He asked simple and rational questions. And in an era as crazy as ours, reason mixed with calm always gets on people’s nerves.
A few months ago, a video circulated of the debate between Charlie Kirk and the students of the Cambridge Union. On one side Kirk, on the other an eccentric English boy with improbable red hair.
“Tell me one thing,” Kirk asked: “Between Israel and Hamas, who’s the good guy?”
The “moral truth,” Kirk told him, is that “there’s a good guy and a bad guy.” “That’s the morality of a child,” the student shouted amid applause.
In the sewers of the streets, the Internet, and the media—the tenth circle of Dante’s hell—they now celebrate the brutal murder of this father of two.
Then Kirk fired back with another simple line: “A child who knows Israel is the good guy and Hamas is the bad guy has far more wisdom than a student like you at Cambridge University.”
That’s why they killed him. Because Kirk was right.
In the sewers of the streets, the Internet, and the media—the tenth circle of Dante’s hell—they now celebrate the brutal murder of this father of two.
Blood has become an answer, murder a liturgy, the innocent a scapegoat.
The mainstream left and the “liberal” press played it safe, merely insinuating that Kirk was “far-right”, just as one blames the girl in a miniskirt who is raped.
Meanwhile, celebrations erupt in the streets of America: “We got Charlie in the neck, we got Charlie in the neck.”
In America even schoolteachers cheer Kirk’s killing.
This ordinary American boy who killed Charlie Kirk, Tyler Robinson, is the least dangerous of the gang. He’s merely the murderous puppet behind which stand the most lethal puppeteers: the university professors, the network of “progressive intellectuals,” the wicked teachers who turned Robinson into a killer.
We are entering a tragic era. The West, which believed it had banished its demons, now discovers itself hateful in its own eyes. And what a prophecy: a future where we no longer kill individuals but symbols, where we rewrite history through blood in the streets.
These American tragedies are not isolated episodes. They trace a downward, deadly spiral. It’s not the culture war itself that kills, but the political violence born of the dehumanization of opponents by a self-proclaimed “camp of the good.” We no longer fight ideas: we want to destroy those who hold them.
He asked simple and rational questions. And in an era as crazy as ours, reason mixed with calm always gets on people’s nerves.
What happened to Kirk is not a simple murder. It is an execution. A precise, planned execution. It recalls the car bombs used by the Italian mafia to blow up their enemies.
Civil war is now rooted in the minds of leftist ideologues.
Had the victim been from the opposite political and cultural side, our media and politicians would be in the streets shouting about “fascism.” Since an anti-fascist killed Kirk, they now say that the killer is a Republican.
Pure George Orwell in action.
The European Parliament, which didn’t hesitate to hold a minute of silence for George Floyd, denied it to Charlie Kirk. It was within its rights—but then so is refusing to kneel for a drug dealer killed by a cop.
If this is what they are willing to do—plant a bullet in a private citizen’s throat because he had the “wrong” ideas—we must refuse to give up even the smallest inch of cultural ground. And to those who still doubt, only one exhortation: fight fight fight!
