‘Whoa tie a yellow ribbon ’round the old oak tree.
It’s been three long years, do ya still want me?’
From the #1 hit song of 1973, ‘Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round’ the Ole Oak Tree’
Yellow ribbon lapel bling so saturates the Zionist genocide narrative in the media we hardly notice it–except in our subconscious. Which is the point of course. Watering that victimhood seed.
This being the case, here’s a conversation I enjoy with people under sixty-years-old.
Me: “Where did those yellow ribbons Israelis wear come from?”
Young Person: “They’re for the hostages.”
Me: “Oh. You mean the 10,000 Palestinian hostages, including women and children, Israel has imprisoned for years or decades, many without a trial or even charges filed against them.”
YP: “No. For the Israeli hostages. It’s symbolic.”
Me: “Back to the original question then, where did that yellow ribbon symbol come from?”
YP: “Well…I don’t know…um…Israel?”
Me: “Not at all, Young Person. Everyone my age will remember Tony Orlando and Dawn singing ‘Tie a Yellow Ribbon’ every five minutes on the radio when we were in high school. It’s about a prisoner on a bus after getting out of jail. He’s asking his wife to tie a yellow ribbon if she still wants him. This was fifty years before Hamas came over the wall. Nothing to do with Israel at all.
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YP: “Well, why do they use it then?”
Me: “Another pathetic attempt at being relevant to the West. Like them naming a town that didn’t exist on the Golan Heights after Donald Trump. Or pretending they somehow benefit America. Or having Israeli floats in gay pride parades.”
YP: “Really?”
Me: “Yeah, but here’s a coincidence. The same two guys who wrote ‘Tie a Yellow Ribbon’ wrote another chart topper for Tony Orlando in 1973 that I would say describes a hundred-twenty years of Zionism like no other. It’s called, ‘Hey Has Anybody Seen My Sweet Gypsy Rose?’ It’s about a stripper. Interested?”
YP: “Sure.”
Me: “Here goes.”
‘Sweet Gypsy Rose’ or, Zionism set to pop verse: Lines in italics are from the song.
SGR: ‘A house, a home, a family, and a man who loved her so, who’d believe she’d leave us, to join the burlesque show?’
To colonize Palestine, Zionism has left everybody who ever loved her since the 1890’s. She betrayed Armenian Christians by courting the Ottoman Turks way back then. Zionist frontman Theodore Herzl wrote copy in European newspapers minimizing the Hamidian Massacres. Herzl wrote to his friend that “Under no circumstances are the Armenians to learn that we want to use them in order to erect a Jewish state.” Later, Zionism offered to fight (but didn’t) for the Turks against the British in WWI.
SGR: ‘Oh I know when Mary Jo’s been dancin’, here in New Orleans, In this smoke-filled honky-tonk, they call the Land of Dreams.’
Once it became clear the allies would win the war, Zionism left the Turks for the British. In smoke filled rooms they drew up the ‘Balfour Declaration’, which Lord Rothschild, who’d been a force bankrolling Zionists in Palestine, handed that document to Balfour who rubber-stamped it for England, and whose name remains stuck like snot to it to this day.
SGR: ‘Whoa, here she comes a struttin’ in her birthday clothes, Say has anybody seen my, Sweet Gypsy Rose?’
Zionism exposed her own naked ambitions strutting the runway at the Paris Peace Conference in 1919. Among other things, Z wanted control of Palestinian land and water resources, transportation, harbors, commerce, and communications. By this time they were already floating plans to disarm Arab Muslims and Christians. Only Jews would be allowed to carry guns.
Not satisfied with its gains, Z smuggled ever more weapons and European Jews into Palestine, forming the Haganah in 1920. Enabled by England in the run-up to World War II British Captain and sadistic nut-job Christian Zionist Orde Wingate helped turn Haganah into death squads attacking Palestinian villages even as another Zionist; Vladimir Jabotinski, was strutting his stuff for Mussolini and the Fascists and the Zionist ‘Stern Gang’ strutted off to Hitler’s Nazis offering to fight against the British. Again, when it was clear the Allies would win, Zionism left the Nazis and Fascists to their fate. After the war they accelerated massive shipments of surplus WWII weapons into Palestine, began a terrorist bombing campaign against British troops, then they abandoned England for American money, weapons and protection. The rest is history…until 2023 when Zionism shouted:
“Take it off!”
“Take it off!”
“Take it all off!”
at the Gaza genocide…
SGR: ‘Whoa, Rose, one night the lights go dim, And the crowd goes home. That’s the day you’ll wake up, and find you’re all alone.’
Without shame, or comprehension, or noticing the crowd was leaving, over decades Zionist Israel had troweled more face putty on her wrinkels, shook her sagging booty through the Nakba, Tantura, Dier Yassin, torture, murder, ethnic cleansing, bombing Syria, Lebanon, Iraq, Iran, Yemen, sold weapons all over the world, ‘mowed the lawn’ in Gaza with ‘Brother’s Keeper’, ‘Cast Lead’, ‘Protective Edge’, killed Palestinian children on a daily basis, put 3/4 million Jews on Arab lands in the West Bank and still convinced herself she was beautiful. With each passing year though, country after country said, “I’ve had enough.”, put their drinks down on the table and left the ‘Land of Dreams’ as the lights went dim, dimmer, then off. As of today the crowd has all gone home, except the only drunk left in the place; America’s Congress at the head of the table–passed out in its own vomit.
SGR: ‘So take those rings off your fingers, and bells off your toes, Say has anybody seen my sweet Gypsy Rose?’
That ain’t gonna happen. Israel’s never been inclined nor capable of changing its ways and at this point, it wouldn’t matter if they did. The Gaza Genocide: shooting starving children in the head, fifty-thousand pregnant women denied water, a bloodbath broadcast worldwide in real time: has sent shafts of sunlight over humanity. Dawn of a new day shining through cracks in the tawdry facade of the Land of Dreams. Opening our own bloodshot eyes we Americans have seen the Zionist stripper for what she is and shudder at the 78-year-old syphlitic wreck wrapped in yellow ribbons, selling our secrets to Russia and China, thinking she’s still got the sex appeal to seduce us into the next Middle East war.
“Say has anybody seen my, now you know just what I mean by, has anybody seen my, Gypsy Rose?”
And for your listening pleasure, here they are, folks!
Tie a Yellow Ribbon https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PxG9XFqHSFw
Say Has Anybody Seen My Sweet Gypsy Rose https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yBEER06xrx8
Both songs written by Irwin Levine and L. Russell Brown.
*Cover Graphic by Kari Dunn, K. Dunn Art & Graphic Design.
