Trump Begs Israel Not To Blow His Deal; Netanyahu Already Is

Starmer Won His Palestine Action Ban; Then This Happened

Right, so that did not take long, did it? Starmer’s government gets the Palestine Action ban kept in place, the Home Office gets the legal result it wanted, and almost immediately one of its own ministers decides the best use of anti-terror law is apparently to turn Twitter into a Home Office loyalty checkpoint. This is more than a normal “minister said something stupid on X” story. The story is that Starmer’s government fought to keep the Palestine Action ban, won the legal result it wanted, and then one of its own Home Office ministers, Mike Tapp, publicly used that ban like a political trap against Zack Polanski. All very Joseph McCarthy. And when amongst a large number of people on X called this out, including journalist Owen Jones, calling out the danger of Tapp’s tapped tweet, Tapp did not back down; he dug deeper. He answered with innuendo, and then like a good little Labour Friend of Israel, reached for the antisemitism card. Trying to get another politician to say something that would incriminate them, resorting to slurs when called out over that and weaponising antisemitism as the cherry on top, Tapp went for the triple. But this guy is weaponizing the Minister for Migration and Citizenship, sitting inside the Home Office, publicly treating terror law like a toy for winning arguments online.

Desperate Hegseth Has A TV Car Crash; Pentagon Starts Panic Shopping

Right, so every launch, every flash, every flaming rocket put out in news clips or by the Pentagon or US Central Command is very deliberately put out there into the public sphere. It looks impressive, it promotes a sense of power, it lets you know who’s in charge when the good ol’ US of A is the one doing the shooting, all very flashy. Very presidential. Very “don’t mess with America.” For as much as such imagery makes for handy propaganda though, these missiles are not exactly infinite and the tangerine toddler has been spending them like water. They don’t just automatically replenish themselves because Trump snaps his fingers and bellows into a microphone for the hard of thinking MAGA crowd or if Pete Hegseth fixes his stares at a camera like he’s trying to intimidate a parking meter. Every one of these things gets counted somewhere afterwards where there is no TV and no cameras and no adulation. Inventory. Replacement. Production. Cost. And that is where Trump’s stupid, unnecessary Iran war starts turning into something rather awkward for the people who sold it to the American people as an act of US self defence, because America’s defences are now significantly weaker than they were before. Where the clips are theatrics, the inventory has to be replaced and that isn’t immediate, but it is very expensive. $2.5Billion expensive, but to listen to the bungler in chief who has blown the arsenal, you’d think the end of this story was a foregone conclusion. So there it is. “The deal’s all signed.” The Strait is opening. Everything is moving. The great man has solved it. Everyone may now clap like trained seals for the greatest dealmaker that there ever was. Except it isn’t a deal and there’s nothing great about the orange bungler orchestrating this farce. A Memorandum of Understanding is just an acceptance of what the other side wants, not a deal that actually gets it.

Weapons Fair Leaves Israel Humiliated; Their Own Stand Became Evidence

Right, so Israeli arms firms have turned up in France to flog their genocidal wares and had a bit of a rude shock when they got there. The supposedly respectable end of their warmongering hit one of those arms’ fair events, Eurosatory 2026 as is the case here, what they bring to present as defence solutions of course being the very same things they’ve been using to vaporise neighbourhoods from Gaza to Southern Lebanon. But when they got to this latest arms bazaar catwalk, they didn’t exactly get the Victoria’s Secret treatment. Where they expected the usual routine of stands, buyers, handshakes and brochures amidst all of the military hardware parked under the exhibition lights, they found instead, walls, partitions and curtains cordoning all of their displays off. It was like somebody had shoved Israel’s arms industry into the naughty corner and told it to think very carefully about what it had done. At a weapons fair, the stand is the sales pitch. The whole point is to be seen. You do not spend all that money dragging your lovely battlefield-tested death catalogue to France so the best image of your company is a curtain. But that is what they got. Israel came looking for weapons buyers, France stuffed all of their wares behind barriers.

Trump Begs Israel Not To Blow His Deal; Netanyahu Already Is

Right, so Donald Trump has got himself an Iran deal. A peace deal. A beautiful deal. A long and beautiful peace, he says, because of course he does, because if there is one thing the tangerine tyrant loves more than threatening to blow something up is announcing that he invented peace some 5 minutes later. Lebanon can’t have got the memo they were included in this memorandum of understanding Trump is crowing about as if it’s a done and dusted deal – a memorandum of understanding is not a deal no matter how many media outlets present it as such, it is simply an acknowledgement by both sides over what the other side actually wants, not that there is necessarily an agreement there. Smoke is still rising over Dahiyeh and Ghobeiry as Israel hasn’t let up one iota. Buildings are still being hit, streets strewn with fresh rubble, people fleeing, responders trying their best and that is of course the catch in Trump’s deal isn’t it? And that is of course the catch in Trump’s deal and it was always going to be when he deigned to go over his boss Netanyahu’s head and do a ‘deal’ with Iran without him, such as that is. It’s certainly not the headline he wants, he wants to tell the world he’s stopped another war even though he started it. He wants to talk about oil, about the markets, about Hormuz opening toll free, how he has saved the whole of civilisation via another all caps message on Truth Social.

UK Lets Israel’s Palestinian Land Sale Go Ahead; Protesters Get Arrested

Right, so property for sale in illegally occupied Palestinian territory, but this isn’t the West Bank, this isn’t a settler with a map declaring this property is his because God promised it to him 3,000 years, because apparently God does conveyancing now ago. This was London. This is the Great Israeli Real Estate Event, taking place inside Edgware Road synagogue. Protesters outside saying Palestinian land was being sold. Police in the middle, because of course they were. Counter-protesters waving Israeli flags. Palestine supporters shoved, grabbed, dragged and arrested. The British state stands there in high-vis and body armour pretending it is just managing “tensions” instead of making excuses for the inexcusable. And then, because one serving of pro-Israel state-backed rancidiness was not enough, the Court of Appeal turned up this morning with pudding. The Starmer regime got its Palestine Action ban finally backed by a Court of Law. The terror-law designation stays in place, at least for now because the fight is not over yet. But the message from the British state could hardly be clearer if they printed it on a Union Jack and stapled it to Itamar Ben-Gvir’s forehead: Israel gets protection. Palestine protest gets the police.