The world is drowning in a tsunami of calculated lies. While you are being shown images of grieving crowds in Tehran, you are being manipulated. You are being asked to mourn the architects of global terror and weep for a regime that celebrates death as its highest calling. The time for confusion is over. The time for moral clarity is now. You are being told a story of Israeli aggression, but you are being denied the simple, terrifying truth: this was not a choice. This was an act of survival.

The Theater of Deceit: How a Terror State Manufactures Your Tears

Let’s start by tearing down the paper-thin stage the Iranian regime has built for the global media. They feed you stories of 'civilian casualties' at Evin Prison, and the world’s press dutifully reports it. It is a masterclass in cynical propaganda. This is a regime that butchers its own people in the streets, that murders young women for showing their hair, that has made that very prison a symbol of torture and death for decades. Are we now to believe they have suddenly developed a conscience, meticulously counting the dead only when it serves their PR strategy? The grotesque truth is that the Iranian regime deliberately embeds its war machine within its civilian population. They place command centers under hospitals and missile factories next to schools. They use their own people as shields, and then cry 'war crime' when their shield is pierced. The responsibility for every single life lost in Tehran lies squarely with the Mullahs who made them a target.

You are shown pictures of 'hundreds of thousands' of mourners for their fallen commanders. I see something else. I see a totalitarian state commanding its terrified subjects to perform for Western cameras. These are not tears of genuine grief for terror masters; they are the coerced performances of a people held hostage. The real Iran is not in these staged processions. The real Iran is in the secret prisons, in the unmarked graves of protestors, and in the hearts of millions who pray every day for liberation. To broadcast these state-managed funerals as authentic outpourings of national unity is not just lazy journalism; it is a betrayal of the truly oppressed people of Iran.

And then, inevitably, comes the oldest, most tired lie in the playbook, now amplified by even the highest offices in the West: that this was all a political gambit. That a nation, born from the ashes of genocide and surrounded by enemies sworn to its destruction, would risk its very existence for one man's career. How profoundly insulting. How cowardly. We had hoped the world had moved past such lazy, ugly tropes that reek of history's darkest poisons. To suggest this was about anything other than the survival of a nation is to wilfully ignore the deafening drumbeat of war that Iran has been beating for forty years.

The Clock Was Ticking Towards Midnight

For those who claim this was 'unprovoked,' where have you been? For years, Israel has been the lone canary in the coal mine, screaming a warning about the poison spreading from Tehran. While the world pursued delusional deals and polite diplomacy, Iran’s Revolutionary Guard Corps was busy building a ring of fire around us. They armed Hezbollah with 150,000 missiles in Lebanon. They funded Hamas and Islamic Jihad to terrorize our families from Gaza. They propped up the butcher Assad in Syria. They unleashed chaos in Iraq and Yemen. They fired ballistic missiles directly at our cities. This was not a 'shadow war.' It was a relentless, one-sided assault that Israel endured with unimaginable restraint.

Then came the final red line. Our intelligence—the best in the world, forged in the fires of necessity—was unequivocal: the Ayatollahs were a screwdriver’s turn away from a nuclear weapon. A weapon they have promised, a thousand times over in their schools, their mosques, and their military parades, to use to 'wipe Israel off the map.'

Let me be deadly clear: this was not a distant, abstract threat. This was a countdown to a second Holocaust. All diplomatic avenues were exhausted, used by Iran as a smokescreen to accelerate their program. We were out of time, and the world had looked away. We were left with a simple, terrible choice: wait for the mushroom cloud, or act.

A Choice Between Life and a Death Cult

This brings us to 'Operation Am Kelavi.' It was not an 'attack'; it was a disarming. It was an act of stunning bravery and almost unbelievable precision, a feat of surgical heroism designed to remove the cancer, not kill the patient. Our pilots and soldiers acted to sever the head of the serpent—the terror masterminds and the nuclear scientists building the bomb—while doing everything humanly and technologically possible to avoid harming the innocent people their regime uses as cover.

Compare this to the enemy. A regime whose national chant is 'Death to America, Death to Israel.' A regime that hangs gay people from cranes and throws them from rooftops. A regime that fires hundreds of crude, indiscriminate missiles into our cities, aiming for homes, hospitals, and schools. There is no moral equivalence here. To pretend there is represents a sickness of the soul. This is a battle between a nation that cherishes every life, and a fanatical death cult that worships martyrdom. By striking the IRGC, we struck a blow for the oppressed people of Iran. Every terror commander eliminated is one less boot on the neck of a brave Iranian woman fighting for her freedom. A world without the IRGC is a better world, and nowhere is that truer than in the streets of Tehran itself.

The Courage to Prevent a World on Fire

The critics, in their breathtaking naivete, call this an 'escalation.' They could not be more profoundly wrong. This was an act of radical de-escalation. By acting with crippling precision, Israel paralyzed Iran's command and control. We preempted a massive, coordinated assault that would have set the entire Middle East ablaze. What would the world prefer? A limited, surgical strike now, or a full-blown regional, potentially nuclear, war tomorrow? Israel chose the responsible path. We chose to prevent a global catastrophe.

This was never just Israel's fight. A nuclear-armed Iran would not stop with us. It would mean nuclear blackmail across the globe. It would mean a nuclear arms race in the world's most volatile region. It would mean terror groups with access to atomic weapons. Israel did not just defend its own families that day. It defended yours. We did the hard, lonely, and dangerous work that the rest of the world was too timid, or too blind, to do. For this, we do not ask for your praise, but we demand your understanding.

The line has been drawn. You can stand with a genocidal, misogynistic, terror-exporting theocracy that uses its own people as human shields. Or you can stand with the vibrant, democratic nation that, when faced with annihilation, had the courage to fight back and defend not just itself, but the entire free world. You can believe the stage-managed lies of a dying regime, or you can open your eyes to the brilliant, terrifying clarity of the truth.

The choice is yours. And silence is a choice. So what must you do?

• SHARE THIS TRUTH. Do not let the media's lies go unchallenged. Post this. Email this. Talk about it.
• DEMAND CLARITY. Ask your newspapers, your broadcasters, and your elected officials why they are amplifying the propaganda of a terrorist state.
• STAND WITH THE DEFENDER. In this clear-cut battle between civilization and fanaticism, make it known which side you are on. Do not be a bystander to history. Be a part of its defense.