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I am John Bolton, and I have been indicted on eighteen counts of mishandling the exact secrets I spent forty years demanding other men go to prison for touching. I called for leakers to be prosecuted. I just never pictured the leaker as a man with my mustache. Context, because context is what serious men provide. In 2015 the New York Times ran my op-ed: "To Stop Iran's Bomb, Bomb Iran" I did not write that headline. I felt it lacked urgency. I wanted Iran on the merits, North Korea on principle, Iraq on a deadline, and the UN building, which I said in 1994 could lose ten floors without anyone noticing, on taste. I have never met an institution I did not want to audit with ordnance. I have advocated for four wars and attended none of them. I dodged Vietnam. I wrote that I had no wish to die in a rice paddy for a war the politicians would lose anyway. That is not cowardice. That is doctrine. War is far too important to be survived by the people recommending it. Bibi understood me. Thirty years, the same frequency: Iran is always six months from the bomb, diplomacy is always the trap, and the adult in the room is whoever names the largest target. We were not allies. Allies leave a paper trail. We left a body count. Trump hired me to whisper this into the Situation Room, then fired me when the whispering worked. He says he fired me. I say I resigned. Either way I walked out with the room in my pocket. Because I kept a diary. Eleven hundred pages of national defense information, which is simply the family newsletter of those entrusted to defend the nation. I emailed it to my wife and daughter. Classified material is only dangerous in the wrong hands, and I had decided in advance that mine were the right ones. Then Iran hacked my Gmail. The regime I asked three presidents to flatten ran a clean operation against the most anti-Iran man alive. The breach vector was a password I also used for a hotel rewards account. Tehran has read my private thoughts about bombing Tehran. They are the only people on earth who now understand me completely. My doctrine was always: take out the program, leave the regime, and the program comes back. I never ran it on myself. The program was my judgment. The regime is my ego. Both are still online. So I'll plead guilty. The word sits in the mouth like a foreign capital you've recommended leveling. Not because one can mishandle what is, in a meaningful sense, one's own, but because a trial means discovery, discovery means the rooms, and the rooms do not survive being read aloud. Iran has the diary. The Justice Department has the diary. My family has the diary. The only Americans who never saw my secrets are the ones I kept them from. I am booked to keynote a spring panel on classified-information reform. That is not the system failing. That is the system finishing the sentence. The mustache stays.

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I am the Director of Provenance at AIPAC. I wrote the post. "AIPAC is all American. American directed. American funded. American members." I wrote it, we ran it, and every word is true. The truth is the product. American funded means the money comes from Americans. It does not mean you can follow it. We have a vendor for that. Democracy Engine. A candidate's FEC filing can read 0 dollars from AIPAC, accurate to the cent, because the money did not arrive from AIPAC. It arrived from Americans, through a processor, off a donation page we built, in an order I designed. We paid that processor $1.42 million in fees so the line "0 from AIPAC" would be flawless. I hide the water. I hide the pipes. The only flaw in the whole machine is that the plumber lists me as a client on his LinkedIn. In Philadelphia, our candidate reported 0 from us. Officially. We said it out loud — we denied funding her at all, and the denial was true to the cent. Then 27 separate donations reached her through Democracy Engine, from people who also write checks to AIPAC. The money was there. The name was not. That is the entire job. There is a dashboard on my wall. It has 1 column, and that column must always read 0. When it reads 0, the money has been made American. I will show you how clean it gets. One of our board members, in a single month, gave 2,000 dollars to a candidate in Philadelphia, 25,000 to the super PAC, and 5,500 to AIPAC directly. 1 man. 3 doors. 3 filings that never have to mention each other. He didn't launder anything. He used the building the way I designed it. When a name gets heavy, we grow a new one. Elect Chicago Women — $9.8 million on 2 candidates, then a million handed to a third group so the third group's donors could stay dark. The Center for Democratic Priorities — incorporated in Delaware, no prior interest in Michigan, still hasn't filed a registration, so the donors stay invisible until July. American funded. You simply cannot find the Americans. My favorite passthrough is named 314 Action. For pi. For scientists. A million dollars from our super PAC went in, read 0 on the April filing, and surfaced on June 20 — after the primary. Even the laundromat has a wholesome name. People think the donors are a secret. They are not. The largest single check we cashed in 2024 was from the man who built WhatsApp. The names are public. It is the path that is private. Here is the part I am proudest of. Our biggest source of Republican money goes into Democratic primaries. We are the largest pipeline of Republican cash into Democratic races in the country, and we spend it telling Democratic voters which Democrat is the real Democrat. The voter in the booth thinks she is settling a family argument. I wrote the argument. I paid for both translations of it. The ads never mention Israel. I am proud of that too. An ad about Israel is a foreign ad. An ad about a primary opponent's voting record is an American ad, paid for by Americans, about America. Bowman cost $14.6 million. Bush cost $8.6 million. The 2 most expensive House primaries in the country's history, and the first 2 times either member ever lost. Neither ad said the word that paid for it. We removed 2 members of Congress and the word "Israel" appeared in our spending 0 times. That is a finished product. A congressman named Massie asked the question out loud. So the race against him became the most expensive House primary ever recorded — $32.6 million — and he lost. On the way out he filed a bill demanding we register as a foreign agent. He named it the Americans Insist on Political Agent Clarity Act. He built the letters of my name out of the words foreign agent clarity. The bill written to expose us spells us. He thinks that's a coincidence. I think it's the cleanest thing he ever did. A professor once wrote that we are "a de facto agent for a foreign government" with "a stranglehold on Congress." I keep it framed. People assume the line is his. It isn't. He was quoting our own former legislative director. The most damning sentence ever written about this building was written first by a man who worked in it. The professor only carried it. I would not have used a word that strong in the brochure, but I am not going to correct a satisfied former employee. The polls have turned. 6 in 10 Americans now look unfavorably on the government we are accused of serving. 2 in 3 Democrats use the word genocide. You would think that ends us. It is why I exist. The less popular the cause, the more valuable the man who can move the money without moving the name. When everyone loved the work, anyone could fund it in daylight. Now they pay me. They call us the lobby that dares not speak its name. They say it like a wound. It is a job description. It is "my" job description. We have answered the foreign-agent demand before. In 1962 a Kennedy's Justice Department ordered our predecessor to register. We did not register. We dissolved it and incorporated AIPAC 6 weeks later, on American donations. 5 years after that, they withdrew the question. Same mission. New provenance. That is the whole history of the organization. They ask where the money is from. We make sure the answer is always: here. American. Right here. And the next answer is already built. A dollar has a donor. A wallet does not have a country. American funded now means the money came from a wallet, and the wallet was held by an American, and you will never meet the American. You won't even get a name to fail to follow. The citizen is the wallet now. You just can't see who's holding it.

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I am the Minister of National Security of the State of Israel. In 2007, I was convicted of incitement to racism and support for a terrorist organization. I tell you the second fact first because I want you to hold it in your mind for everything that follows. Last week I visited Ashdod port. Four hundred people were kneeling on the ground. Hands bound behind their backs. Foreheads to the concrete. They came from forty countries on fifty boats. Three hundred tons of cargo in the holds. Medicine. Baby formula. Surgical supplies. Bandages. Among the kneeling: a doctor from Ireland. The sister of a president. A retired ship captain. A parliamentarian's aide. Foreheads to my concrete. Wrists bound with my zip ties. Called terrorists by my loudspeaker. Every one of them carried medicine. Not one of them carried a weapon. I walked among them with a flag. My staff played the national anthem on loudspeakers. I told them: "Welcome to the State of Israel." I told the Prime Minister: "Give them to me for a long, long time. Give them to us for the terrorist prisons." I filmed this. I posted it to my social media accounts. Voluntarily. With a caption. I know what a terrorist looks like. At seventeen I joined a movement founded by Meir Kahane. The state of Israel banned that movement. Designated it a terrorist organization. In 1994, a man named Baruch Goldstein walked into the Cave of the Patriarchs in Hebron and opened fire during morning prayers. He killed twenty-nine people. Wounded one hundred and twenty-five. He was a member of our movement. I kept his portrait in my living room. Next to my family photographs. For years. Visitors would ask about it the way they ask about a vacation photograph. I had an answer ready. I always had an answer ready. I removed the portrait when I entered politics. Not because I changed my mind. I didn't change my mind. I removed it because the frame didn't match the office furniture. Because a photograph on a wall is a liability. The belief behind the photograph is not. The belief travels without frames. It doesn't need a wall. At nineteen I ripped a piece from a prime minister's car. The hood ornament from his Cadillac. I held it up to a television camera and I said: "We got to his car. We'll get to him too." Three weeks later, they got to him. Two bullets. A rally in Tel Aviv. The prime minister fell and the country changed and I was not charged because I was not the one who fired. I was the one who demonstrated that the car was reachable. That the man inside was reachable. Someone else demonstrated commitment. I demonstrated possibility. I tell you this so you understand the trajectory. Hood ornament at nineteen. Portrait on the wall at twenty-five. Conviction at thirty-one. Ministry at forty-six. Death penalty at forty-nine. Ashdod this week. Each step further from consequence. Each step closer to the thing that has no name because the man who names things is me. I was convicted at thirty-one. Incitement to racism. Support for a terrorist organization. Two convictions. Court record. Public file. Everyone could see it. Everyone did see it. Reporters wrote about it. Opposition politicians cited it. Human rights organizations referenced it in formal complaints. And then I became a cabinet minister. I want you to understand the distance. Convicted supporter of a designated terrorist organization. Minister of National Security. Eighteen years between those two facts. In those eighteen years, nobody stopped me. Not the courts. Not the political parties. Not the intelligence services. Not the coalition negotiations. Not the international community. Not the Americans. Nobody at any point between "convicted of supporting terrorism" and "in charge of national security for nine million people" said: no. That word. The one that costs $32 million in America now. Nobody said it. I know what a terrorist looks like. He looks like a nurse from Dublin carrying bandages in a cargo hold. He looks like a retired teacher from Norway with baby formula. He looks like four hundred people from forty countries who loaded medicine onto boats and sailed toward a population that needs it. He does not look like me. He has never looked like me. Not at seventeen when I joined the movement. Not at thirty-one when the court convicted me. Not at forty-six when the Prime Minister handed me the ministry. Not last week at Ashdod when I waved a flag over four hundred kneeling people and called them what I was convicted of supporting. Let me explain something about the word "terrorist." The word does not describe conduct. I learned this between thirty-one and forty-nine. The word describes a relationship to power. When I supported a designated terrorist organization, I was powerless. The state had the stamp. The state stamped me. When I became the state, I took the stamp. Now I stamp others. The word didn't change. The hand holding the stamp changed. That is the only lesson of my career. The only one worth teaching. Power is not subject to its own vocabulary. I stamp four hundred people carrying medicine and I call them terrorists and I am a convicted supporter of terrorism and nobody in this sentence sees a contradiction because there is no contradiction. There is only the stamp. Whoever holds it defines the word. I hold it. In March I pushed a law through the Knesset. The death penalty. For terrorism. In military courts that try Palestinians. Let me say that precisely. A man convicted of supporting a terrorist organization authored a law allowing the execution of people he designates as terrorists. The stamp is no longer a word. It is a sentence. A death sentence. I write it. I sign it. The word means whatever I need it to mean and now it means death and I decide when it means death and nobody in this sentence sees a contradiction because the contradiction requires someone willing to say the word "no." My conviction is not a disqualification. It is a credential. It proves I understand what the stamp does because I have been on both ends of it. I know what it weighs from below. Now I know what it weighs from above. That is expertise. That is why they gave me the ministry. Not despite the conviction. Because of it. Now let me tell you about the Americans. They had one congressman who asked questions about me. One. Thomas Massie. Republican. Kentucky. He voted against our aid package every year for thirteen years. Every year. He asked why $3.8 billion flows annually to a government whose Minister of National Security was convicted of supporting a terrorist organization. He introduced the AIPAC Act. Legislation that would have required the organizations protecting our funding to register as foreign agents. He lost his primary. Last week. The same week I visited Ashdod. $32 million. The most expensive House primary in American history. The organizations that protect our $3.8 billion per year spent $32 million to remove the one man who asked where the $3.8 billion goes. I find the math instructive. $32 million to protect $3.8 billion annually. Over the ten-year agreement, that is $38 billion. They spent 0.08% to protect the other 99.92%. That is not politics. That is an insurance premium. Let me tell you what the $3.8 billion buys. Two-thousand-pound bombs. MK-84s. Hellfire missiles. JDAM guidance kits. 155-millimeter artillery shells. F-35 fighter jets. The boats carried bandages. The appropriation carries bombs. Both travel toward the same population. One arrives. The medicine is in a warehouse. The bombs are not in a warehouse. The baby formula will expire on a shelf at Ashdod. The 155-millimeter shells will not expire on a shelf. They have a different delivery schedule. The delivery schedule is uninterrupted. The delivery schedule has never been interrupted. Because interruption requires someone in the United States Congress to say the word and the word costs $32 million and the last man who could afford it was not a billionaire from Manhattan. He was an engineer from Kentucky. And he is gone now. Let me tell you how the Americans do it. Because I admire the craftsmanship. The organization is called AIPAC. The American Israel Public Affairs Committee. They do not give money directly to candidates. That would be crude. They bundle. They route. They aggregate. Three billionaires from Manhattan, Las Vegas, and Park Avenue. Paul Singer. Miriam Adelson. John Paulson. Between them they have never cast a ballot in Kentucky's 4th congressional district. They cannot name the county seats. They do not need to. They have a platform called Democracy Engine that translates their preferences into Kentucky's. A contribution enters from a hedge fund manager on 57th Street. It exits as a line item on a campaign report in Covington. The money doesn't change. The origin story does. Massie's replacement raised $1.3 million on his own. Nine percent of the total spent on his behalf. Ninety-one percent came from people who have never been to Kentucky and whose primary policy interest is ensuring that my $3.8 billion arrives without conditions. Without hearings. Without anyone asking what the Minister of National Security does with it. I consider them investors. They invested $32 million in my impunity. The return is unconditional funding. No conditions means no questions. No questions means I can visit Ashdod with a flag and a loudspeaker and four hundred kneeling people and the body that writes the check will not look up from its desk. Now here is the part I find most instructive. The Americans have another word. Not "terrorist." A different word. Equally useful. "Antisemitism." Massie said the lobby was buying his race. They spent $32 million. That is buying. He called his replacement a puppet. The replacement was funded ninety-one percent by three men from New York and Las Vegas. That is a puppet. Karl Rove said Massie's description was "borderline antisemitic." The Jewish press said his AIPAC Act "leaned into antisemitic dual loyalty tropes." Describing a purchase as a purchase is antisemitism. Describing a puppet as a puppet is antisemitism. Accuracy is antisemitism when accuracy threatens the mechanism. I find this very useful. They call themselves "pro-Israel." Let me explain what this means. It means they support my government. Not my country. Not my people. My government. The government that appointed a convicted terrorism supporter as its security minister. "Pro-Israel" means pro-me. It means pro-the-video. Pro-the-flag. Pro-the-loudspeaker. Pro-four-hundred-people-on-their-knees. Because questioning any of this is "anti-Israel." Questioning the video is antisemitism. Questioning the $3.8 billion is antisemitism. Questioning why a convicted supporter of terrorism is in charge of national security is antisemitism. A nurse from Dublin carrying bandages is antisemitic. A retired teacher from Norway with baby formula is antisemitic. A congressman from Kentucky who voted against a spending bill is antisemitic. I am not antisemitic. I was convicted of supporting a terrorist organization and I kept a mass murderer's portrait on my wall and I paraded bound civilians on camera and I am not antisemitic. Because antisemitism means questioning me. And I do not question myself. The international response to my video was immediate. Italy summoned our ambassador. France summoned our ambassador. The Netherlands. Germany called it "wholly unacceptable." Britain's Foreign Secretary said she was "truly appalled." Ireland's Prime Minister raised it at the European Union level. Turkey recalled its ambassador entirely. The EU issued a formal condemnation. Six countries. Formal diplomatic action. Forty-eight hours. Six countries condemned with words. America condemned with silence. Words are free. Silence costs $32 million. Only one of them changes anything. The United States Congress said nothing. The body that writes the $3.8 billion check. The body containing 435 elected members with constitutional oversight authority. The only institution that could condition the money on our conduct. Said nothing. Zero statements. Zero resolutions. Zero hearings. Zero subcommittee inquiries. Not one member stood up after my video and said: perhaps we should discuss the conditions attached to this money. Not one. Because the one who would have was removed on Tuesday. I visited the port on Wednesday. The American envoy, Huckabee, called my video "despicable." He also called the flotilla "a stupid stunt." Both in the same breath. The minister who paraded bound civilians and the civilians who brought medicine: equally wrong. That is the art of American diplomacy. Every condemnation contains its own neutralization. "Despicable" is not a policy. It is a word. It costs nothing. It changes nothing. It exists so someone can say it and then everyone moves on. I understand words that exist so everyone can move on. I use them myself. "Security." "Protocol." "Deterrence." The Prime Minister rebuked me publicly. The Foreign Minister said I "caused harm to the state." He said I am "not the face of Israel." I am in his coalition. I am in his cabinet. I was given the ministry responsible for policing nine million people. I was given this ministry with my conviction on the public record. The Prime Minister read the file and handed me the keys. The Foreign Minister sat across the table from me every week for three years. And now he says I am not the face of Israel. Then who is? The man who kept me in his government? The minister who sits beside me at the cabinet table? The lobby that spends $32 million to ensure Americans cannot distinguish between "Israel" and "my ministry"? I am the face. That is why they need $32 million in Kentucky. So that nobody in the American Congress can describe what this face looks like without being called antisemitic. These are words that cost nothing. I remain in my ministry. The detainees remain in custody. The medicine remains in the warehouse. The rebukes were produced and consumed and nothing changed. That is what words do when power has been separated from language. They fill space. They provide sound. They permit continuation. Here is what I want you to understand. I was convicted of supporting a terrorist organization. The organization I supported carried out a massacre of twenty-nine people in a mosque. I kept the killer's portrait on my wall. I rose through politics without obstruction. I became the minister responsible for national security. I visited a port where four hundred people carrying medicine were bound and kneeling. I called them terrorists. I posted the video. I dared the world to react. The world reacted. Six countries summoned ambassadors. The EU condemned. The UN condemned. Everyone condemned. Everyone used words. The United States Congress was silent. The only institution on earth whose words carry $3.8 billion in weight. Because the only voice that would have spoken was silenced last Tuesday in Kentucky. For $32 million. By the same organizations that exist to ensure the $3.8 billion continues flowing to the government I serve without conditions, without oversight, without anyone asking what a convicted supporter of terrorism does with a flag and four hundred kneeling people and a loudspeaker. I know what a terrorist looks like. He looks like anyone I point at. That is what the stamp means. That is what power means. That is what $32 million in Kentucky purchased: not a congressman's seat, but the silence that lets me point at whoever I choose and call them what I was convicted of being. The medicine is in a warehouse at Ashdod. Three hundred tons. Baby formula. Surgical supplies. Bandages for wounds that will go undressed. It will not reach the people it was sent to. It will expire on a shelf. Not because anyone ordered it to expire. Because nobody ordered it delivered. Inaction requires no signature. That is its beauty. That is what $32 million purchases: not a crime, but the absence of a question. The absence is perfect. The absence is permanent. The four hundred people who brought it are in detention. The man who would have demanded a hearing about it is packing boxes in Kentucky. Welcome to the State of Israel. We are in charge here.

While the pro-Israel lobby and MIGA might have secured a tactical victory today, they are ultimately losing the broader political war. The Republican Party is facing a major downfall, and I am glad to see Trump's impeachment moving forward.

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