So I’m sitting there Wednesday night feeling pretty good about life because President Trump just told the world Iran is “essentially decimated” and the hard part is done — and then literally HOURS LATER the “decimated” regime launches four waves of ballistic missiles at Israeli apartment buildings full of families sitting down for Passover Seder. A six-year-old girl in Bnei Brak is now in critical condition. Thirteen other civilians are bleeding in the streets.
Some “decimation,” huh?
Five hundred ballistic missiles. Nearly two thousand drones. All since February 28th. That’s a pretty impressive output for a regime that supposedly needs “ten years and more to rebuild.” The Pentagon brags they knocked out three-quarters of Iran’s missile launchers. Wonderful. The remaining quarter celebrated Passover eve by raining cluster munitions — the kind specifically designed to shred as many human beings as possible — on residential neighborhoods where families were lighting candles and saying prayers.
Here’s a fun question for whatever three-star is sitting in a leather chair at CENTCOM right now: how’d you miss this one, chief? Because somebody dropped the ball between the President’s victory lap and the IRGC’s missile barrage, and it wasn’t the guy in the Oval Office. These are the same Pentagon geniuses who spent four years trying to put President Trump in prison. And NOW we’re trusting their missile counts? (Color me skeptical.)
The Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corps — those fun-loving fellows who recruit twelve-year-olds as child soldiers and whom our own State Department labeled a terrorist organization back in 2019 — literally bragged about the attack. They named the whole operation after a dead Iranian official Israel killed the day before. These maniacs are running a revenge-of-the-week subscription service and they’re openly advertising it like it’s a Netflix series. “Coming next Wednesday: MORE cluster bombs! Don’t forget to subscribe!”
And the warning sirens? The ones that are supposed to give Israeli civilians ninety seconds to grab their kids and sprint to a bomb shelter? They didn’t go off in time. Despite advance notice of the Iranian launch. Ninety seconds is already an obscenely small window when you’ve got a toddler in one arm and a six-year-old in the other. Zero seconds is a death sentence.
That little girl in Bnei Brak got run over by a car in the chaos of people scrambling for shelter that nobody told them to reach. First responders pulled small children out of a shattered building. A missile crater sat smoking right outside the French embassy downtown. (I’m sure Macron will send a strongly worded letter any day now.)
Earlier in this conflict, an Iranian missile hit a synagogue shelter in Beit Shemesh. Nine civilians died. Missile debris damaged the Temple Mount, the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, and the Jewish Quarter of Jerusalem’s Old City. Iran literally damaged the holiest sites of THREE major religions in a single conflict and the “international community” couldn’t be bothered to look up from their catered lunch. You’d think hitting the blasphemy trifecta would get somebody’s attention, but apparently not if Israel is the one bleeding.
Speaking of the “international community” — let’s talk about that magnificent moral giant I like to call “Guterres the Gutless” over at the United Nations. When the US and Israel struck Iran back on February 28th, old António rushed to the microphone to condemn the “military escalation.” He was horrified. HORRIFIED! Then Iran retaliated by firing missiles at Bahrain, Iraq, Jordan, Kuwait, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, and the UAE, and Guterres condemned those attacks too.
Notice anything missing from that list? He left Israel off. Cluster bombs ripping through playgrounds in Bnei Brak apparently don’t qualify for a name-drop when the victims are Jewish. The UN Security Council managed to pass one resolution demanding Iran stop attacking Arab states. Not Israel. Arab states. They “reaffirmed” the right of ships to traverse the Strait of Hormuz. Kids are getting shredded by cluster bombs and these clowns are writing memos about shipping lanes. Unreal.
This is the same Guterres who said absolutely nothing when Iran’s regime opened fire on its own protesters in December with live ammunition. When the mullahs imposed a nationwide internet blackout in January — the universal dictator signal for “we’re about to kill a LOT of people” — Guterres the Gutless kept his mouth shut. But Israel defends itself and suddenly the man discovers his vocal cords. It’d be funny if people weren’t dying.
The one honest moment came from the American representative, who pointed out that the people of Iran are literally dancing in the streets because someone finally took a swing at the regime that has brutalized them for forty-five years. But the UN can NOT say that, can they? Because then they’d have to explain why the precious “international order” has been running interference for these psychos since 1979. And that conversation doesn’t end well for anybody with a UN parking pass. (So they just pretend the dancing isn’t happening. Classic.)
Netanyahu invoked the Ten Plagues of Passover in his televised address Wednesday night, citing “ten blows” against Iran and “ten achievements.” Look, Bibi — we love a good Passover metaphor as much as the next guy. But Pharaoh didn’t keep lobbing cluster bombs at the Israelites after the tenth plague. Your metaphor needs work.
The mullahs aren’t “decimated.” They’re wounded, cornered, and firing everything they’ve got at the softest targets they can find — apartment buildings, synagogues, neighborhoods full of families. A cornered animal with ballistic missiles isn’t finished. It’s the most dangerous thing on the planet. And every day we pretend the “hard part is done” is another day a family somewhere in Israel doesn’t make it to the bomb shelter in time.
That little girl in Bnei Brak can’t wait for the Pentagon to update its PowerPoint slides.
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