Hamas's Reign of Terror: Arming Up While Crushing Gaza's Own

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One might have hoped that two years of Israel's determined campaign against the barbarism of Hamas would have left the terrorist outfit in ruins, its arsenal depleted and its fanatics scattered to the winds. But no: as fresh intelligence from Jerusalem lays bare, the Islamist murderers of October 7th remain disturbingly potent, their bunkers brimming with death-dealing toys even as they turn their guns on the very Palestinians they claim to champion. And so, in a grotesque twist, Hamas is now ramping up its savage purge of any Gazan who dares whisper dissent—ensuring that the enclave remains a prison yard under the boot of jihadist thugs.

According to assessments from Israel's defense apparatus, leaked to the Hebrew press this week, Hamas clings to a formidable hoard of rockets and munitions, undiminished in its menace despite the pummeling it has endured. Channel 12's reporting on this grim ledger paints a picture of a group battered but unbowed: over 60 percent of its arsenal vaporized, nearly half its fighters, including those swaggering commanders, wiped from the face of the earth, and more than half its surface-level lairs reduced to rubble. Yet beneath the sands, the real story festers. Israel estimates that Hamas retains operational control of over half its labyrinthine tunnel network, that subterranean empire where the cowards plot and hoard. There, amid the shadows, lurk hundreds of rockets—some with the range to scar the heart of Israel—alongside a stockpile exceeding 10,000 other weapons of war.

Recruitment, too, persists in this charnel house: some 20,000 militants still swell the ranks, though Israeli analysts dismiss them as green recruits, half-trained cannon fodder lacking the venom of their betters. The elite Nukhba units, those butchers who orchestrated the orgy of rape, murder, and kidnapping across southern Israel on October 7, 2023, find their depleted cadres hard to refill, a small mercy, perhaps, in a ledger of atrocities.

No sooner had the American-brokered ceasefire stuttered into life, halting, at least temporarily, the thunder of Israeli artillery, than Hamas set about reimposing its iron grip on the shattered strip. With Israeli forces holding sway over 53 percent of Gaza, the terrorists have redoubled their efforts in the remaining 47 percent, where most of the population cowers under their lash. Labeling any opposition as "lawbreakers and collaborators with Israel," they have unleashed a wave of liquidations, public and pitiless, to cow the populace into submission.

Iranian state media, ever the cheerleaders for such savagery, reports that Hamas is girding for its most ambitious bloodletting yet: a sweeping operation to eradicate the last flickers of armed resistance deemed too cozy with the "Israeli occupation."

"In the coming days, we will launch our largest security campaign yet, targeting multiple areas where these groups remain," a Hamas official told the Iranian state outlet Press TV. "Our goal is to eliminate all collaborators and ensure peace and security for the people of Gaza," he continued.

Peace and security: the euphemisms of tyrants, as if kneecapping one's own people in the streets were some benign public health measure. Since the ceasefire's fragile dawn earlier this month, the violence has surged—clashes erupting like brushfires as Hamas hunts weapons and heads. In the zones they dominate, executions have become street theater: alleged collaborators and rival militiamen strung up or shot in broad daylight, their bodies left as warnings to the huddled masses.

The footage floods the internet like sewage from a burst pipe. Videos capture Hamas enforcers in their element, beating Gaza's sons and daughters senseless, hauling them like carcasses through the dust, shattering limbs with casual brutality to instill the fear that is their true governance.

Hamas spokesmen, in their infinite brass, point the finger at Israel and America, accusing them of puppeteering these "collaborators" and militias to sap the group's authority and sow chaos post-ceasefire. One detects the paranoia of the cornered beast, but it does little to mask the thuggery.

Last week, from the bully pulpit of Truth Social, President Trump issued a stark ultimatum, one that cut through the fog of diplomatic niceties with the clarity of a bayonet."If Hamas continues to kill people in Gaza, which was not the Deal, we will have no choice but to go in and kill them," Trump wrote in a post on Truth Social.

Israel's Foreign Ministry, too, has taken to the digital ramparts, excoriating the world's selective outrage with a sarcasm that bites like frost.

"Killings in public by Palestinian Hamas – and deafening silence from the 'moral preachers.' Do you hear the sound of the crickets?" the ministry wrote in a post on X.

Indeed, where are the candlelit vigils in European capitals for these Palestinian victims of Palestinian terror? Where are the hashtags and the hand-wringing op-eds? The silence is as eloquent as it is damning; a testament to the West's willful blindness when the villain wears the garb of the "oppressed."

Meanwhile, in Doha's gilded halls, Hamas chieftains huddled with Qatari and Turkish interlocutors on Tuesday, murmuring over the ceasefire's terms and the mirage of Gaza's reconstruction. As regional potentates rally behind Trump's peace blueprint, promising bricks and mortar for the ruins, wary voices raise alarms about the creeping influence of Doha and Ankara. 

Both nations, long-time patrons of Hamas's death cult, risk embedding their tentacles deeper into the strip's sinews, fortifying the very infrastructure of terror under the guise of goodwill.

And so, Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu, ever the sentinel, signaled his disdain on Tuesday for any Turkish "security" presence in the ceasefire's watch. One can hardly blame him: inviting the sultans of jihad into the fold would be less a reconstruction than a resurrection of the beast. In the end, as the crickets chirp and the world averts its gaze, one wonders: how many more graves must Gaza dig before the illusion of Hamas as "resistance" crumbles entirely?

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