again, here we see submission. The Islamist is now the gatekeeper of your security. So long as you obey, they will not lynch, stab, rape, or suicide bomb you. You are not watching the explosion of socialism. You are watching the fruition of the Red-Green alliance; from Cueta to Michigan, from London to New York City. This is Islamo-Marxism. Today, in Michigan, a man who signed a pledge endorsing Muslim Brotherhood, and commented around the death of the Ayatollah that a lot of people in Michigan were “sad”, emerged victorious in the Democratic Senate primary. After his victory, former Vice President Kamala Harris publicly endorsed Abdul El-Sayed, and urged Democrats to unite behind his general election campaign. Here is El-Sayed addressing the Jews of Michigan: > “To my Jewish American sisters and brothers, I want you to know that my commitment to your safety, my commitment to Jewish safety, is the same commitment that I have to the safety of my own daughters.” And how does a Muslim father treat their daughters? In Islam, a daughter;s baseline share of their father’s estate is typically half of a son’s. So Abdul El-Sayed is committed to treating the dignity of every Jew of Michigan as half that of a Muslim man. In this video, Abdul El-Sayed is telling Jews, as Mamdani has done with every Jewish holiday greeting that follows a threat to Israel’s democratic leaders, to submit. First of all, Abdul: the Jewish people are not “people of the Jewish faith”. We are a _people_ , some of whom have faith. We are a people with a land called Israel. So let us define ourselves thanks. Second of all, Abdul: you can dream that we all treat “our children” the same, but we know what dog whistle you are blowing, and Palestinians don’t value their children in the same way as the rest of us, which is why Hamas turn them into child soldiers. Denying that is preaching delusion. Third and last, Abdul: no, the self-determination of Jews does not require the self-determination of Arabs, whether they self-ID as Palestinians or otherwise, because the Arabs already have 22 nations. * * * Tonight, Jewish writer and speaker Shabbos Kestenbaum, who does great work, tweeted: > “I’m glad El-Sayed won. Now we can stop pretending there’s a normal moderate base in the Democrat Party. The Democrats of today are Muslim men who believe America deserved 9/11 weep over the death of the Ayatollah.” Well Shabbos, I am not glad. Here’s why. People said the same thing after Mamdani’s win. _Let them see the error of their ways before it is too late!_ It is ALREADY too late. The people who are glad do not understand coercive control, subversion or submission. If they win an inch; they take a mile. Once they are in, they get to work so that more and more people feel psychologically dependent upon them and grateful that they are allowing us to exist on their terms. So no. Don’t be glad. Be afraid. While the Islamo-Marxists have been distracting you with Israel and “The Jews”, they have been forcing you to submit to a new normal, and you have not yet batted an eyelid. Or maybe some of you have, but you don’t feel it’s time for you to resist. Look at the “migrant” crisis in Spain. Despite the denial of Pedro Sanchez, since last week’s invasion, thousands remain on the beaches of Cueta, some are being transported to mainland Spain, and today reports show that up to a dozen of the “migrant”s from Morocco are indeed Jihadist soldiers. But Spain has been captured by fixation on Israel for years, and in their submission to the dogma of an impossibly intersectional Free Palestine, are grateful to be rewarded as “good” people for welcoming the migrants ashore. By and large, those giving humanitarian aid to the invaders are grateful white liberal women… Are you surprised? Spoiler for those who don’t know how submission and coercive control works: no matter how well you obey, you will not be guaranteed their gracious protection. Antizionists lie. We have been trying to warn of the collateral damage incoming. Over in Ireland, they have also submitted. The government bought a new jet. But it is missing a safety system for fog, because that part is made in Israel. So the Irish have capitulated, so grateful to have their €53m jet, no matter it cannot fly in certain weather conditions. The Irish have submitted to hating the Jews and Israel so much they’re prepared to die like JFK Junior over it. The definition of suicidal empathy. And let us not forget the Queers for Palestine; another case study in submission. How grateful they are to be able to march in keffiyehs, rather than not at all. How grateful they remain post-Berlin Pride attack that they can still march for Palestine, even though more than 30 of them were hospitalized and one murdered due to the psychotic behavior of one Jihadist and his vehicle during this year’s festivities. The submission is reinforced by creating examples of those who don’t submit. This week British popstar Boy George was completely banned from music sales website Bandcamp for making his song against Israel-hate available for download (the platform argue that they are upholding a ban against AI, but have happened to remove the artist entirely…). Last week, my friend Alyssa Rosenheck had her book launch in Nashville cancelled because her book is about fighting Jew hate (it’s called “White Blonde Jew”, pre-order it). Did you hear about the kosher restaurant that was burned to the ground in Montreal last weekend? And yet, silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. What you should take away from Boy George, from Alyssa Rosenheck’s experience, etc, is that the alliance are scared. Scared of songs; scared of books; scared of evidence to the contrary. They’re the ones doing the silencing, by and large, to protect their overlords. The reason Alyssa is a threat is not just because she is a “White Blonde Jew” as the book title suggests. It’s because she obliterates the progressive narrative, and shows them up for their fake humanity at the altar of Islamo-Marxism. How? By being an outlier voice, offering solutions and an open dialogue. She refuses to submit. Mary Ann Weprin, owner of Bell Birds Books in Nashville, lied to the media, and said she cancelled the launch over “security concerns”. But as Alyssa boldly stated all over American press this week: she paid for private security out of her own pocket, and was told by Weprin that she had no concerns about security in advance of the event. Weprin capitulated and caved to the pressure of online harassers. She submitted. Unfortunately I know this intimately. That is what the social justice alliance do. In order to look good, they will throw all truth under the bus and make up nonsense about those of us calling them out for – actually not being that good at all. If you want to cancel Jews for speaking up for ourselves, go right ahead. But do not for one second make up lies about our characters in order to exonerate yourselves from your blatant and cowardly racism. Their lies are the price we pay for never submitting. My cancellation was in 2020. I lost my entire career and most of my relationships, as well as any financial security. It was extremely traumatic. But the cancellation didn’t stop in 2020. What grew out of it was a web of constant smears, lies and character defamation that has ensured that so much of what I have built since has yet again been stolen. Stolen by people who don’t yet fully comprehend the price they are paying for doing the bidding of their perpetrators. Their submission does not ensure their ultimate protection. Many of you read my work, or watch my videos on Instagram, and you remain silent. I understand your psychological conundrum. A lot of you are waiting for it to be “safe” to speak. I wouldn’t be speaking if it were “safe”. I am speaking with the full knowledge that if it was ever going to be “safe”, I wouldn’t have to be doing this. You are waiting for a day that never comes if you don’t add to the chorus. Tonight, the White House tweeted: “Communism is the greatest threat to our country.” You still have the ability to criticize, to share, to speak. The mere fact that you don’t feel “safe” to share your thoughts tells you something: you have already lost more than you can afford. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year._

Often I write something and within 48 hours it makes sense why I wrote it. I published _Generosity of Love_ last Wednesday. Effectively it was about warning Europe and America’s DSA base about the non-exclusivity of October 7, and the looming threat of Jihad. It was about my depression about the broken lines of communication between myself and the people I care about. It began by asking the question: _Have you ever loved someone so much that you’d do anything to take their pain from them?_ Then, as if by strange coincidence, I awake to the news that a Spanish territory on the coast of Africa - Ceuta - is being invaded by 60,000 Muslim migrants from Morocco, and it’s being live-streamed all over social media. Tens of thousands of military aged men filmed themselves being loaded into trucks. Unbelievably there were people who denied the reality of this breach, claiming it to be a brilliant feat of open borders while EVEN the _leftist_ local government of Ceuta was demanding the declaration of a state of emergency and deployment of the Spanish army, terrified for the locals. After years of being brainwashed into believing that increased migration would be a great benefit for Spain, the psychological response of a majority of Spaniards to this sudden coordinated influx was the instant collective suspension of that batshit delusion. No, we don’t leave our bedroom doors wide open to Muslim migrant men, thanks. You can’t be against violence against women and girls and pro globalization and open borders. That is DELUSIONAL. Ceuta, population 83,000, was swamped with men setting fire to cars, burglarizing homes, and stabbing people in the street. Some were filmed on camera admitting that they were fleeing prison sentences for serious crimes, including murder. Women are reportedly still missing. Some reported attempted rape. One blonde woman was on camera surrounded by migrant men, clamoring for “urgent help”. October 7 was way worse, by the way. Ceuta is no Sderot. Alas, the residents of the Spanish territory did not enjoy their brush with Islamic invasion. (I lost a lot of friends after expressing relief that Trump won the election. Just a reminder to them now, in the event they’re reading: the only reason I wanted Trump to win was to protect America’s borders. Maybe you understand now.) The migrants were motivated by Pedro Sanchez’s soft migration policy, claiming that by entering the Spanish territory of Ceuta, they could be naturalized and move freely onwards through Spain and Europe. Italy immediately recognized the threat and closed the Schengen agreement with Spain. Spain became the ridicule of Europe, the UK, America and - notably - Israel, who responded with _schadenfreude_. It was pointed out that Spain’s world-beating anti-Israel fixation since October 7 was kind of ironic considering news of this African, uh, colony. That any response to the unwanted border-breaching migrants would be potential “genocide”. That any crimes committed by the migrants would be “justified resistance against colonizers”. _Is there a problem with the Free Palestine you ordered, Spain?_ etc. What the Spanish - and indeed the rest of Europe – need to digest is that this invasion was no accident. The same thing happened for years on the Gaza border pre-October 7. “Ordinary” Gazans would go up to the border to test the limitations of what levels of protest the Israelis would tolerate. The Gazans used these exercises to gather intelligence, using crowds to hide the terrorists planning future attacks. We know how this deception ended. Do not drop your guard or become accustomed to it. Sanchez, meanwhile, blamed Israel somehow for this invasion, then proceeded to post his Spotify playlist for the summer as some sort of distraction, before today posting that all of the video footage of the Ceuta crisis was AI generated by “far right” media. > The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command. - George Orwell, 1984 If you want to know who has low IQ, zero integrity and a passion for conspiracy theory, see all the people reaching to frame Israel and the Jews for Ceuta. They include Kenneth Roth, of course, of Human Rights Watch fame. And all of your textbook human rights lawyers. How many times do I have to say it? The “human rights” experts are entertaining the biggest grift of our lifetimes. They don’t care one iota about human rights. The mask is slipping. The FBI is currently investigating a Mohammad Hasna, who is alleged to have abused his position as the global director of a purported humanitarian organization to raise money and provide funds and supplies to Hamas. This is who your “human rights” experts are. I have been warning you. Where indeed were Amnesty International on Ceuta? Where was Antonio Gutteres? Was there a statement forthcoming about African colonization of Spain? Colonization is illegal. Colonization is illegal. Colonization is illegal. Colonization is illegal. etc. And while we’re on the subject of the institutional left’s selective blindness, let’s talk about Zoe Garbett. Green Party London Assembly member, Hackney councillor, professional moralist. I made a video about her that went viral a few days ago. “Zoe Garbett, you are simply a racist,” I said. She held a meeting to remove Hackney’s twinning with the Israeli city of Haifa. The deadline given to Haifa’s mayor? October 7, 2026. Racist garbage. The same progressive double standard that lets her perform solidarity with Hamas while treating Jewish self-defense as the greater crime. These are the people who get to call themselves human rights experts. This is the institutional left. Sanchez is a socialist in bed with Islamists, who spent recent months offering the Islamic Regime of Iran support and visiting the Communist leaders of China. He’s not on the side of Spain. He’s on the side of himself, and other totalitarians. If you don’t trust the Jew to tell you, listen to Elica Le Bon. She’s not a Jew, _and_ she’s a lawyer. Sanchez’s hypocrisy doesn’t get clearer than this video to follow: > “Humanity is the greatest grift of our time. We live in the humanity era. It’s not about being good people, it’s about being good-appearing people. How do you appear good? You exploit the most valuable suffering for gain. Nobody cares about humanity. People value which humanity is most exploitable.” - Elica Le Bon, activist “Human rights” is a dog whistle for extortion. They are pretending to be good, because – as Elica says - it’s profitable to perform virtue. We know this! And yet people who have learned this lesson the hardest way are STILL denying it, STILL falling for the same grifters. STILL discarding us in favor of these charlatans. STILL entertaining the delusion. Western grifters have been getting away with exploiting whatever victims they can claim access to or claim to be able to speak for. _Nobody_ checks if they have credibility or authority for speaking for these victims. _Nobody_ determines whether they have any integrity or deep knowledge base. It’s an economy that serves only the person centering themselves as the “human rights” expert. The victims are silenced or invisible and they are exploited for the benefit of making the “human rights” expert look good. It’s everywhere; from Palestinians to the individual female victims of #MeToo. The reigning “humanitarian” fraudster of Europe - Pedro Sanchez - claims the Ceuta migrant crisis was resolved “quickly” and that everyone has been returned back to Morocco. Lol. Propaganda doesn’t resolve what’s happening on the ground where thousands remain and the agitation increases, and Sanchez gets what he wants: more migrants naturalized quickly for votes in the next election, which he’ll aim to rig by increasing the Islamist Israel-hating population. Say a prayer for the women and children of Spain; the real collateral in Spain’s dicey future. Usually I exercise more eloquence but I am at my wit’s end with the gulf of silence. I cannot understand how people remain passive bystanders in this. How you can continue to watch these “humanitarian” grifters take advantage of people in pain. How people I know can read my work and continue to wire their mouths closed. Do you see the destruction this is causing? Do you not understand the threat? I am terrified for the future. Humanitarians have intentionally discredited those of us who are sounding the alarm precisely because it prevents them from continuing to profit off the destabilization and eventual total downfall of our societies. They don’t care about our friends. They don’t care about our loved ones. They don’t care about our children. They’re a bunch of fucking bullies. Stand up to them. They’ve obliterated us from the arena. We need your voices. Look what they did to Boy George this last few days. What is happening to Boy George has happened systematically to every Jew and every Jewish ally for the last ten years. If you make any statement that is intended to bring peace to the region, to acknowledge the real pain of the conflict, to condemn October 7, to expose the Hamas narrative, to define Jewish people hood on Jewish terms, even to express good will towards Palestinians in a way that doesn’t erase Jews and Israelis… you will experience total social annihilation and expulsion. They had to destroy Boy George because his actions exposed the pro Palestinian grift. He is destroying their lies. He obliterates the genocide libel. We can win this information war, but it’s going to take YOU. It’s also going to take decorum and diplomacy from Israeli and Jewish leaders. We cannot win it if we gloat, and behave like our enemies. The Israeli/Jewish _schadenfreude_ around Ceuta left me deeply embarrassed. Haven’t we just spent three years correctly fighting back against a narrative that we believe in “collective punishment”? And here we are spouting in public that we’re happy that Spain is receiving the “karma” they deserve?! Spain is a country of millions of people, all of whom have many opinions. Beyond that fact, there are also 50,000 Jews in Spain. I speak to my friends there almost every day. I am horrified and angry for the people of Spain. I fear for the local communities. I also fear for the days ahead for Spain under its toxic government of Sanchez and his crooked migration policies designed to secure votes and a forever tenure in power. A government the people of Spain despise. What use is “I told you so”? This is not the time. It’s the time to have empathy. To make friends. To influence the truth. To build bridges. Yes, Spain has been historically Jew-hating, yes cities like Barcelona and Madrid have become display centers of anti Israel lunacy, that’s all true. And yet, we know that the people who scream the loudest are not always the majority. After October 7, I felt isolated intellectually. And I bought my first Douglas Murray book. I had heard he was a “racist”. But I had long been a “racist” too. So I thought - maybe I should read some of the other “racists”, especially the ones who were also bravely coming to Israel to report on the massacre while being rocketed by Hamas. I read this book, _The Strange Death of Europe_. Then I read all of his other books. Then we met a few times and he was even more delightful in person. Which isn’t hard because as delightful as his writing is, it’s also disturbing and prophetic. Europe is toast now. Douglas predicted it. Read him. The humanitarians are wrong, and time will show it. We have to hold the moral line. We need as many of us as possible to do it. Stop being afraid to stand up to the fake humanitarians. The consequences of letting them get away with it are dire. Today, my dear friend Tanya put out a podcast episode we recorded in her car a few weeks back. It might be my most intimately open conversation yet about loss, grief, rebuilding, forgiveness, and my hope for re-connection and reconciliation. It’s aptly titled: The Last Lesbian Zionists. _To support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year._ Subscribe now

The dangerous things I think out loud

At Shabbat dinner, there was a discussion around how more Gen Z kids date by committee and cast off people before they even get close to them. Example Gen Z-er: “My friends said red flags so I ghosted.” I offered my reasoning. Not that I’m Gen Z, but I don’t think this nonsense is limited to Gen Z. It’s because we are experiencing a death of vulnerability. We are living in a time of enabling, where people want as much control over their lives as possible, and refuse to surrender to feelings they can’t control. Feelings like real love. Committees of friends help guard you from falling. It’s a Greek tragedy. Twenty-four hours later, I was watching one in the movie theater with two of the remaining Zionist lesbians in Los Angeles (we’re like the last of the Mohicans at this point). We went to see _The Odyssey_. I was deeply impacted by Christopher Nolan’s adaptation of Homer’s classic; the epic story of how Odysseus fought the Trojan war, only to experience years in exile fighting gods and monsters, sacrificing the lives of his men to try and find his way back home. He is fed the lotus flower by Calypso, the immortal sea nymph, on a deserted paradise to numb him from remembering his traumas, his friends, even his wife and his son. Calypso claims to be nursing him, but in reality she is keeping him captive in exchange for immortality with her. Twenty years pass. Odysseus breaks free by remembering, and by sitting in the pain of those memories. That is the only way he gets home. Facing his past, despite the pain of doing so, emancipates him. The fable brought me to my knees. But especially the scene post-Hades, where Odysseus has to lead his ships past the sirens - mermaids who lure sailors to their deaths with the haunting sirens song. He orders his crew to put wax in their ears and tie him to the mast exposed to their sound. His internal monologue reveals the anguish behind his screams and wails: > _“What you most want is what you most can't have, and what you most can't have is what you already had and lost."_ Tears stream down my face, still. How does a warrior get home after all he’s had to do to win the war? Odysseus had to experience every single consequence of his actions in order to be the man who is ready to return. Not a lesson unlearned. He held tightly onto control, refusing to believe every time he was warned that he would lose more of his men, but lose them he continued to do. It was not until Odysseus entirely surrendered to the sea, that it washed him back ashore Ithaca, his home. He had to embrace his vulnerability. He had to stop controlling his past in order to get back to his future. Yesterday was the third anniversary of the death of Sinead O’Connor. Sinead and I were friends. I put on her records yesterday morning while battling a stomach infection, thinking about _The Odyssey._ Her voice bleats the tragedy of a Greek myth. > _“I will live by my own policies, I will sleep with a clear conscience, I will sleep in peace.”_ - ‘The Emperor’s New Clothes’ We knew each other. She knew who I was, I knew who she was. She respected me for exposing the mental health issues that are cruelly ignored by record labels. I gained her respect by being the only person in her entire career who asked her what the industry could have done to better protect her mental health. She had so much insight into the weird world of celebrity and wanted badly for me to write a book about Amy Winehouse, who passed away 15 years ago last Thursday. I wish she’d had a hundred years. What is her legacy? Probably that being a brazen woman in this world is rarely understood or rewarded but it’s unforgettable. That some of us don’t make it home after the battles. Someone asked me on Instagram yesterday if I struggled with the fact that her name was used to support the “neo-nazism” of leftists. I responded: “I struggle with witnessing people using complicated women as their own symbols, including many famous women I have called friends.” The culture of enabling kills vulnerability. All the Calypsos and the lotus flowers shackle a person to their unhealed pain, and silence their voices. Never assume you know how anyone thinks or feels. Not in today’s world. Pop psychology tells us that vulnerability is strength. You can do hard things! Be with someone who challenges you! Sit in the discomfort! But when was the last time people really did that? When was the last time the leftist cult or the LGBTQ+ community had an honest conversation that made them feel uncomfortable? I tried to have a conversation with a couple last week, who supported Mamdani’s hate speech. “I’d love to sit down with you one day Eve.” How about today? How about now? Do we only sit in discomfort with the people we already agree with? What are they all so scared of? At Berlin Pride on Saturday an Islamist murdered one person and injured 30+ more while ramming a van into the crowd. He had a history of radicalism. He was neutralized. The Queers for Palestine blamed right wing politicians, deflecting from the uncomfortable reality. A reality that - as I wrote last week: antizionism kills. This morning, an Islamist stabbed three woman in broad daylight on the streets of Paris. Again, antizionism kills. I was sent photos overnight from friends holidaying in Athens. Antizionism kills. How many times does it have to be expressed? It’s the truth. When you choose to control the outcome over accepting the vulnerable truth, it will cost you more. Ask Odysseus. An Islamist committed the terror attack in Berlin at Pride. It's easy for me to say, but it's so hard for mainstream media. Why is that? Because they've sacrificed free speech for "tolerance", and "tolerance" is what gets us all killed. Maybe the lesson here is that they exiled those of us who were warning them about the threat of Jihad and now it’s coming to kill them? It’s coming to kill all of us. The Queers for Palestine of Berlin should be very angry. They should feel fooled and used. They are nothing but collateral useful idiots for an extremist ideology that hates them. But they are too weak and too egomaniacal to stop destroying themselves. They have lost the capacity to be wrong, to be vulnerable. I saw a video last week about how TikTok was manipulated after October 7 so that the algorithm would turn a generation into Pro Palestine goons, and antizionist Israel haters. I saw the same thing happen in 2022 during the Depp vs Heard trial. My credibility is as consistent as it is pristine. I have held onto the truth. I have been vulnerable. It cost a lot, but I am free to speak. The masses have given away their own survival instincts to an ideology that wants to imprison them. Vulnerability requires the capacity to be wrong, to revise the image you see in the mirror. A culture of control cannot tolerate that. It replaces inquiry with enforcement. It treats dissent as contamination. It builds walls to keep out the voices that know the truth. The ultimate result is not really the betrayal of those of us who sounded the alarm, it is the betrayal of themselves as individuals. They have erased themselves. They have silenced themselves. In seeking control, they have given all of it to someone who cannot and will never speak for them. How can you make it back home if you cannot sit with your mistakes? You can’t. With that said, I’m not home yet either. Will we find our way back to each other? Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, subscribe for $10/month or $100/year._

Who are the people circling the wagons around the ICC’s arrest warrant for Benjamin Netanyahu? Amal Clooney. Zohran Mamdani. Sadiq Khan. Why are they so desperate to preserve a document signed by Karim Khan – the man just voted out of the building as chief prosecutor after findings of serious sexual misconduct, including coercive non-consensual acts against a junior staffer? You can - and should - watch her powerful testimony here: Why defend the process of an accused sexual predator when the target is the democratically elected leader of the Jewish state fighting a war of survival against the organization that filmed itself raping and burning Jews alive on October 7? What do these individual progressive leaders so invested in “human rights” all have in common? It starts with “I.” It ends in “slam.” This is not complicated. It is the same pattern I documented days ago in _Antizionism Kills _(which it attempted to do four hours later, when a Jewish man was stabbed in the chest with a screwdriver while exiting a synagogue on the Upper West Side, by a terrorist screaming “Allahu Akbar”). Mamdani, the newly installed mayor of the largest Jewish city in America outside Israel, spent this week performing the purest form of the DARVO script against the Jewish people. He labeled Netanyahu a “war criminal”, declared him unwelcome in New York, and demanded enforcement of an ICC warrant he openly admitted the city has zero power to execute. Propaganda. A deliberate inversion that erases the October 7 massacre so that Jewish self-defense can be re-framed as the original sin. He did this, and the predicted aforementioned attack took place. Mamdani’s response was the usual gaslighting: condemnation of “hate” that carefully omitted Jihadism (“Our administration will always stand against bigotry and do everything in our power to root out antisemitism, racism, and hateful acts of all kinds”), followed by the same moral preening that got him millions of Instagram likes (nine million, to be precise) for calling the leader of the only Jewish state a “criminal”. And note: Mamdani prayed in a mosque last week where the Imam openly calls for the deaths of all non-Muslims. When the blood is Jewish, the cameras and the hashtags somehow never quite reach the same volume. At the Mamdani-less press conference outside the synagogue where the attack happened, leader Rabbi Levine said: > “When I was growing up the only time we saw security outside of my synagogue or my Jewish day school was when the mayor came to speak. The police were there to protect him. Today every time the mayor speaks we need the police to protect us.” * * * The other week, when confronted with rising rape statistics in New York City, Mamdani played them down by claiming the increase was largely due to a “successful widening of the scope of what constitutes rape” (the expanded legal definition under the Rape Is Rape Act). That, and survivors finally reporting older assaults. _Are you fucking kidding me?_ The mayor’s instinct on sexual violence is to contextualize the numbers away, to frame the rise as progress in reporting rather than a crisis requiring urgent confrontation? This is not neutral governance. It is the soft-pedaling that always accompanies a broader ideological project. That project is the Islamisation of New York City. Not in the cartoonish sense of overnight theocracy, but in the steady cultural and political reorientation that treats Islamic supremacist priorities as progressivism: selective blindness to Jihadist violence, elevation of narratives that pathologize Jewish self-defense, and a progressive veneer that excuses or minimizes crimes that clash with the preferred coalition between Islamists and socialists. When the same mayor who demands Netanyahu’s arrest under a predator’s warrant simultaneously downplays rising rape reports as success, he reveals the hierarchy. Jewish safety and women’s safety become secondary to the larger script: one that allies with forces for whom _both_ are negotiable. As for “feminist human rights lawyers” like Amal Clooney… well don’t they just love hanging out with accused rapists… It’s their brand at this point. Karim Khan’s warrant was never about justice. It was about the permanent exceptionalism applied only to Jews. The same people who treat every other nation’s self-defense as legitimate treat Israel’s as uniquely criminal. The same “feminist human rights lawyers” who advise on these warrants go silent when the prosecutor himself is the one accused of using power to coerce sex. Alarm bells should be ringing loudly. Clooney backed the process. Mamdani and Khan demand its enforcement. The common denominator is not principle. It is the ideology that treats Jewish sovereignty as the original offense and every instrument that can be turned against it - courts, mayors’ offices, mainstream leftist media - as fair game. This week Mamdani declared war on America’s Jews. Not with tanks. With the language that creates the permission structure for the next attack. “War criminal”. “Unwelcome”. The same blood libels: apartheid, genocide, colonizer. Words that, as I wrote prior, have nothing to do with the realities of Gaza or the West Bank and everything to do with stripping Jews of the right to exist as a free people in their ancestral homeland. These words do not critique policy. They license violence. They turn a stabbing outside a synagogue into background noise while the mayor of New York performs for the DSA gallery - and while rape statistics are explained away as a bureaucratic win. Deny the originating atrocity. Attack the victim who fights back. Reverse the roles so the aggressor becomes the moral center. Mamdani is not an outlier. He is the logical product of decades of refusal by legacy Jewish organizations to name antizionism for what it is: a hate movement. It kills. And the same soft language that minimizes rape numbers is the language that softens the ground for the next wave of targeted violence against Jews and women alike under the banner of “context”. We will not absorb this. We will not treat it as another bad news cycle. Mamdani must be countered with extreme urgency - not because he is uniquely powerful, but because he is the most visible American face of a movement that has already bloodied Jewish streets from Pittsburgh to Paris to the Upper West Side, and that treats rising sexual violence as a statistical footnote. Doing so while chasing Israeli leaders. Those leaders had to beg institutions such as UN Women to even consider the gamut of evidence of sexual atrocities committed against Israeli women, men and children on October 7. How do we fight back? We name it without apology. Antizionism is not criticism of a government. It is the organized denial of Jewish self-determination, the only people on earth whose right to a state is treated as uniquely illegitimate. We say the quiet part out loud: the selective outrage that reserves its highest moral energy for Jews while remaining silent on the IRGC, Hezbollah, Hamas, or the actual genocides and colonial projects that do not involve the Jewish state is not antiracism. It is Muslim supremacy dressed in progressive language, and the refusal to see it is itself a form of racism. We refuse the gaslighting. We do not accept the subsequent statements about “zero tolerance for hate” or “context” as sufficient. We demand the same energy for Jihadist ideology and for actual women’s safety that he deploys against Jewish self-defense. We build parallel institutions and parallel courage. We stop begging for approval from spaces that have already decided Jews are the problem. We support the voices - Jewish and non-Jewish - who still possess pattern recognition. We document every instance of the double standard, from the ICC’s selective warrants to today a yoga retreat in Malaga (I reported on this on X) that polices _only_ Israeli participation: We treat the libels as the enabling language they are, exactly as we would treat the vocabulary that enables violence against women or gay people. And we fight for the future of the West itself. Because the same forces that have decided Jews are the acceptable target will not stop with us. The Cold War never ended for those of us who can still see it. We see the next chapter of an old totalitarianism that always begins by isolating the “Jew”. Listen to Jews this time. Listen to survivors. Or keep enabling the next October 7 and the next wave of unpunished violence while pretending the man with the violent ideology is the charming reformer who merely brings “context”. We are not going anywhere. And we will not let these fake actors rewrite the moral order of New York City or the United States of America. You are an individual. You are not part of a groupthink. Pick up the mantle. Viktor Frankl wrote: “What is to give light must endure burning.” It’s going to hurt. It already does. Believe me, it can - and will - get a lot worse. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year._

the danger of Zohran Mamdani

Ernest Hemingway once wrote: “The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.” The world broke me on October 7, 2023, and I have become - to the torment of my enemies - pure steel in all those broken places. I believe my life has not been an accident, and that all roads have led me to this exact place. I believe that every experience I have had has given me this inherently unique perspective that only I possess, that bestows upon me an ability to see exactly where the storm is coming from and how we surpass it. It has taken me my entire life to come to the moment today where I can write the following, and it has been brewing in me for years. I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to be the voice for the change you want to see in the world. It’s taken me time to say this out loud. I’m choosing my words with care and with respect - because this isn’t about rage or performance. It’s about truth, and truth demands patience. You might be here for many different reasons. Some of you found me as the music journalist who broke and championed some of the world’s most exciting artists –Haim, Lizzo, Charli XCX, Billie Eilish, to name a few – and yes, the endless saga of bothering Taylor Swift. The person who gave the _NME_ its last brilliant chapter as a print icon. Others came during 2022, when I spoke out during one of the biggest trials in recent history and refused to stay silent about what I knew. None of that can be erased. It’s all true, on record, and nobody can deny what I did or sacrificed. And many more found me after October 7, when everything shifted. All of those threads – my work, my advocacy, my lived experience – have converged. These experiences are not random. They’ve brought me here, and I have a responsibility to use them to try to move the world, even a little. Yesterday I spent all day reading a manuscript that took me back to the initial horrors of October 7. It reminded me of the moment I had no other option but to leap into a role I still feel imposter syndrome even claiming: I became a war journalist. I wore the bulletproof vest and helmet. I ran from rockets. I shook on the ground as bombs fell. Every single time, my heart stopped and I thought I was about to die. I had made a pact with myself that it was okay if I did – because by then I had already been stripped of everything: my career, my most important relationships, the private projects I was creating that I was proudest of. My life was unraveling, and I was being pushed into personal chaos I didn’t have space for while my head was filled with images of young women with burnt-off clothes and limbs contorted into unnatural shapes, faces collapsed by artillery, beheaded babies. My brain burned with rage and confusion at the Western women I had stood beside for years now actively trying to silence me and dismantle my reality. I didn’t have time to defend myself against people who should have understood. Who should have remembered me. Who should have offered a shoulder when I needed it most. But I still need them to understand. I _need_ them to remember. I am fragmented. I am traumatized. I am still deeply distressed. I never had the time to be diplomatic because there was none: the Jews were being hunted and we were so far behind. I’ve been writing about survivors of sexual assault and domestic violence since 2016. I know how society favors the perpetrator over the victim. I saw the same DARVO tactics - Deny, Attack, Reverse Victim and Offender - used against Jews long before October 7th. The script was written in advance. After October 7, while I was begging to be remembered by the people I had defended and the artists I had championed, I went to a war zone not knowing what I was doing, convinced I might die. I ran from rocket fire, downloaded the app (Tzofar) that told me how many seconds I had to hide. I walked through homes that had been bloodbaths, stood in charred rooms where families were murdered together, where women were raped, where children were slaughtered. I wanted to throw the shoes I wore there in the bin. I inhaled the smoke. I looked into eyes that had seen things people may never be ready to speak about. I knew what it was to hold hard testimony against a sea of lies. This was that -magnified beyond words. And while I carried those realities, a historic psyops played out across the world, denying what happened and painting the victims as the perpetrators. The Jews. The most targeted people in history. Against a Gazan society that trains children to hate as soon as they can comprehend language. It has been deeply distressing to watch the mob steal the narrative so completely. To watch people passionately promote evil. It’s as distressing as when I watched the world do the same thing every time a woman spoke up against her abuser. The actual targets of this violence are now in a form of Stockholm Syndrome, seduced by what I can only call Palestinianism. It is the equivalent - with even worse stakes - of the world falling for the charm of a violent man. We are favoring savages over the most persecuted ethnic group since the dawn of time. I need you to break out of the echo chamber. It is a cage, and you are being exploited inside it. Trent Reznor sings this song: _“Why do you get all the love in the world?”_ I listened to that almost every day the first 12 months after October 7, thinking about how everyone had fallen head over heels for Hamas’s bullshit, while I ran 10 kilometre circles around my local reservoir, where hostage posters were being ripped down, and red paint was smearing lies about Jews as “genocidal baby killers” on the walls. My friend Travis Hawley has begun exposing a gargantuan disinformation campaign -bot farms, coordinated smears (21 accounts pushed 137k posts to 5-10 billion views to an earned media value of $65m, read here) - that has convinced millions Israel is the villain while the Islamic Republic of Iran and all of its proxies, including Hamas in Gaza and Hezbollah in Lebanon, plays the underdog. The inversion is staggering. I can’t stay silent about how this connects to what I’ve survived: the smearing, the physical and online stalking by alleged “feminist” advocates who stand up for survivors, the very people who should have protected me now trying to paint me as crazy. The irony is brutal. And I can’t stay silent while people claim places in every social justice lane - feminism, anti-racism, environmentalism, LGBT rights - while centering Palestine, dragging vulnerable people into an agenda that values death over every sweet thing life has to offer. I’m appealing for conversation. This is bigger than us. If you have departed from me, please hear me now. Why are we still talking about a genocide when the ceasefire is active? Listen to Mosab the Green Prince, son of a Hamas founder who fled them: he says that at this pace it would take 800 years for Israel to commit a genocide in Gaza. The fictitious genocide narrative existed years before October 7. The playbook was already written. October 7 simply lit the match. If I was uncouth in my approach before, it’s because I was in trauma. Within 36 hours of the attack I was a completely changed person. Alongside friends like Noa Tishby, I became one of the first voices relaying the horror to the world. By October 8 I had lived through thousands of minutes of searing fear. I hadn’t slept. I kept the lights on. Someone chased me with a car while I tried to go for a run on October 8 as the sun was setting - his eyes were locked on my Star of David. I watched the world turn against the Jews and I chose to fight, as I always have. Since October 7, the Jewish people have been in an existential fight for our survival. Whatever you have done to advance the cry of “Free Palestine” or spread the antizionist lies of genocide has helped build the worst global gaslighting of our lifetime. I have seen this psyops before with female survivors. This one is big enough to unravel civilization itself. So I’m asking you to see it for yourselves. Look at the cult of Palestine with clear eyes. Imagine, instead of the flag and the slogans, a charming man with a violent heart. The patterns are the same. The world has fallen for it before. We cannot afford to fall for it again. I’m choosing to speak because silence has never protected anyone. Not the victims I’ve fought for, not the community I love, and not the truth that deserves to be heard. Thank you for listening. Now, truly look - and let’s talk. 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Everything falls apart. If you read astrologers right now, we are apparently on the cusp of a collective change. As Jews, we are in the period known as the “nine days”; the first nine days of the month of Av, when the destruction of the temple is commemorated and mourned. That’s no coincidence. The Hebrew calendar is lunar. What happens in astrology happens in the inner spiritual sanctum of Judaism in tandem. You have to mourn what’s past before you can more forward. Can you do both at the same time? I do every day. My grief has the power to paralyze me but my vision keeps me from succumbing to it. I have been having visions this last week. Vivid dreams that don’t feel like dreams but premonitions. Then I wake up, and I am still in the in-between. If it keeps you awake at night. If it disrupts you in the most mundane moments. If it persists despite months or even years of uncertainty, then it’s part of your vision. I believe that. The body and the spirit lets go of what it has to in order to make room for what is coming. But if it doesn’t leave your body, it must be coming back in some form… The First and Second Temples had to be destroyed because the people were divided. We didn’t build a Third Temple. Instead, we built synagogues throughout the world, we wrote prayers, we built global communities where Judaism can endure. The Temple was destroyed and Jews were rebuilt everywhere. Sometimes exile becomes evolution. Sometimes a vessel must be completely drained, before it can be repleted. And the shift comes from there. But on what timeline? How do you jump forward and move beyond a numb purgatory? How do you stop settling for less? Locating your self-worth requires risk. And risk only takes a moment. A stunt-person can spend a lifetime training for the fall, but the action itself requires seconds. If you make that phone call, if you spark that reconnection, if you say that sorry or that hello, it could shatter your present reality, but if you don’t, how much longer will you stay in a half-empty vessel? I believe in my vision. I have no other choice. Since 2020 on, the lesson that life is really short hit a home run for me. The friendships you formed. The career you built. The person you loved. The soul you bonded to. The home you built. All of it can vanish in a second. And it’s out of your hands. What took me 40 years to create has taken mere minutes to be shattered. And yet the vision remains unflinching because my heart has never changed. I am devoted to everything I do and everyone I meet. I am absolutely dedicated to my work, my family and my friends. All of that which I have written, all of that which I have spoken, is carried with me, even if it has yet to find a landing. It’s never too late, sometimes it’s not yet the right time. I move fast. Why? Because everything falls apart. It’s OK that we don’t all move at the same speed. I have spent years licking wounds and feeling angry and letting my anxiety slow me down. I move quickly because I have to. What if you threw caution to the wind and trusted your gut in this moment, in these days. What if you pursued your vision? What if you stopped asking for permission or leaning on the things that hold you back instead of pushing yourself forward? So what if shatters the status quo? It is all going to shatter eventually anyway. In these days I hold my vision. I know that the courage and the heart was not for nothing. The more I trust it, the closer it feels. The moment comes. The almost of before becomes the yes of tomorrow. It has to. We don’t sit in the wreckage forever. Subscribe now I’ve been writing on other subjects recently. You can read my work on _that_ Elliot Page moment, on domestic violence in pop culture, and on Rosalia’s live show. And if you’d like to support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year.

The perseverance of Evan Rachel Wood

Israel’s not a dirty little slut riding in cars with drug-pushing predators. Or she wasn’t before this last weekend. She had standards. She cared about who she let talk about her all over town; to highlight her virtues. That’s until Clavicular came along. _Who?_ I scratched my head too. I enjoy getting older and not having to care about a new trend called “looksmaxxing”… Clavicular may sound like something you wake up with 36 hours after leaving Coachella but it’s the name of a Gen Z influencer whose brand appears to consist of two things: taking extreme measures to ‘improve’ his physical appearance (such as hitting his own face with a hammer), and degrading young women. He’s essentially Andrew Tate for college kids. Real name: Braden Peters, age 20. Here he is on the approach to Hilton Beach in Tel Aviv last weekend, laughing about wanting to “paint some girls’ faces”. He’s not talking about Farrow & Ball. Some schmuck decided it was a good idea to donate him a trip to Israel, so he could bring his brand of womanizing to the streets of Tel Aviv. Why? Well, he’s an influencer, and he’s “who all the kids are listening to”. Reader, I hope your kids never listen to someone like Clavicular. Why would anyone want their children to learn about their Jewish values from a non-Jewish Groyper edgelord degenerate who hangs out with neo-Nazi Nick Fuentes and films himself singing Kanye West’s “Heil Hitler” in Miami’s most exclusive clubs? This is one for the parents and it may sting: your kids shouldn’t be listening to “Clav”; they should be listening to _you_. For the Gen X-ers among you, imagine this. It’s 1999. A Jewish donor decides to bring Marilyn Manson to Israel because he’s “who all the kids are listening to”. Marilyn Manson proceeds to defecate on the _tayelet_ , sexually assault women on camera for an upcoming music video, and talk on a livestream about how he removed one of his ribs so he could suck his own penis. Then he went back from whence he came, and continued to wear his Nazi uniform onstage on tour, shrieking: “The beautiful people! The beautiful people!” Here’s some background on Clavicular. The receipts that matter. In May 2026, he was charged with a misdemeanor for unlawfully discharging a firearm in a public place after streaming a video of himself shooting a dead alligator in the Florida Everglades. After a plea deal he received six months’ probation. In March 2026, Clavicular was arrested on a warrant in Fort Lauderdale for misdemeanor battery and criminal conspiracy, allegedly filming a fight between his girlfriend and another woman at an Airbnb. The month prior in February of this year, Clavicular was arrested in Scottsdale for using a fake ID at a bar. He faced felony charges for dangerous drug possession after police reportedly found pills on him. That case was dropped. Worst of all, in April of this year, he was named in a civil suit filed by another teenage influencer that includes accusations of sexual assault, battery, fraud, and injecting her with unregulated substances while live-streaming. As the cries from our own Jewish influencers defending this bootlicker come in — “You all think you’re so morally superior!!” — I respond: To Clavicular? Yes, I do believe I am. As we have been arguing for three years, Israel and Gaza are not equivalent societies. But if you bring this degenerate to Israel as a potential ally, what exactly are you hoping for the Israeli moral high ground? Allies must be reliable narrators of truth. A young sex pest who is aspirational to the incel community is not a reliable ally. His brand is to degrade women. He will return back to his online frat party to downgrade Israeli women, because that is his brand of influence, and Israel is where he was gifted access to exercise it. We just served him IDF female soldiers on a platter. One IDF soldier (who I won’t name) allowed herself to be disgraced — straddling him on livestreams and more. The IDF is reprimanding her and stripping responsibilities. Critics say it’s enough. And yet she is also a victim of this power imbalance. A man with millions of followers and a 20-year-old private have no parity. She fell into his trap. He makes bank and moves on; she gets death threats and national slut-shaming. In hours, Clavicular mocked the IDF’s hard-won progress on gender equality. Unlike Hamas, Clav was given a free shot. We feminists who have led advocacy against a global October 7 denial from our former fellow sisters have had enough. We are told to shut our mouths by Jewish influencers who are calling for ‘unity’ in this moment. Unity? Sorry, who is the problem here? Is it we who want to protect our daughters and our sisters, or you who want to protect the guy who seeks to humiliate and diminish them? Do all our values go out the window because some prick with x million followers wants to be shown a good time in the country we live and die for? Last time I checked we were fighting for Western morals here. How can we fight for Western morals if we’re not extolling them? If we are fighting rape denialism then we lose ground inviting Gen Z’s Andrew Tate to Israel to degrade Israeli IDF soldiers. We lose infinite ground. Some of us advocates feel the fight for Israel in our own bodies. Others who claim to be warriors of our tribe clearly don’t. Instead they understand it intellectually and manipulate it for their own gain. In psychology this is known as the difference between affective and cognitive empathy. No woman or man who bore witness to the atrocities of Hamas on October 7 and has been affected by it as though it happened to us personally is going to waste breath suggesting that Clavicular will solve Israel’s PR problem. But those who pretend to be affected, and figured out how they could make the pain of others work for their own benefit and their own brand are very loud today about why the rest of us just don’t _get it_. I get it. _It_ is called misogyny. And yet again, as I’ve been writing of late, the biggest misogynists are the pick-me women desperate for a piece of Clav, then insisting that they don’t make the rules. This isn’t an either or. It’s not Clavicular or nothing. Can’t we have standards? I say we can. I say we do make rules. There are the Ten Commandments for a start. I’m not religious, but “thou shalt not worship false idols” landed. The calls for unity right now aren’t really hitting with those of us who have been fighting in the trenches for years for the right reasons and not for, well, the profit to be made from branding the pain of our Jewish brothers and sisters. _You idiots don’t appreciate his social media numbers!_ they say. Who cares about numbers. We are 0.2% of the global population. Did Galileo have numbers on his side? Or was he right about the earth being round despite the idiocy of crowds? Numbers don’t make you right. Popularity doesn’t make you God. If this deference to influencers is the future of the Jewish state then I am walking away. Pass me the keffiyeh. How does this performative morality make us any better than our enemies? It doesn’t. So here I am. I won’t let us lower the bar. Women are not our sacrificial lambs. And moral values are not conditional for clicks. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year._

Some people make really smart decisions. And then there are certain LGBTQ+ people who try to summer vacation in Turkey and Egypt. I’m sure by now you have seen the story of the 2000 gay men on a gay cruise in the Mediterranean. If you have yet to see this story, let me provide a brief overview. Earlier this week, said gay cruise (Virgin Voyages’ Scarlet Lady) was attempting to dock in Turkey. They were denied entry. The shipping company then decided to make up for this oversight to their passengers by taking them to Israel instead. Wait no, they didn’t. That would have made sense. Instead, they decided to take them to another Muslim country: Egypt. And guess what? Egypt too denied the ship and all its passengers entry. Why? Because in Islamic countries it is illegal to be gay. In many it is punishable by death. It does not matter if you are a queer for Palestine, they do not want you. They don’t even want your money. Don’t believe me? The Turkish authorities said no because the passengers were “known for behavior that does not align with the values and moral standards of our society” and that allowing them to be in Turkey was “absolutely out of the question.” This passenger still doesn’t seem to understand why. As he says: “but it’s like, we’re too gay to spend a bunch of money in your country?” Yes, that’s right. In much of the Islamic world, they don’t want your tourism if it comes with open homosexuality. Watch: This wasn’t bad luck. It was a failure of basic pattern recognition. This is the Western LGBTQ+ activist culture in miniature: performative choices that feel bold in Brooklyn or London but collide with reality elsewhere. They can’t make a good decision to save their lives - literally. They hand out awards for existing, treat selfies as activism, and build echo-chamber “safe spaces” that shield them from dissent rather than preparing them for the world as it is. “It’s the taking part that counts,” they say — the participation trophy logic of adults who’ve convinced themselves that intent matters more than outcomes. We’re adults. Winning counts. Adapting to reality counts. The same pattern repeats closer to home. Elliot Page’s appearance at the The Odyssey premiere became an internet spectacle for all the wrong reasons. I don’t condone the jeering. But anyone with foresight could have predicted it. Casting a 5’1” biological female who transitioned in 2020 as a Greek warrior was always going to strain credulity – especially after Page had built a career playing gay women when that was the commercially safe identity. The public isn’t buying the full narrative, no matter how loudly dissent is labeled bigotry. I am both embarrassed by what is going on here and uncomfortable with the public mauling response, which you’d have to be living inside a Greek fable to have missed. The entire internet broke out in laughter, like they were jeering at a circus freak. Ugly all round, to be honest. I interviewed Page in 2015, when it had just become bankable to be “queer” in Hollywood, and Page had come out as a lesbian – who had four films lined up where the character was a gay woman. In hindsight it’s interesting that Page said this in the interview (for _ELLE_): > “I’m friends with many actresses my age and it’s competitive, absolutely, but it’s also the most supportive, lovely environment. Women don’t really get to work together because movies usually involve a lot of men and one woman. When women want to work together, we have to make it happen ourselves.” Again, I’m not condoning the mass harassment of Page at the premiere this week. And yet, I believe the decision to cast him in this role was - again - not a smart decision. The collective is laughing at a premise they have been forced to accept for many years lest they are a bigot: that if women transition to transmen and perform their version of masculinity, everyone in society will accept them as men at face value, including at the steepest face value in a Hollywood blockbuster. That is plainly not what is happening. Page’s recent documentary uses sex-changing clownfish and gay penguin parents to argue human sex and gender are more fluid than we thought. These examples are real in the animal kingdom, but humans are not fish or birds. Our psychology involves layered self-reflection, long-term identity formation, and secondary emotions that animal analogies can’t capture. Reasonable questions remain: Does medical transition reliably alleviate dysphoria long-term, especially for same-sex attracted women who may be grappling with internalized homophobia or misogyny? The evidence is still unsettled. Feel free to disagree with me on these matters, and do whatever you want with your adult bodies. But what we are doing here is presenting vulnerable people as tokens for commercial and social suicide. But hey - that’s all that social justice movements have done for the last two decades, am I wrong? This is part of a larger pattern. BLM raised over $90 million after George Floyd, only for much of it to disappear into luxury properties, consultants, and family-linked spending while Black communities saw violent crime spikes and little structural progress. MeToo left many of its public faces (TIME magazine’s Silence Breakers etc) isolated after the cameras moved on, facing SLAPP lawsuits and zero structural support. The expanding LGBTQ+ umbrella has sparked internal criticism from lesbians and gay men who feel sex-based rights and same-sex attraction have been deprioritized in favor of gender identity — with real debates over sports, spaces, and youth medicalization. Detransitioners increasingly describe feeling used as tokens before being sidelined. Rapid, social-media-driven activism keeps serving up vulnerable people for commercial or ideological sacrifice, then offering little protection when backlash arrives. Christopher Nolan cannot plausibly claim Elliot Page is shielded from the consequences of this casting decision. Progressives keep choosing the path of least intellectual resistance while calling it resistance. This is what “suicidal empathy” looks like: demanding the world ignore biology, culture, and tradeoffs, then acting shocked when reality pushes back. The cruise passengers weren’t denied entry because they lacked rainbow flags. They were denied because they ignored the actual values of the societies they sailed toward; the same pattern of denial that produces Hollywood own-goals, squandered donations, and fractured coalitions. Until the incentives reward clear-eyed adaptation over performative courage, more people will keep sailing into ports that don’t exist. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

The dangerous things I think out loud

God lives in art. If you love art, you cannot deny God. To me, atheism empties a person’s eyes. An artist who struggles to believe makes life harder. Where do they think that channel comes from? The gift was no happy accident. Is there humility in denial? To see soul is to believe souls exist. Souls are divine. Divinity is beyond earth, beyond science. Music brings heaven to earth. How can a non-believer touch the soul of a melody that arrived here? Rosalía has become the conductor between realms. If you don’t yet know the Spanish superstar from Catalonia, Rosalía, she made flamenco chic when she came up in 2017 with a sacred art piece called _Los Angeles_. (Recently, she was also the only great surprise about _Euphoria_ season 4). I was at her debut American show in 2019, which was followed a week later by her first Coachella performance. Again, I was there. She emerged a superstar. People were stunned by her, like they were discovering religion for the first time. Writing about her reminds me of the last moments of the life I had before I was cancelled. The last few years have immobilized me in many ways. I have had to sheath my heart to draw my sword. Spiritual belief felt necessary. Yet some days I lie paralyzed, wondering where that intoxicated writer has gone, the one who lived in the words, songs and impressions of great artists, chasing it down foreign alleyways and dark rooms. Perhaps, however, we confuse immobility for stillness. Perhaps I wasn’t stuck. Perhaps I was incubating. When I heard _Lux_ , Rosalía’s fourth album (November, 2025), I left my flesh prison. I remembered that there are infinite ways to say things, and in finding our own way, we free ourselves. The album is about many untouchable matters including romance and its problems, and the singer sought answers in the hagiographies of female poets and devout saints. In a world that picks apart Kardashians and Jenners, she sought long dead women of the cloth. On the track “Berghain”, Bjork comes in to comment in her Icelandic tones _“this is divine intervention”_ - and honestly, I was shaken. Are you talking to me? I thought. The only other piece of art that threw me from my own body in the last year was the Brazilian novelist Clarice Lispector. “Am I disorganized because I lost something I didn’t need?” she asks on ‘The Passion According To GH’, and that sentence finally landed my entire cancellation. She wrote a book about a woman who has an existential crisis after crushing a cockroach. You should read it if you’re struggling to make sense of the world. When I read Rosalía’s _Vogue_ cover promoting _Lux,_ she mentions Lispector, and I thought - right, that makes sense. Combined with the operatic space of that album (it’s sung in _fourteen_ languages, including Ukrainian, Arabic, Latin and Hebrew), I had sounds and sentences that felt expansive beyond my own mess. New oxygen. Sometimes you forget with every breath that it’s fresh. I witnessed the full expression of _Lux_ last night when I took myself to see the show. And as I watched Rosalía perform “Reliquia” in the opening act, I thought - there are few if zero woman who have ever been able to speak about fame this way. She chooses to absolve her need for it. “My heart’s never been my own,” she sings, offering herself up as a vessel to the audience, detached from the fickleness of popularity. Which is oddly how it feels for me to be the woman I have become. We live in an ugly world, but _Lux_ is beautiful. If this album doesn’t get you to kneel down and pray, nothing will. It is broadly about devotion, doused in Catholic imagery, as is the show. Devotion, however, is never just to God (I don’t think any nuns are reading). It’s to love. Women are devotional creatures and this devotion can be ruinous. And yet, how could we live without such servitude? During the show’s second act she performs “La Yugular” __ - my favorite moment on _Lux –_ while ascending a white staircase, before throwing herself face down with her microphone to the perspex floor. _“For you, I would destroy the sky,”_ reads the translating ticker above. _“For you, I would tear down hell.”_ I cried. I know that feeling. I don’t run from it. I understand why some people do. Love destroys, I believe that. It destroys the part of you that never knew it. The third verse may be one of the most exquisite poems I have read in eons to describe the vastness of that emotion. I'm in the world And the world fits in me I occupy the world And the world occupies me I've fit into one haiku And a haiku occupies a country A country fits in a sliver A splinter occupies the entire galaxy The whole galaxy fits in a drop of saliva A drop of saliva occupies Fifth Avenue Fifth Avenue fits on a piercing A piercing occupies a pyramid And a pyramid fits in a glass of milk And a glass of milk occupies an army And an army fits into a golf ball And a golf ball occupies the Titanic The Titanic fits in a lipstick A lipstick occupies the sky The sky is the thorn A thorn occupies a continent And a continent does not fit in it But He fits in my chest And my chest occupies his love And in his love I want to lose myself I need to catch my breath. Rosalía does seek God in art. Her transformations across four different albums allow her to attain a diverse, enviable super-fluency in four highly distinct acts during one show. The first sequence of the show combine her old world melismas with ballet. She sings _en pointe_ (that means on her tip toes) in Japanese _._ _“I’ll throw away my beauty before you have a chance to ruin it/It’s a talent I was born with.”_ Her conservatory-trained voice is an event in itself. It is possessed of a dominance and a mysticism, particularly on the likes of “El Redentor”, which would usually be more suited to a public procession during a _Semana Santa_. I found myself in a state of weeping worship watching her seductively wrap herself with discipline around her take on an Italian aria (“Mio Cristo Piange Diamanti”), before throttling the crowd with the volatile, dramatic “Berghain”. She is beyond type, beyond genre. Poetry in mesmering motion. The choreography is thrilling. The wardrobe is Dior; the most couture religious garb since Baz Luhrmann’s _Romeo + Juliet_. There is an orchestra on a second stage in the middle of the floor. In one moment, you could be watching a classical concert, and minutes later you are at a strobe-lit reggaeton rave with a female dreadlocked maestro who is dancing in rapture. What I found almost irritatingly good about the performance was the melding of high concept art with easy fun and whimsy. If nothing registered with you, you would still leave smiling from ear to ear. It’s a show that works for basic bitches who think “Sauvignon Blanc” __ is an ode to wine, and it’s a show that works for lipstick lesbians with PhDs in the divine feminine. Rosalía has cited inspiration from Spanish poet Alana Portero who encourages prayer, even in absence of belief. Portero speaks of “projecting yourself toward what’s beyond you.” In her art, Rosalía sacrifices all of her past to the crowd, but she does not protest her place, or show how hard it was to get here. She does no preaching. She merely inhabits her own vision and in her execution she just so happens to exalt herself above any living performer today. She is a pop star. Her job is to make popular art. She has made a physical music from all the beauty that remains. In language, in movement, in her mind’s eye. There is so much offered.Is she the antidote to atheism? I wondered, considering how she made this with the belief that it _could_ be popular. Godliness is not ritual. It is not about rules. It’s about connection that expands outward as shared humanity. It generates transcendence. _“Quepo en el mundo y el mundo cabe en mí,”_ she sings. I fit in the world, and the world fits in me. As I left the Forum, I thought of Kate Bush: _“If I only could make a deal with God, and get him to swap our places.”_ Rosalía’s gateway presents no answers. Instead more questions. Funny really because is that not why we struggle with God? Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please subcscribe for $10/month or $100/year._

The dangerous things I think out loud

The dangerous things I think out loud

Nova and the Sound of Silence

Pride in Tel Aviv

It’s 3am and I’m back in Terminal 3 of Vienna International. I’m on day three of travel as I attempt to get from LA to Israel. There is not a person in this terminal other than the rogue cleaning staff. I feel like Tom Hanks in that movie with Catharine Zeta Jones. Alas, I would rather be here awaiting my fate than stuck in my windowless airport hotel room. Why have I been paralyzed in Vienna (with the Ultravox chorus, and “Edelweiss” looping in my head) for almost 24 hours? _She’s going to say antisemitism_. Antisemitism. Antisemitism. The word is not an overreaction. Here I am, passport in hand, watching the departure board flicker, because a theocratic regime thousands of miles away decided Jews celebrating life – any life, including gay life – deserves ballistic missiles. Since October 7, the ability to travel to Israel – the only Jewish state – has been challenging. Few airlines are prepared or equipped to fly there, and Israel’s own airlines have been running reduced schedules. So while Jews have self-determined in our indigenous homeland, our freedom to move in and out of that homeland has been squeezed somewhat in these years following our own 9/11 as a result of security challenges. Last night as I was awaiting to board my last leg to Tel Aviv, the Iranian regime decided to end its hypothetical “ceasefire” and began a ballistic missile campaign across the country, after months of ‘quiet’. A friend on the ground called immediately anticipating that my flight would be cancelled (it was). Schools are closed across the country. Ben Gurion Airport remains open for now, but many airlines have stopped all flights, including mine. I am trying to get to Israel. That’s it. I’m trying to go to the Jewish homeland because the Foreign Ministry invited me to come and celebrate Pride in Jerusalem and Tel Aviv. I’m a card-carrying lesbian with consistent morals as regards human rights, liberty and freedom, which therefore makes me a Zionist, too, and a feminist for that matter. Labels aside, I’m also in need of a good time and I’m promised that a good time exists at Israel Pride. I’ve never been to Israel for Pride. Pride in Israel is the only Pride of any significance in the entire region of the Middle East, and competes with Pride celebrations in the biggest Western countries. Can you think of any other democracy in the world that’s so difficult to get to because it is constantly under threat from a theocratic regime that surrounds it on eight fronts? A theocratic regime that believes being gay is punishable by death? Iran executes people for same-sex acts. Hamas and Hezbollah have no concept of gay rights; their charters and sermons treat homosexuality as a Western disease or Israeli import to be eradicated. In much of the Palestinian territories and broader Muslim world, Pride isn’t cancelled – it’s inconceivable. Israel, by contrast, has served openly gay soldiers and politicians, hosts one of the region’s few legal same-sex marriage recognitions via civil registration, and runs Tel Aviv Pride as a major international event. The contrast isn’t propaganda. It’s reality. For the last few years, Pride in Israel has been cancelled. The regime’s mission is to ensure that. Not only does it need to protect its investment with the decades-long “pinkwashing” accusation against Israel (Iranian propaganda insists that Israel is _lying_ about its LGBT civil liberties and freedoms), it is seeking to destroy any representation for LGBT in the region, because - to the regime - Israel’s civilized, democratic, rights-oriented society is of deep shame to the goals of Islamic rule. Pride in Israel is thus inherently a permanent target; and silencing it is a great victory for the regime. Pride and the hypocrisy of the LGBTQ+ community has been the subject of these essays for many months lately because the surgical removal of Jews in the Diaspora from Western rainbow communities has graduated from being a grievance to a catastrophe. Pride parades are _Judenfrei_ in Europe, in liberal parts of America, in Australia, all over. After reaching blood-boiling point last week following multiple stories from Europe about harassment and abuse of Jews by the “Queer” community, and our exclusion from parades, from parties, from bars and clubs, I understood more than ever how vital it is that we can return to Israel, that we can gather as Jews in a diverse country and celebrate who we are without fear of being bullied out of our own movement. And yet, Israel faces a different existential threat upon its Pride: total annihilation of its people, of its country. Quite unifying when you think about it… As Queers for Palestine will go to this year’s parades centering their Palestinianism with flags and scarves of terror, they don’t for a moment understand the privilege they have to celebrate rights that were secured by their elders while ushering in the most dangerous - and criminally, the most _obvious_ - enemy to their dignity and future survival. They don’t understand how lucky they are to have the rights they do. Rights secured, in no small part, by liberal democracies who were once willing to defend themselves and not appease enemy states –including the Jewish state they now treat as the villain. They wave the flag of a movement whose founding documents call for their death, then demand Jews in the Diaspora accept exclusion from the very movement their predecessors helped build. It’s a civil union between historical illiteracy and moral exhibitionism. Tonight, Israel’s retaliative airstrikes on IRGC terror assets in Iran continue. No doubt as dawn breaks across Europe and America, the usual suspects – mainstream outlets and campus radicals – will frame Israel’s retaliatory strikes as unprovoked aggression, ignoring the barrage that triggered them. The “anti-war” marches will swell with the same crowds who stayed silent when Iranian proxies rained rockets on Israeli civilians, or when its leading regime in Iran executed thousands of its young protestors this January. None will mention the psychos that keep attempting to exterminate the Jews once and for all. They will devote their energy to banning Stars of David from Pride, and chanting for the Jihadists instead. A fatal idiocy. So I’m going to keep traveling. Onwards to Poland, and then - I hope - homeward to the Jewish state. I never imagined traveling back to Poland where half my family escaped pogroms in order to attempt to reach Israel, but today it feels strangely poetic. We fled this part of Europe to escape, dreaming of a place where Jews could exist without begging for permission. A century later, I’m traveling through that same soil, not as a refugee but as someone insisting on the other side of the promise. My spirits are high. I will get to Israel. I will celebrate this week with the best of Israel: gay, straight, Jewish, non-Jewish, Black, white… This isn’t about land or politics. It’s about humanity, life and survival. What Pride is supposed to fight for. Subscribe now

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The rupture of a miscarriage of justice is something that calcifies, growing harder and more stubborn as the world keeps spinning. Initially it wrecks like a flood of toxic water rushing into every cherished and carefully earned part of a home. In the ruin and debris of destruction, many rooms that once buzzed with life turn to stone. Things cannot go back to what they were. And one cannot look back at the destruction while fleeing forward; that risks turning us to a pillar of salt. Yet what happens next? When a system fails, it cracks identities. Life as we came to understand it appears a lie. What are systems? What are institutions? What are values? What are nations even? Are we loyal to any of it after such a thing? The story I am about to share is terribly shocking. Today, body cam footage was released of a young man who was left to bleed to death by the British police in Hampshire. The last thing he heard were his rights being read to him, while his murderer stood over his body, having convinced the police that it was he who was the victim of a “racist” attack that gave him an invisible bruised eye. Henry Nowak was unresponsive as the cuffs were placed on his hands, after the police dragged him across the ground and he complained of being stabbed. “I’ve been stabbed,” were his last words. The officer said, “you’ve been stabbed, whereabouts? Don’t think you have mate,” as Nowak bled out in front of him. A young white male was murdered and ignored by police officers. His murderer, Vickrum Digwa, claimed the 18-year-old finance student had racially abused him. But it was Nowak who was stabbed four times. Today Digwa was sentenced for murder after Nowak’s loved ones were put through a trial ordeal in which Digwa’s entire family lied about Nowak’s character, so far without consequence. The system that trained the police to hear the word “racist” and switch off every instinct they had, helped the Digwas paint Nowak as the villain. His family’s fight for the truth is far from over. Words have become so final. So fatal. The knife was not what killed Nowak. I saw this horrific thing by accident today as I was in my own looping memories about miscarriages of justice. Nobody ever talks about what happens next. The climax is the terrible happening, but the happening is not the end. Those who suffered it have to then somehow make sense of the world again, and without any guidelines. Make sense of their life up until that seismic jolt comes and everything you ever knew and understood is swallowed by a black hole. When the dawn breaks the next day and nothing feels real any more, and you’re wondering the truth of all sorts of accepted realities you adhered to. If perhaps the Moon Landing really did happen on a movie lot. There’s a song I love with a weird lyric - _“every time the sun comes up, I’m in trouble”_. It’s that. The innocence of assumed safety is permanently disappeared. Turn to “God”, say believers. Well yes, but many people don’t want to choose “God” in that moment. They want a map that works. They want scientific explanations. They want systems they can see with their own eyes. So I’m asking now: what happens next to Nowak’s parents? His friends? His family? How do they not split open like the Earth’s crust? This is how people crumble. So isn’t this how societies pulverize? I woke up this morning, and I lay in an expanse of quiet that may be familiar to anyone who has once been hurled into an upside down, into a matrix of surreal realness. It’s an impossible quiet. A quiet that fills a room with something that feels heavier than the scenery of life outside, because life outside never looks quite the same as it did before. Because now you know things are not right, that we cannot trust in our institutions, that the place we may call home doesn’t have our back. But you also know that if you linger too long, you will become stuck like Lot’s wife. Alone. A lone. So you have to keep running. But running from what? From who? And to where? I don’t have answers. I just write. I try to make sense of what doesn’t make sense. I am sorry for the irreversible failures by authorities and systems to innocent undeserving victims of hateful criminals. Every person is a universe. And a universe implodes after something like this. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

How Spain's LGBTQ+ community are pushing Jews out

How Spain's LGBTQ+ community are pushing Jews out

The dangerous things I think out loud

I am a woman who loves women, and I have never been ashamed of that. But I am deeply ashamed of the LGBTQ+ community. Here is an irony the privileged ignorant self-indulged West have yet to grasp: the more allegedly “safe” a place has become for LGBTQ+ rights, the more vulnerable it really is. _That doesn’t make any sense, Eve_. Oh but it does. It does because perception is not reality. LGBTQ+ has not become a tribe of inclusion and protection of gay rights; it has become a cult of ideological capture wherein speech is silenced, identities are weaponized, and totalitarian dogma dominates. Do you know what happens when a tribe has become ideologically captured? It is vulnerable to capture by a cult that’s far worse than they could imagine. The reason the Left have married the Islamists is because both are hungry for power. And for the LGBTQ+’s - the most easily fooled, most naval-gazing link in the food chain - the usefulness of their idiocy will be the fastest expendable once the Islamists take charge. It is no accident that Islamism has arrived ashore the European countries most distracted by their own morally narcissistic reflection. Among the Left’s endless superficial reach for some haughty superhero status as great “humanitarians”, they have taken their eyes off the ball of urgent reality. A month ago, my friend Yuval David and I had the most frank conversation I have ever had about the deepest betrayal. To me, the deepest betrayal comes from those who exercise the same abuse that they have experienced and survived. Although I do question the survival element, for a true survivor of bullying would not become the bully. In the last six years, I have endured the cruelest and sickest abuse possible from my fellow LGBTQ+s. A world that was once pluralist, inclusive and loving, became ugly, treacherous and deceptive. It happened to me as far back as 2020. In my own experience, the higher up in the hierarchy of “oppression” the identifier is, the bigger the bully they become. And since 2020, the trans ideologues (note: not _all_ trans individuals, but the new puritans) have been the leading culprit in the abuse I have withstood: colonizing lesbian spaces, redefining same-sex attraction as bigotry, and punishing any woman who refused to surrender her boundaries or her language. They have sought to possess the entire spectrum of “queer” (I can’t even bear to use that word anymore, it has become so politically toxic) with fascistic rules about gender pronouns, bathroom policies, sports competitions, rape crisis centers, prison management and – worst of all – the medicalization of children that frankly no values-driven gay, lesbian, bisexual or trans person should be down with. They take no issue with distorting narrative to fit their goals, with openly spreading untruths to headhunt and enlist more willing victims to their insanity. Via this enforced recruitment they have driven out all questions, critical thinking and criticism of ideas so radical they _must_ be subjected to rigorous intellectual debate. They have handed over human rights to the state, prioritizing collectivism over the individual. Ayn Rand is turning in her grave. The only “value” they have is: the end justifies the means. The most extreme of LGBTQ+s have taken on the form of the “Nazis” they want to punch. They lie to achieve power. They bully and abuse any individual who stands in the way of their agenda. And this agenda has since extended to Palestinianism, of course, because trans ideologues rule by the same autocratic measures as the theocracies of Jihadists, including Hamas, Fatah, and the Palestinian Authority. Either you bow down at the altar of Allah/Foucault/Frantz Fanon/Preciado, or you will be sacrificed. In the above clip, I turn the tables on Yuval and ask him how many times he has been afforded even a mere conversation with former friends and loved ones before the sacrifice is made, before the purge has been dictated, and the character defamation swallowed whole? It’s a heartbreaking moment between us. Here we are, two proud Jews, who have spent our adult lives in advocacy roles, not just as Jews, but as gay people in America. I knew Yuval as an activist for LGBTQ+ rights before Zionism became the dirtiest word at the pride parade. I worked in a Hollywood that was still insisting gay, lesbian and bisexual actors remained in the closet only 12 or so years ago, and I helped deconstruct that closet with the same words that I now use to fight for the survival of Western values. I did _GQ’s_ first ever interview with a trans person. I grew the magazine’s “queer” section with my gay editor. We were pioneers. We lit the path for the Queers for Palestine brigade to burn down. I say to Yuval in a moment of near brokenness: > “I was never granted the opportunity to defend myself, to stand up for myself, to voice for what I think and why I think it. To talk about my “lived experience”. I was never granted the opportunity from people I love. I was smeared, I was cancelled, I was libeled. Is that the LGBTQ+ community that we came in to? The family tribe that takes you in because the assumption is that the heteronormative world has done you dirty? That you’ve lost a sense of security and family in the world? These same people abusing us in the same way can’t even hear us, because all they hear is ‘Israel!’, ‘Jew!’ like people once heard ‘lesbian!’ or ‘gay!’ about all of us.” Watch above to hear Yuval’s brilliant response about how intellectually inconsistent it is for those who insist on a non-binary view on the world to become so rigidly binary in their attitudes towards us Jews. I am unafraid to say this: the fascism of the “T” did not expand or protect the rights of the LGB – it devoured them. What began as a movement for same-sex attraction, personal liberty, and the right to live without apology has been hijacked by an authoritarian cult of compelled speech, institutional capture, and the erasure of sex-based reality. Pronouns became loyalty tests. Women’s spaces, sports, and safety became collateral damage. Children’s bodies became the ultimate battlefield for adult validation. Dissent was met not with debate but with excommunication, smears, and professional destruction. This was never inclusion. It was conquest. The bitter irony is now impossible to ignore: the louder the West congratulated itself on becoming a “safe space” for gay and lesbian people, the more vulnerable we became. Ideological capture always invites worse captors. By abandoning biological reality, critical thinking, and individual rights in favor of ever-escalating grievance hierarchies, large parts of the LGBTQ+ world cleared the path for alliances with forces that have no tolerance for any of us – least of all women who love women, or Jews who refuse to apologize for existing. The same activists waving rainbow flags alongside “Queers for Palestine” banners have aligned themselves with ideologies that throw gay people from rooftops and stone women for the crime of independence. They didn’t overlook the contradiction. They embraced it as proof of their moral superiority. The abuse we have experienced as proud Jews at the hands of _this_ LGBTQ+ community must be exposed at an establishment level. There are thousands of these stories from “queer” Jews that must be collected to provide the ammunition to launch a full-scale media attack against the so-called inclusive Pride movement. The abuse must be named without flinching. The stories of silenced lesbians, gay men, Jews, feminists, and de-transitioners need to be collected and amplified. Silenced by a circle jerk of bullies who put the word “pride” to shame. It’s not normal to hate a nation. It’s not normal to hate a people. We should know that better than anyone – but our former friends and family have forgotten what they stand for, and who they fought for. Some people excuse their behavior as “wilful ignorance” but you must push back on this, because it’s simply not true. These people know exactly what they’re doing. Particularly the elite among the rainbow flag-bearers. The journalists, the academics, the human rights lawyers. Watch: I say: > “They’re not arbiters of the truth. This progressive ideology is about massaging reality to fit some kind of utopia.” Yuval responds: > “I refer to it as forcing facts to fit their beliefs, as opposed to shaping their beliefs based on facts. That’s a very dangerous thing.” As you will hear when you watch the interview, Yuval and I met on Christmas Day 2023; the day I arrived in Israel after October 7 to begin documenting the atrocities and bearing witness. We became instant kindred spirits during an extraordinary moment in history. This is a deeply important conversation about the distortion of social justice movements, the abuses of power from human rights legal sets and the lawfare against Israel and the Jewish people, and the descent into violent theocracy. It is also a heart-to-heart between two friends who have lost the comfort of our most intimate, deepest connections. Who have been failed by the ones who promised to protect us the most. When I left the studio after having this chat, I felt unsettled. I opened up a Pandora’s box that I’ve kept closed because its contents are my most open wounds, and the rawness of that pain is something I find ugly. The price of staying quiet was too high for both Yuval and I, so we didn’t. And we will never. Watch this conversation; it’s as intellectually challenging as it is emotionally vulnerable. It’s uncomfortable. Share it. I wish more than anything that it would reach the ones I lost, because they are the people who need to watch it most. They are the people who need to be willing to hear this conversation and think about who they have become. Speak up for reality and stop indulging delusion. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please sign up for $10/month of $100/year_

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The dangerous things I think out loud

Is it because Jews are more like dogs than humans that we can somehow communicate with dogs to entice them to sexually assault other human beings; or is it because Jews are so all-powerful that we can summon our devilish black magick to get other creatures to behave in ways that are not caninely possible? In the mind of a Jihadist it could be either. For the _New York Times_ , it matters not which. They are merely taking orders from their Islamist whip master. The accusation that the IDF have been training dogs to rape Palestinians is the malicious detail that voids an entire article today in the paper (one of two Israel-demonizing op-eds) about sexual assault of Palestinians. Presumably the _New York Times_ feels safer publishing this as opinion rather than investigative report, but that doesn’t negate it from being defamatory. The opinion is titled: The Silence That Meets the Rape of Palestinians, and the following paragraph is outrageous antisemitic fantasy. Author Nicholas Kristof’s source is the Euro-Med Human Rights Monitor, which has already been exposed as a Hamas propaganda arm that not only proliferates the biologically impossible “dog rape” claims, but was also responsible for spreading the libels about organ theft in Gaza. The Israeli Defense Ministry has identified its members as Hamas operatives. Euro-Med has a long history of peddling every lie about Israel. It’s not exactly the Switzerland of watchdogs. That is the basis for Kristof’s inflammatory “opinion” piece. As _Honest Reporting_ pointed out, one of his “journalist” sources, Sami al‑Sai, who claims he was abused and whose story keeps changing over time, praises terrorists on his social media regularly and lauds Jihad. Read: Back to the dogs. There is no scientific or behavioral evidence that dogs can be trained to commit sexual assault. Experts and dog behaviorists point to several biological and cognitive barriers that make this insurmountable. But go on with your desperate myths. If you believe that Jews abuse dogs to rape other people, you might just be an antisemite. In Islamic Hadiths, there are various sections encouraging mistreatment and hatred of dogs. Oftentimes DARVO enthusiasts will project onto their target the perverted delusional crimes they themselves would fantasize as possible ways to abuse their prey. (As a reminder DARVO stands for Deny Attack and Reverse Victim and Offender). What the Palestinian terrorist factions are telling you via Kristof’s grotesque terrorist puff piece is: in their wildest dreams the Palestinians would like to abuse dogs by training them to sexually assault Jews. The _New York Times_ decided to make today’s Jew hate a double feature. Their fancily designed 4,000-word “investigation” on Israel’s alleged colonization of Eurovision is not behind the paywall. It’s titled: How Israel Turned Eurovision’s Stage Into A Soft Power Tool. So very “Jews control the world” of them… G-d forbid, the Jews attempted to continue to compete in an international singing contest that we have a good track record in. Enter 4,000 words of toy-throwing out of pram, as the two journalists seek to establish how Israel has somehow cheated its way along and committed fraud because how could anyone conceivably believe that the entrants for the last three years would have galvanized so many voters to come out in force for Israeli talent? Who would vote for a Jew, right? The main gripe was that Israel’s government did an ad campaign to promote voting, which is common practice in Eurovision for participating states. However, an ad campaign doesn’t prove manipulation or cheating; it doesn’t prove bots or hacking or fake votes. In fact, nothing that Israel has been accused of doing in order to promote a winning result is any different from anything any other participant has done in the past. There have always been political alliances among states. Balkan countries have always given _douze points_ to one another. Nordic countries, too. Eurovision organizes _itself_ through state-backed broadcasters throughout its locations. In the UK, for instance, the official broadcaster is the BBC, so does that disqualify the UK for leaning on a government-affiliated entity? The most conclusive takeaway to this nothingburger is that Israel has consistently brought the best song, best performer, and best performance with the hopes to win the competition, and that’s inherently unfair. Why would anyone actually mean to support Israel? Why aren’t our nations’ civilians punishing Israel for being good at this competition we put on every year? It challenges the _New York Times_ perspective that attacks on Jews and the Jewish state are justifiable and welcomed. Sorry babe, but a lot of people who just like watching a very camp pop performance disagree, and the more you try to make them hate us, the more they’ll pay attention to what we’re doing. All in all, the piece amounts to just another smear campaign based on loose notions that the Jews are up to something somehow by playing by the rules and bringing the heat… It is no coincidence that this piece of junk from the _New York Times_ went out as the Artists4Ceasefire launched their anti Israel campaign for Eurovision this morning on Instagram. #VoteJusice4Palestine it said, flanked by 1,000 artists protesting Israel’s continued participation. No matter there is a ceasefire in Gaza, are we just going to ignore that? “A Song For Gaza” is the least Eurovision-sounding contribution ever. No glitter, no drama, no leather ensembles or dancers being launched from canons. Just Gazan children looking sad, and helicopters buzzing overhead. If this is the Palestinian future for Eurovision, millions of gay men are going to be hanging _themselves_ from cranes. This coordinated effort against Israel is a coordinated smear against Jews. End of story. It’s the reason we’re being murdered in broad daylight. And if you understand the first thing about smear campaigns and you’re denying this reality, your integrity is dead. The level of Jew hatred at the moment is blinding. Today, at least three journalists at the _New York Times_ should lose their jobs for turning the Jewish state that survived October 7 into some ghoulish world-manipulating Satan. Their current edition will be paid for in Jewish blood. * * * And finally. Today Javier Bardem, or Mullah Bardem, or Jihad Javier, or - as I like to call him - _hijo de mil putas_ - decided to campaign for the freedom of Marwan Barghouti. Marwan Barghouti is a serial murderer. During the second intifada he founded and led the Al-Aqsa Martyrs Brigade, a militant group designated as a terrorist organization by Israel, which was responsible for numerous suicide bombings and shooting attacks. He was the head of the Tanzim, an armed faction within Fatah that engaged in violence. He was charged with 26 murders for which he claimed in court was justified resistance – and showed no remorse. He is serving five life sentences. Javier Bardem is serving terrorist lover. Ten years ago, the MeToo movement aimed - allegedly - to bring down systemic misogyny in Hollywood. Fast-track to the present day, and now the male powers of Hollywood (and their self-immolating female counterparts) are defending the most violent theocracies on the planet. How the tables turn. The more Israel is demonized, the more psychotic attacks take place on Jews around the globe every day. And that is a causal link that can never be debunked. The _New York Times_ , Nicholas Kristof, Javier Bardem, and the networks that platform them are not neutral observers. They are active participants in a smear machine that translates October 7 denialism and ancient blood libels into modern policy pressure and street-level violence. When prestige outlets launder Hamas-adjacent fantasies about Jewish soldiers raping with dogs or “colonizing” a song contest, they don’t merely embarrass themselves – they normalize the rationale for the next synagogue attack or campus beating. The chain from elite ink to Jewish blood is not abstract; history has shown it repeatedly. Enough. Media institutions that forfeit basic standards of evidence and decency should face professional ruin, public scorn, and lost trust. Jewish survival has never depended on their goodwill, and it won’t start now. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted please upgrade to $10/month or $100/year._

I am no ordinary person and I have led no ordinary life. Which is why my home is extraordinary. Last year, in a world that was pushing me more and more out, I decided I was going to go further in. I wanted everything around me to reflect the best of the places I loved to dwell in. Now when I’m out, I love the feeling of being excited to go home as soon as possible. To my four poster bed, and my fine linens, and my candlesticks, and my everlasting music and my books and my art and my rugs on rugs, and my contrasting woods, and my plants that I have never killed and my piano and my guitars and my antique mirrors. Every inch of my home tells a story, and that story keeps me company. I don’t have to answer to it, I just sink in. To me _that_ is luxury. When I look outside and see what other people do on the weekends, it doesn’t reflect my life choices at all. Of course everything I have inside now is inspired by the life I’ve lived in the maze cobbled streets of old cities before I moved to young America. If I were to go out in those places now, however, I wouldn’t be inspired. I’d be depressed. I’d be depressed in Italy where thousands of people this weekend have taken part in a protest for Palestine to disrupt the prestigious art showcase Venice Biennale, dissuading Israel from showing any art. I’d be depressed during springtime in France where protestors have been pouring red color dye into public fountains for Gaza. What’s even the point of going to France if you can’t enjoy the scenery? And I’d be depressed to the point of suicide in London today. A few weeks ago, the Islamic regime’s toenail Owen Jones proliferated a ludicrous lie that Israelis were raping Palestinians with dogs. It’s their fantasy, and this afternoon in central London this perverse theater was acted out for all passers-by as Palestine obsessives degraded themselves in broad daylight to prove that it’s the Jews who are the sickos… Wasn’t this the sort of thing Keir Starmer just said would be an actionable offense? Is this what’s considered street performance now? From the country that gave us Shakespeare? _Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy..._ To paraphrase Marvin Gaye: what the flying fuck is going on? Well one thing is _not_ going on, and that’s a genocide in Gaza. In fact, this weekend video emerges from the streets of Gaza where a marathon is being raced! Palestine International Marathon had over 2,000 participants. But there’s a famine, is there? Gazans don’t have enough food to survive, is it? I am all for competitive sports. Good for the Gazans. The issue is that the lie is still traveling faster around the world that there is "genocide" and "starvation" in Gaza - libels that are intentionally promoted to justify murdering Jews everywhere in broad daylight. This race is epic trolling. Joan Donoghue, a lawyer for the ICJ and former President, recently explained that the court didn’t determine that there was probable genocide in Gaza. They only determined that the population of Gaza constituted a population that _could_ experience a genocide if a genocide was genociding. Which it found no conclusive evidence it was. Are you also insulted that the word genocide seems to be as common now as breakfast? I’m waiting for someone to say “I’ve never met a genocide I didn’t like.” Meanwhile when there _is_ a genocide, it’s denied. For the regime’s _other_ human toenail Mehdi Hasan, the word “genocide” has no meaning. He has come out on record saying that there is not genocide in Nigeria against Christians. Not “by any definition”. Maybe it’s because Mehdi likes the genocide in Nigeria so he doesn’t call it a genocide. He calls it - good riddance to the Christians who get in the way of my desire to promote Islamic Jihad. Less catchy than “nah not genocide”. Islamic Jihad had a productive week. In the UK, news broke that earlier in April, Jewish school children in North West London - Hendon, to be precise - had to “run for their lives” when a car sped towards them and mounted the pavement. Perhaps soon, as areas like Hendon feel more like Hebron, the British will have more empathy for why Israel built a wall. Oh and not just Israel - Egypt too. Over at Cambridge University, students who had threatened to murder a classmate over a trip to Israel were not suspended after investigations. And scooting across the pond to New York City, a mob of Palestine protesters swarmed outside a historic Manhattan synagogue, clashing with police officers. In Cork, Ireland, inside City Hall, we see a full Islamist takeover with moon and star flags bigger than the Irish flag dominating the room. And in good old Spain, the same week that civilians are being stabbed in the streets by Islamism, Pedro Sanchez rewards the highest civilian honor to Francesca Albanese, UN Special Rapporteur for Islamofascism. You’ll not be remotely shocked to learn that the racist who has been condemned by many states for her hate towards Jews, including France in a rare moment of sanity, visited the Reina Sofia, now infamous for being the museum that evicted three elderly Jewish women earlier this year, one of whom was a Holocaust survivor. So, here’s the thing. I dislike Hamas. But I’m not making disliking Hamas my personality. My weekend doesn’t orient itself around disliking Hamas. My social circles aren’t curated around disliking Hamas. My library isn’t centered around disliking Hamas. My writing isn’t rooted in disliking Hamas. My day job isn’t _let’s bring down Hamas_. But for them it’s everything. It’s heroin. It’s oxygen. People participating in the Palestine movement are not balanced, or centering forces. They are unhinged individuals who can’t be trusted. How can they prove anything their ideology is based on? They cannot. “Trust me” is what someone says when they can’t be trusted. A Palestine fetish denotes a pathological liar. You should know by now that “doctor” or “lawyer” or “teacher” doesn’t equate moral goodness. It equates power, status and influence. Many such professionals have depended on the illusion of moral goodness to not be caught lying, smearing and defaming in promoting Palestinianism. And they are guilty of all – for these are the tools of their social climbing. The Palestine cult argue that everything’s a lie. They are at war with facts. This week Melissa Barrera - the actress who was dropped from the _Scream_ franchise after peddling gross propaganda against Israel - shared that she wanted to launch her own production company and work with people who are similarly Palestine delulu. She told _Variety_ magazine that she believes the studio for _Scream_ lied about the movie’s phenomenal success. She said the box office numbers were a “lie”. Box office numbers are very easily corroborated, and quite literally facts. Barefaced lies, published without question. A world of liars becoming normal. I always say that Jew hatred destroys everything in its wake. Think about how much has been destroyed as a result of the people’s obsession with Palestine - a concept state that requires the annihilation of the Jewish state in order to take form. It’s taking everything now. Not just Israel. In fact, Israel is the one thing it can’t take. It will swallow everything small and large about our lives en route to an impossible result. Yesterday, I was on Scott Jennings show to discuss the new staggering statistics from the ADL about resulting violence against Jews in America, directly resulting from Palestinianism. I told him that I’m not a numbers person. I’m a words person. And while the numbers mean something to some people, what matters more to me is the intention behind this now commonplace rhetoric that is guaranteeing - not risking - more acts of violence against innocent Diasporic Jews. Many, many more people intend to harm us as a community right now than may actually participate in physical violence. Our removal from public life is as damaging as being attacked on the street. The vanishing of us into wall-less ghettos. The constant threats, and harassment, and slogans. The libels, the defamation, the lies, the intimidation. As I said I am a words person. And the words are written clearly on every wall in every city: Jews not welcome. And the more that is perpetuated and justified, the more danger we find ourselves in, and the less shocked we are when the result is violence. It doesn’t take x numbers of criminals or instances of violence to create the culture of hate. It takes silence in the face of screaming prejudice. There is a claim that keeps circulating that elitists are hooked on: antisemitic violence is caused by Israel’s actions. If Israel behaved differently, Jewish communities around the world would be safe. It is a moral inversion. And it collapses the moment you apply it consistently. When China imprisons Muslims, does anyone warn Chinese restaurants in LA to expect attacks? When Russia invades Ukraine, did anyone tell Russian businesses in New York to brace for violence? No. This argument is only ever constructed for Jews. It’s about removing us. The first line of defense blocking the conquest. Non-Jews you stand at a crossroads. Either you walk back the smear campaigns and the libels and the banishment of us so that the truth can be amplified and we can work together to resolve this mess. Or you surrender to conquering Islamism and it will take every freedom and notion of safety you ever had away from you. Ego costs you your life. There comes a point where you have to ask why all the progressive Palestine revolutionaries lie about everything, manipulate every fact and spread half-truths as dogma. It's because they have no integrity. It's because they're fame/power whores. It's because they only know how to take credit for other people's work. It's because attention is the only thing that alleviates their unhappiness. It's because they're envious of people who stand alone. It's because without this, they're nothing. What would they do on the weekend? My friend quoted Rumi this morning in his Substack. > "I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I've been knocking from the inside!" I have no problem staying in alone, being with myself, sitting with who I am. But they can’t face themselves. It’s all about performance. It’s all about appearing right. Inside, however, they’re empty. The world keeps pressing outward, louder and cruder, its weekends a fevered theater of dyed fountains and dog-rape pantomimes, its slogans scrawled like cheap graffiti across the sky. But I have chosen the other direction. Further in. No explanations owed. No stage required. Sometimes it feels like the last honest thing I have left. I close the door. And the truth stays with me. Subscribe now _To support Blacklisted, please subscribe for $10/month or $100/year_

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