The Tale of Hadaka-Jime aka Saving the World from Israel
裸絞めの物語 (Hadaka-jime no monogatari)
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“All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.”
― T.E. Lawrence, Seven Pillars of Wisdom
“And if your own mind is correct, you will know on your own the signs of victory or defeat that are not yet apparent to others.”
— Kanda Hakuryushi, from the Demon’s Sermon on the Martial Arts (Edo, 1728)
He was big and ugly but his menacing demeanour had no visible effect on her. She was thin, quiet, still. Head held up high, she just waited for him to come a little closer. And when he did, she made her move. It took just two steps for her to manoeuvre herself around him. With an alarming speed that awoke everyone from their slumber, she jumped onto his back, wrapping one arm around his neck, knocking off his helmet in the process. Her legs locked around his waist as her right hand—arm bladed against his throat—reached out and made contact with her left bicep. Her left hand pressed down against the back of his head. The other so-called soldiers panicked. With her legs tightly clasped around his waist she clung to his back. He could do nothing with the weapon in his hand. She squeezed tightly with all her might, cutting off the blood supply to his brain. For a moment his arms flailed about as he desperately sought to get her off his back. And then he collapsed onto the floor. They tried to shoot her but he was in the way. Finally, he stopped moving.
In Brazlian Jiu Jitsu they call the technique she had used Mata Leão or ‘lion slayer’. But she was the lion. Like a lion biting down on the neck of its prey she had inhibited the blood supply from his carotid arteries and sent him to hell forever. The Japanese name for this old Samurai technique is Hadaka-Jime or ‘Naked Choke’. She had learnt it well. They shot her point blank. She died with a smile on her face. She was a good student. A true warrior. No one knows how long her body lay there amidst the rubble of what once was a hospital. But in the future, they will name a hospital after her.
Her actions inspired others. A young boy who picked up a piece of metal from the floor where he sat sobbing on his knees. When a soldier approached him, mocking him in an Orcish tongue bastardised from Arabic and Yiddish, bent down close to him to shout something in his ear; the child stuffed the pointy side of the metal into the soldier’s eye and blinded him forever. That solider was never the same again. He would spend the rest of his sorry years in this world wetting his bed, having nightmares and staggering about in a drunken stupor.1 No one knows what happened to the boy. Some say he escaped.
Others took inspiration from elsewhere. There was Frank, the American marine who had risked his life–and taken the life of others–in the belief that he was defending his country. After the self-immolation of his fellow serviceman, Aaron Bushnell, he began questioning his actions. The military showed no respect for Aaron or his family. It barely acknowledged his death. Other servicemen and women were speaking out and losing their jobs or being silenced.2 The military was no longer serving the interests of the country. It was not defending life and liberty or the American people. It was defending the interests of a few disgusting elites and the military occupation of a foreign power that murdered innocents with impunity. He watched the Candace Owen interview with USS Liberty survivor Phil Tourney, and realised that the establishment was lying to him. He saw members of Congress and the Senate bleeding the country dry, whilst sending billions of dollars overseas to the very regime that murdered American servicemen on the USS Liberty, and was even now gleefully murdering men, women and children with US weapons, funds and intelligence.
He had joined the military because of 9/11 to fight a foreign enemy that they said had attacked America; but from reading, researching and questioning he realised that that was an inside job directed by the very same people that had hijacked the US government and its institutions.3 Their minions were the people occupying Congress, the Senate and the White House. They didn’t care about Americans. They flew a foreign flag in their offices, received foreign money into their bank accounts, and acted as foreign agents at the heart of government.4 They were filling their pockets and bleeding the country sending billions of dollars abroad to their paymasters who would then reward them with kickbacks in the form of campaign funds through lobby groups like AIPAC.5 Meanwhile American taxpayers suffered.
As American tax dollars paid for the destruction of hospitals in Palestine, ordinary Americans could not afford basic healthcare back home. As American tax-dollars paid the wages for Israeli soldiers to murder Palestinian school children, American children were getting gunned down at school by their own classmates. He was not exactly a spiritual man, but he knew something about ‘karma’. And he remembered seeing a Malcolm X clip about “the chickens coming home to roost.” He was at a loss. With all these revelations his world had fallen apart. He didn’t know what to do.
And then it happened. His inspiration came from Lugio Mangione—the man accused of shooting United Healthcare CEO, Brian Thompson. Mangione’s actions reminded him of his own namesake, Frank Castle—a comic-book ex-marine who saw his family gunned down in front of him. Frank Castle became The Punisher—meting out justice to violent criminals in the only language they understood. Aaron Bushnell had taken the path of self-immolation. But his self-sacrifice had not even prickled the conscience of American lawmakers and Zionist collaborators. Truth was they had no conscience. And so he set about shortlisting the names of these mass murderers one by one. It was easy to find them—on the websites of the lobbyists like AIPAC, at the halls of the legislature, at their fundraising parties and gatherings, at conferences and on all-expenses-paid vacations to secret resorts in Cyprus. And then he got to work. Meting out justice the only way he knew how.
Some say he was deranged. Others accused him of terrorism. But he was alright with whatever they said. He was avenging the deaths of the victims of 9/11, the crewmen of the USS Liberty, of Rachel Corrie and all the other innocent Americans Israel had killed. He was defending America from Israel. And America had the right to defend itself. That’s why he had enlisted in the military in the first place. Many other patriots followed in his wake. No one shed a tear for his victims.
Thankfully not everyone resorted to vigilante action. There were other forms of resistance too. But most of them involved some sort of direct action. For example, in the Turkish city of Ceyhan on the Mediterranean, employees of the state owned Botas International Limited6 decided to go on a general strike and shut down the marine oil terminal that supplied hydrocarbons from the Caspian Sea along the Baku-TIblisi-Ceyhan pipeline to the rest of the world. This was the terminal from which ships supplied Israel the fuel it needed to bomb and burn the children of Palestine.
The journey from Azerbaijan through Georgia, and then all the way across Turkiye before reaching the terminal at Ceyhan is a long one. Many, many miles of pipeline help make this journey possible. The strikers’ actions shut down the terminal for a week or two and drew attention to the pipeline that was helping fuel Israel’s genocide. According to some accounts they were striking for better pay and work conditions, but everyone knew the real reason for their actions. It was an embarrassment for the Turkish government.7
A Turkish history buff of Kurdish origins who had read T. E Lawrence’s Seven Pillars of Wisdom recalled how the British agent known as ‘Lawrence of Arabia’ had convinced Sharif Hussein of Mecca to betray the Ottoman Empire in exchange for promises of an ‘Arab Caliphate.’ With Hussein’s blessings Lawrence recruited Bedouin tribes to raid Ottoman railway lines carrying goods, soldiers and pilgrims. By decimating the supply lines of the Ottomans they effectively opened up a new front in the war that finally resulted in Lawrence’s Bedouins entering Damascus and handing it over to the British. Of course, the British had no intention of supporting an Arab Caliphate, and promptly carved up the Levant between themselves and France according to the terms of the Sykes-Picot Agreement. Although the British had repaid Hussein’s betrayal of the Turks with their own betrayal of the Arabs, they still liked to look after their loyal servants: the current Royal Family of Jordan is the diluted remnant of Hussein’s descendants.
The history enthusiast understood that the weakness of imperial armies lay in their supply lines. He realised that the Baku-TIblisi-Ceyhan pipeline was a supply line even more vulnerable than the long lengths of Ottoman railway tracks stretching across the deserts of Arabia. He made a video about this parallel on his history Youtube channel complete with interesting info-graphics, background music and video clips from various war movies about the middle-east. Nobody knows who was actually behind the attacks on the pipeline that followed, and while it disrupted fuel supplies to different parts of the world, it affected Israel the most. The government of Turkiye blamed the sabotage on Kurdish terrorists.
Disruption to the UAE-Israel-Land Corridor began soon after. This overland route had been around since the so-called “Abraham Accords” but it had become a critical supply line for Israel since the Yemeni blockade of the Bab-el-Mandeb Strait.8 The overland route took supplies from ports in Dubai and Bahrain in the Persian Gulf directly to Israeli ports via a land route passing through Saudi Arabia, Jordan and Egypt. It was easy enough to disrupt the passage of the trucks along this route. In some cases truck drivers were stopped at makeshift roadblocks and forced to abandon their vehicles before being released. In other places—especially in Jordan—people simply protested at key places and shamed the drivers into quitting or blocked the roads for hours. Some commentators likened this to the Israelis who prevented aid trucks from delivering food, water and medical supplies to the starving people of Gaza at the Kerem-Shalom crossing. In other places the trucks were simply stolen. In one incident a band of men hid themselves in a truck as it was being loaded, only to emerge later enroute and divert it elsewhere. The Turkish history buff made another Youtube video comparing the actions of these sons of the desert with Lawrence’s Bedouins. That video went viral.
And then there was the flotilla named Sea Shield. Inspired by the peaceful work of the Freedom Flotilla and the direct-action work of the Sea Shepherd, a small number of boats headed out to the Straits of Gibraltar lying in wait for tankers like the Freud and Milos that were transporting crude oil from Brazil to Israeli terminals in Ashdod and Ashkelon.9 Sea Shield had made it clear that they were acting to enforce International Law based on rulings from the International Court of Justice (ICJ) that obligated member states to prevent Israel from engaging in what was plausibly a genocide.10 Critics and genocide apologists argued that the Sea Shield Flotilla had no jurisdiction because the ICJ ruling only applied to Member States. Sea Shield didn’t care. They called on anyone with a seaworthy vessel of any kind to launch a peaceful protest blockading, or at least hindering, the progress of oil tankers heading from Brazil to Israel. These tankers would often switch off their transponders and try to avoid detection. But like the Sea Shepherd’s dramatic chase of the whaling ship Thunder in 2015, some of Sea Shield’s more intrepid captains gave the oil tankers no respite.11
The flotilla grew in numbers as hundreds of boats joined the protest at sea. The situation became desperate and Israel began making plans to attack the flotilla just as it had done with the Mavi Marmara some years ago. But Americans, now fully aware of how Israel had destroyed the USS Liberty, began protesting in support of Sea Shield. The US warned Israel not to act rashly as it desperately sought some way to stop the blockade. Somebody on social media pointed out that the old Arabic name for the Straits of Gibraltar was Bab-el-Maghrib. Scott Ritter, everyone’s favourite Weapons Inspector, suggested that with the Bab-el-Mandib blockade by the Yemenis and the Bab-el-Maghreb blockade by the Sea Shield Flotilla it was ‘game over for Israel’.12 The US and Israel held secret talks with Morocco and began preparing mercenaries to break the Flotilla. The western media, and the usual Zionists, labelled them as terrorist sympathisers, Iranian proxies and antisemites. But the flotilla kept growing.
31.9886 and longitude 34.1987, heading towards Israel at a speed of 12.6 knots. Its next ping was at 12:22 PM UTC on 27 December 2023, sailing in the opposite direction at 9.4 knots. Shortly after this, its draught is recorded as falling back to 9.3 metres, suggesting that the ship had offloaded cargo.” Source: Israeli crude and fuel supply chains, Data DeskAnd so did the cyber-attacks. Simple ones at first—like Denial of Service (DOS) attacks targeting Zionist websites. But quickly the cyber-attacks grew in sophistication. From banks and investment companies, legacy media websites that acted as propaganda agents for Israeli genocide, the personal social media accounts of Zionists and genocidal narcissists, everything and anything associated with Israel became fair-game. Inspired by the pro-Zionist website, Canary Mission, other websites emerged exposing the individuals aiding and abetting Israel’s genocide including the people behind Canary Mission itself; and the Israeli agents acting on university and college campuses throughout Europe and America. These cyber-attacks were not carried out by any one group but by individuals and small teams of hackers around the world acting independently. They were very creative. For example, airline websites would mysteriously crash every time an Israeli passport holder tried to book a flight. Credit cards would mysteriously get cancelled. Hotels would automatically reject reservations.
By now the game was up for Israel. Everyone had become sickened by its narcissism, its hubris, its war-mongering, destruction and deceit; its disregard for international law, and its gleeful decimation of human life. No one believed legacy media anymore and people in the West had realised that their own so-called leaders were in on the act. They had sold their soul to the devil. The people of the world had had enough of Israel and the Zionists and their minions altogether. It didn’t matter how big and ugly the Zionists had become. Their menacing demeanour, accusations of antisemitism, outright threats and intimidation no longer had any visible effect on people. As the pressure on Israel’s supply lines continued to increase, Israelists began flailing about wildly. Spewing all sorts of crazy insults at every institution, organisation and individual that dared to call them out. Their verbal diarrhea, their spasms of psychopathic arrogant indignation and claims of exceptionalism made no difference. All the strings by which they manipulated others snapped one by one. And there was nothing Israel could do.
In the end it was the principle of hadaka-jime that saved our world. But it took all of the people, acting altogether, in all their own ways. And what made the difference most of all, was not letting go until the job was done.
Hadka-jime tutorial (Video Credit: Prof. Marcos Escobar )
This sort of thing has happened to lots of Israeli soldiers. Here is just one example from a previous round of murdering Palestinians: Israeli soldier’s Knesset speech reveals haunting aftermath of service in Gaza
For example see the Kevin Barrett’s work here: Who Really Hijacked America on 9/11
Watch the undercover documentary about AIPAC’s manipulation of American lawmakers here: Documentary Israel Lobby Doesn't Want You to See
You can learn more about Botas here: Botas International Limited. Information about Botas’s fleet is available here: BOTAS INTERNATIONAL LTD owns 3 vessels.
For more details and interactive maps see Background Supply Chain Analysis for Oil Change International (OCI) provided by Data Desk here: Israeli crude and fuel supply chains
See the Supply Chain Analysis Report by Data Desk produced for Oil Change International: Israeli crude and fuel supply chains
For a dramatic account of this see Urbina, Ian, The Outlaw Ocean, The Bodley Head, London, 2019, Chapter 1.
I like Scott Ritter. But this is an imaginary version of what he might say if this actually happened. Scott Ritter’s substack is here: Scott Ritter