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"At 2:30 in the morning February 28, Washington time, a president who once promised to end the forever wars posted an eight-minute video to Truth Social and announced the beginning of a new one. Operation Epic Fury, they called it. Epic. Fury. The marketing department of imperial collapse has never worked harder.
B-2 bombers. Carrier-launched strikes. Explosions across Tehran, Isfahan, Qom, Karaj, Kermanshah, Tabriz. A girls’ school in southern Minab struck — the death toll now confirmed at eighty-five children and counting, their bodies still warm as the Pentagon prepared its briefings on strategic objectives. And the stated goal, delivered by the most powerful man on earth from behind a podium in a white USA baseball cap at Mar-a-Lago — regime change. “When we are finished, take over your government.” Spoken to ninety million Iranians as their cities burned, as though revolution can be airdropped like a leaflet.
Then, within hours, two things happened simultaneously that told you everything about what this day actually was.
Trump reportedly asked Iran for a ceasefire. The same man who promised to “destroy their missiles and raze their missile industry to the ground,” who told the IRGC to “lay down your weapons or face certain death,” who called this a “noble mission” — was reaching, through back channels, for an exit. Hours in. Not days. Hours. He has never looked weaker in his life, and given the competition, that is quite a statement.
And by evening, Netanyahu — the architect of this illegal and mad war, the man who called it Israel’s greatest existential opportunity, who on a Purim morning told the Israeli people that “the lion has roared, who will not fear” — boarded his official state aircraft, the Wing of Zion, which had spent four hours circling off the Israeli coast to avoid Iranian targeting, and flew west. Over Greece. On to Berlin. Away from the missiles he had launched. Away from the Israelis he left to absorb the consequences.
Between those two datapoints — Trump’s panicked back-channel and Netanyahu’s flight to Germany — is the entire story of this war. One man ordered it from a resort in Florida. The other ordered it and then departed the country it was supposedly fought to protect. The Israelis sheltering in bomb shelters from Haifa to Tel Aviv, the enormous damage across both cities, the sirens, the predictable interceptor failures — they are the ones paying for a decision made between a man monitoring his social media metrics at Mar-a-Lago and a man indicted for corruption who needed a war to survive his own electorate.
Meanwhile Iran announced it is preparing to deploy weapons “the world has never seen.” Trump announced — on Truth Social, naturally — that Khamenei is dead. For hours, Iran’s state media called him “steadfast and firm, commanding the field.” Then, by evening, Iranian state media confirmed it. Ayatollah Ali Khamenei — Supreme Leader for thirty-five years, the man who outlasted eight American presidents, survived sanctions, assassinations, a brutal war with Saddam's Iraq, the twelve-day war — is dead. The decapitation strike succeeded. Iran’s security council secretary promised an “unforgettable lesson.” Patriot systems failed to intercept the majority of the latest Iranian missile wave. China announced an immediate halt to all rare earth exports to the United States — triggered the moment the attack began. Beijing “closely monitoring.” The Iraqi resistance has officially entered the conflict. And the missiles kept flying.
What happened in the hours before the bombs fell will damn this administration in the judgment of history. The timing.
On February 26, in Geneva, Iranian Foreign Minister Abbas Araghchi sat across from Oman’s mediators and reached what Oman’s Foreign Minister Badr Al-Busaidi described publicly as a breakthrough. Iran had agreed to never stockpile enriched uranium above civilian levels. To full IAEA verification. To irreversibly downgrade its current stockpiles to “the lowest level possible.” Al-Busaidi said peace was “within reach.” These were not diplomatic pleasantries — these were the actual terms of an agreement taking shape in real time. What followed was aggression and perfidy in the technical sense of both words: attacking a country during active negotiations in which that country was demonstrably willing to make significant and lasting concessions.
Forty-eight hours later, the bombs fell.
And this is the second time. In June 2025, Operation Midnight Hammer struck three Iranian nuclear facilities — Natanz, Isfahan, Fordo — while negotiations were simultaneously underway. The sites were empty. Centrifuges relocated days earlier. The United States fired thirty Tomahawk cruise missiles at a mountain full of evacuated tunnels and declared it a strategic success. Trump announced he had obliterated Iran’s nuclear program. Then used that same obliterated nuclear program — the one he already destroyed — as the pretext for launching a larger war eight months later. An Israeli defence official confirmed to Reuters today that the date for today’s strikes was decided “weeks ago” — while those negotiations were still ongoing. The date was already circled on a calendar in Tel Aviv before the Geneva talks began.
You cannot make this up. You can only remember the day and wonder at the incompetence, the arrogance."
"At 2:30 in the morning February 28, Washington time, a president who once promised to end the forever wars posted an eight-minute video to Truth Social and announced the beginning of a new one. Operation Epic Fury, they called it. Epic. Fury. The marketing department of imperial collapse has never worked harder.
B-2 bombers. Carrier-launched strikes. Explosions across Tehran, Isfahan, Qom, Karaj, Kermanshah, Tabriz. A girls’ school in southern Minab struck — the death toll now confirmed at eighty-five children and counting, their bodies still warm as the Pentagon prepared its briefings on strategic objectives. And the stated goal, delivered by the most powerful man on earth from behind a podium in a white USA baseball cap at Mar-a-Lago — regime change. “When we are finished, take over your government.” Spoken to ninety million Iranians as their cities burned, as though revolution can be airdropped like a leaflet.
Then, within hours, two things happened simultaneously that told you everything about what this day actually was.
Trump reportedly asked Iran for a ceasefire. The same man who promised to “destroy their missiles and raze their missile industry to the ground,” who told the IRGC to “lay down your weapons or face certain death,” who called this a “noble mission” — was reaching, through back channels, for an exit. Hours in. Not days. Hours. He has never looked weaker in his life, and given the competition, that is quite a statement.
And by evening, Netanyahu — the architect of this illegal and mad war, the man who called it Israel’s greatest existential opportunity, who on a Purim morning told the Israeli people that “the lion has roared, who will not fear” — boarded his official state aircraft, the Wing of Zion, which had spent four hours circling off the Israeli coast to avoid Iranian targeting, and flew west. Over Greece. On to Berlin. Away from the missiles he had launched. Away from the Israelis he left to absorb the consequences.
Between those two datapoints — Trump’s panicked back-channel and Netanyahu’s flight to Germany — is the entire story of this war. One man ordered it from a resort in Florida. The other ordered it and then departed the country it was supposedly fought to protect. The Israelis sheltering in bomb shelters from Haifa to Tel Aviv, the enormous damage across both cities, the sirens, the predictable interceptor failures — they are the ones paying for a decision made between a man monitoring his social media metrics at Mar-a-Lago and a man indicted for corruption who needed a war to survive his own electorate.
Meanwhile Iran announced it is preparing to deploy weapons “the world has never seen.” Trump announced — on Truth Social, naturally — that Khamenei is dead. For hours, Iran’s state media called him “steadfast and firm, commanding the field.” Then, by evening, Iranian state media confirmed it. Ayatollah Ali Khamenei — Supreme Leader for thirty-five years, the man who outlasted eight American presidents, survived sanctions, assassinations, a brutal war with Saddam's Iraq, the twelve-day war — is dead. The decapitation strike succeeded. Iran’s security council secretary promised an “unforgettable lesson.” Patriot systems failed to intercept the majority of the latest Iranian missile wave. China announced an immediate halt to all rare earth exports to the United States — triggered the moment the attack began. Beijing “closely monitoring.” The Iraqi resistance has officially entered the conflict. And the missiles kept flying.
What happened in the hours before the bombs fell will damn this administration in the judgment of history. The timing.
On February 26, in Geneva, Iranian Foreign Minister Abbas Araghchi sat across from Oman’s mediators and reached what Oman’s Foreign Minister Badr Al-Busaidi described publicly as a breakthrough. Iran had agreed to never stockpile enriched uranium above civilian levels. To full IAEA verification. To irreversibly downgrade its current stockpiles to “the lowest level possible.” Al-Busaidi said peace was “within reach.” These were not diplomatic pleasantries — these were the actual terms of an agreement taking shape in real time. What followed was aggression and perfidy in the technical sense of both words: attacking a country during active negotiations in which that country was demonstrably willing to make significant and lasting concessions.
Forty-eight hours later, the bombs fell.
And this is the second time. In June 2025, Operation Midnight Hammer struck three Iranian nuclear facilities — Natanz, Isfahan, Fordo — while negotiations were simultaneously underway. The sites were empty. Centrifuges relocated days earlier. The United States fired thirty Tomahawk cruise missiles at a mountain full of evacuated tunnels and declared it a strategic success. Trump announced he had obliterated Iran’s nuclear program. Then used that same obliterated nuclear program — the one he already destroyed — as the pretext for launching a larger war eight months later. An Israeli defence official confirmed to Reuters today that the date for today’s strikes was decided “weeks ago” — while those negotiations were still ongoing. The date was already circled on a calendar in Tel Aviv before the Geneva talks began.
You cannot make this up. You can only remember the day and wonder at the incompetence, the arrogance."
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