Zionist Accounts are Losing it Over my Post About Sinwar's Killing

Because there are two things Zionists fear more than anything in life, and my post opens the door to both

As you would imagine, in a year or so of posting harsh critiques of Israel in the English language (if you’re new here, I only left Israel a month ago), I have been on the receiving end of quite a few nasty and hateful comments. Mocking, cursing, ill-wishing, and psychiatric analysis free of charge—I got it all. In a way, it’s okay: those are the rules of the online game.

But what happened when I posted about Yahye Sinwar’s death (and life) was different: the normal one, two, or three enraged comments turned into hundreds, with tens of lambasting shares mocking my supposed unintelligence and Sinwar’s alleged utter worthlessness.

It’s worth taking a minute to consider why that is, and what it is about my post and Sinwar’s filmed death that tickled so many Zionists into an actual rage.

But first, the text. That’s what I posted yesterday eve (California time):

He died an honorable death. A warrior’s death, among his men, one with his people, in defense of his land against a genocidal intruder, occupier, and colonizer.

The last episode of Sinwar's life could not have been better written by the most gifted playwright: not in a tunnel, a secret bunker, or a far-off palace, and not while engaging in some unworthy act. He died resisting.

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If there's one word I could think of to describe this ending, it is Hemingwayan. This was like a scene from a Hemingway novel about Palestine (I have no doubt who Hemingway would support in this conflict).

Seeing it, I was reminded of the ending of For Whom the Bell Tolls, with the rebels holding positions on a hill with the fascists closing in on them with airplanes and machine guns, knowing they have no chance of surviving.

In his final moments, Sinwar knew that was it for him. But he did not break. A proud Palestinian, Gazan, and Muslim to his last breath.

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He was born in 1962 in Khan Yunis to a family of 1948 refugees from Al-Majdal; he was 5 when Israel occupied Gaza, and never let go to this day (but it will, eventually).

In his last act of defiance, he threw some debris at an IDF drone, and I got to thinking: did he, as a young boy, also throw stones at IDF soldiers in Gaza?

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What that refugee who spent 22 years in an Israeli prison started on October 7 is going to change world history for good. The process is only in its initial phases.

A few examples (out of hundreds)

Here is a small selection of the comments I got in response to the above-quoted text. For context, the reference to oak is a direct translation of my name in Hebrew: that’s what Alon means in Hebrew: the oak tree.

Another idiosyncrasy is the repeated references to stupidity. I share a name with a famous Israeli footballer, known for his unintended verbal jams (in a post-game interview he once said, for instance ‘Today we proved there’s nothing we need to prove‘).