Karen Diamond, 82, Was Murdered for Being a Jew She Survived the Holocaust and a Lifetime of Antisemitism – Until Now
My heart is broken. Im about to lose my shit. This world has lost its mind again. Pray for her family. I wish we could do more.
ISLAM DID THIS: Mohamed Came Disguised as a Gardener – Mohamed Left Her Burning Alive on the Pavement Karen died this week. We want revenge. Not words. Actions. She was murdered by Mohamed. She was murdered by Islam. You’re scared to say it. I’m not. I REFUSE to bow. Out of respect for Karen, we name it!
Karen Diamond, 82, Was Murdered for Being a Jew She Survived the Holocaust and a Lifetime of Antisemitism – Until Now
Karen Diamond woke up early that morning. The sun poured through her kitchen window as she poured herself a cup of tea, her old hands trembling slightly from age. She had lived 82 long years, carrying memories of a world that tried to erase her people. Memories of antisemitic slurs as a little girl. Memories of hiding her Jewishness to stay safe. Memories of building it back up again with pride. She kissed her husband, Lou, before she left. They had spent decades together, raising their two sons, Andrew and Ethan, teaching them to love their heritage and to stand proudly as Jews in a world that often hated them. She pinned a small hostage ribbon pin to her blouse that morning, feeling the weight of her people’s suffering in her chest. At the rally, she joined a sea of peaceful marchers. Mothers with babies strapped to their chests. Young men waving Israeli flags. Holocaust survivors like her, leaning on canes, singing Hebrew songs under their breath. She looked around and felt proud – proud to stand up for the Jewish hostages, proud to refuse silence, proud to still be here, breathing, loving, fighting for what is right. Then he arrived. Mohamed Sabry Soliman. An Egyptian jihadist. Dressed as a gardener. Vest, gloves, a weed sprayer over his shoulder. But inside his bag were Molotov cocktails, gasoline, a homemade flamethrower. He had come not to tend flowers, but to burn Jews alive. “Free Palestine!” he screamed as he unleashed fire into the crowd. The peaceful rally exploded into screams. Bottles shattered, flames erupted, black smoke choked the air. Babies wailed. Mothers threw themselves over their children. Young men fell to the ground, skin blistering from gasoline flames. Karen couldn’t move fast enough. The fire swallowed her. Her dress burned away in seconds. Her thin, elderly skin melted, blistered, charred. She gasped for air as smoke poured into her lungs, as the searing agony radiated through her fragile bones. She fell to the pavement, crying out in pain and confusion, wondering how this could be happening here, in America, in broad daylight. They rushed her to the hospital. For weeks she lay there, wrapped in sterile sheets, her body shredded with burns, her face unrecognisable. Nurses say she barely spoke. She whispered prayers under her breath, in Hebrew and English, as her life ebbed away. On June 25, Karen Diamond died. She survived a childhood of antisemitism. She survived watching six million of her people burned in Europe. She survived decades of living in a world that promised her “Never Again.” But in the end, she was burned alive for being a Jew. Burned alive in the middle of an American street, by a man who came dressed as a gardener but carried the oldest hatred in his heart. This is what “globalize the intifada” really looks like. It is not justice. It is not liberation. It is fire consuming an elderly Jewish woman’s body until her heart gives out. It is pure, unfiltered evil. If we cannot keep an 82-year-old Jewish woman safe from being burned alive in our cities, what have we become? May her memory be a blessing. May it burn in our minds until we end this Islamic virus once and for all.
