There are betrayals that anger us. And then there are betrayals that leave us quiet. Noam Chomsky belongs to the second kind. For more than half a century, Chomsky stood as a moral compass in an age without direction. He taught generations how power lies, how empires manufacture consent, how language itself becomes a weapon in the hands of elites. He spoke for the voiceless when it was costly, unfashionable, and dangerous. For many of us, he was not merely an intellectual—he was a refuge. Proof that clarity could survive corruption. Proof that integrity could endure. Which is why this moment does not feel like scandal. It feels like mourning. Chris Hedges is right to frame the association between Noam Chomsky and Jeffrey Epstein not as gossip or moral theater, but as a rupture —a crack in something we believed was unbreakable. Epstein was not simply a criminal. He was the embodiment of everything Chomsky spent his life exposing: elite impunity, predation disguised as philanthrop...
When the Warning Comes from the General Moshe Ya’alon, Jewish Supremacy, and the Echo Nobody Wanted to Hear
History has a cruel sense of irony. Sometimes the most devastating indictments do not come from the oppressed, the bombed, the buried, or the silenced—but from the very architects of power who once swore they were different. This week, that indictment came from Moshe Ya’alon : former Israeli Defense Minister, former IDF Chief of Staff, lifelong pillar of Israel’s security establishment. Not a dissident poet. Not a radical academic. Not a Palestinian survivor. A general. And what he said shattered the last polite illusion. “ The ideology of Jewish supremacy that has become dominant in the Israeli government is reminiscent of Nazi race theory.” Pause there. Sit with it. This was not shouted at a protest . It was not scribbled on a placard. It was written calmly, deliberately, after attending a Holocaust Remembrance ceremony —then reading reports of Jewish settlers attacking Palestinians , blocking ambulances , fracturing skulls , burning homes. Never Again, apparently, now ...