Now you’re off sulking on your yacht or playing phone tag with the Russian Foreign Minister while planning to unveil your peace plan which will gut Israel, carve up Jerusalem and give the PLO everything without obligating it to anything. And then the peace process and the next set of negotiations can restart all over again.
It’s a brilliant plan, but you’re forgetting one thing. But the terrorists you’re helping will inevitably sabotage it just like they sabotaged your peace negotiations, just like Daniel Ortega sabotaged your peace offer and just like the Viet Cong destroyed the credibility of their useful idiots.
Blinded by glory and greed, you decided to cheat on another American ally with a red light and red flag back alley trollop wearing a bloody keffiyah and smelling of petroleum. And it won’t work out for you, just as it didn’t work out for you all those other times. Your Senate career is over, you hooked your dying star to a falling president and put your legacy in the hands of greasy killers who would sell their sister for a monopoly on imported American cigarettes.
You would have been better off just turning over all of Teresa’s money to Bernie Madoff and then flying off to Afghanistan to negotiate in person with the Taliban.
Even while you’re warning Israel that it will be destroyed if it doesn’t listen to you, you have destroyed yourself and you are too stupid to know it. Your career is coming to a pathetic end. Had you retired from the Senate, you might have left with some dignity. Instead you will be a failed footnote in a failed administration.
It’s a fitting fate for a man who worked to see his country fail to end his term as a miserable failure.
Whether it’s Ukraine, Syria or Israel, you have failed. And Japan and Korea are still coming up. Have another drink. Fly to another conference. Closet yourself with your advisers and rant about Israel. And when you do leave, your career ending on a note of failure, you will no doubt blame those ungrateful Jews who wouldn’t do what you told them to.
You won’t be the first and you won’t be the last.
But John, we weren’t the ones who did this to you. You did it to yourself. Your arrogance brought you to this point. Your natural attraction to the red and the green, to terrorists and radicals, did you in.
Retire. Stay home, enjoy some quality time with Teresa on your yacht and the rest of your lifestyle bought with another man’s money. It’ll be just like working in government.
Just don’t bother us anymore. We don’t want to hear from you. Don’t call us. Don’t write. Don’t even text. We’re tired of your visits, tired of your speeches and tired of your long face. We’re sick of your hypocrisy, your betrayals and your lies. And after all these years, we’re just plain sick of you.
You can blame Israel all you like, but it’s not us, John. It’s you. It’s always been you.
Sincerely,
The Jewish People
Originally published at Sultan Knish. / Daniel Greenfield