Right, so Donald Trump is out there claiming America has enough ammunition to make Rambo blush. Not just a lot, either. More than the US could ever actually use, unless the idea is to shoot at the moon for target practice and frankly Elon Musk hitting it with his leftovers last night was bad enough, so we don’t need that.

It’s a bold claim actually, given that in Operation Desert Storm the US fired 288 Tomahawks, and in 2003, over 800. Trump's Iran war? Over 850 in just the opening weeks, because restraint is for losers. Then, only eight days after Trump's big boast, Reuters reports that nearly all the US ATACMS and PrSMs – the US military does love a good acronym - have been sent to Ukraine, too.

For reference, ATACMS stands for Army Tactical Missile System. It is the older US Army long-range surface-to-surface missile. It can strike targets roughly 300km away, with one missile carried in each launch pod.

PrSM stands for Precision Strike Missile and it’s the newer replacement for ATACMS. The current version reaches beyond 400km and fits two missiles into the same-sized pod. It is designed to hit air defences, missile launchers, radar, command centres, other high-value targets from a safer distance.

Basically ATACMS are the older long-range Army strike missile. PrSMs are the newer, longer-range replacement.

So what we’ve got here is two Iraq wars' worth of missiles spent, then straight into the newest stockpile of toys straight afterwards, before a proper stockpile of them had even been possible to build up. Nothing ages quite like a Trump boast confronted by the inventory eight days later does it? Distance was always America's big advantage in this war. Hit Iran from farther away. Keep US pilots out of the worst danger. Then use Patriot and THAAD to shield American bases when Iran fires back. Except Trump has been burning through both sides of that setup.

Right, so Bristol University has spent the past few years insisting that firing David Miller over his anti-Zionism beliefs was entirely justified.

And it lost. Spectacularly. The original case collapsed faster than a university press release after a scandal.

So Bristol appealed, hoping that if it dragged the stink they were creating into a higher court, things would turn out differently.

Well, tough luck guys. Their legal stench did not come out smelling of roses. They got handed their a*ses again.

The protection Miller secured for his anti-Zionist belief remains and by trying to appeal, that position has now been solidified, strengthened in a way it never has been before. The findings that Bristol discriminated against him and dismissed him both unfairly and wrongfully still stand.

That alone ought to have been enough to make Bristol’s legal team wish they had signed up for a six-week macramé course instead of law school.

But what makes this even more difficult for Israel’s defenders specifically now, is that all this has happened just weeks ahead of the Green Party motion declaring Zionism is Racism returns to party Conference.

You might recall this came up at Green Party Spring Conference and if you do, you might also remember that is was never voted down, it ran out of time to be heard and as such, its back again. It returns for Autumn Conference in October, and the organisers behind it, Greens 4 Palestine, now say it has more than 700 co-proposers, more than double the number it achieved in the spring, a record then as that was.

So the situation Zionists now face is that their main excuse for blocking this motion has just suffered a defeat in court, while the motion itself has come back even stronger than ever before.

Right, so NewsNation asked Republican Congressman and Zionism’s biggest fan Randy Fine how much longer Americans were expected to carry the cost of Donald Trump's Iran war. A war we all know is being waged in the interests of Israel of course. A fair question, really. Petrol costs more, transport costs more, anything that even moves across state lines costs more, and in the end the whole country gets handed a bill with extra zeros and a cheery 'thanks for playing.' So how long? Until we win. Which, roughly translated from Israel leg-humping politician-speak, means 'until the sun burns out, I get bored, or in this case more like until Benjamin Netanyahu says so.' It’s the kind of answer you'd expect from a Magic 8 Ball after too many Stella’s and a GB News binge. No date. No limit. Not even a seasonal 'we'll review it after Christmas' dodge. Just keep paying until Trump decides he can slap a 'Mission Accomplished' sticker on whatever's still smouldering and call it a day. Win what, exactly though? Iran's surrender? Its nuclear programme dismantled? Hormuz fully reopened? A signed peace deal? Or just Trump announcing victory before any of those things have actually happened, hell having a higher chance of significant flurries quite frankly than the orange oaf securing a deal?

Right, so Donald Trump is out here insisting Israel is absolutely thrilled with his latest Gaza masterstroke. The pitch, at least in theory, was a classic Trump-style swap: Hamas gives up its weapons under the watchful eyes of international clipboard-carriers, a group of technocrats is dropped in to run Gaza, and Israeli troops quietly withdraw, sector by sector, as long as everyone follows the rules and he gets a gold star. That was the sales pitch, at least. Oh, but the Israeli hard right didn’t like it. Ben-Gvir said throw it out. Smotrich said victory means bringing Israeli settlers back into Gaza. Meanwhile, as Trump is busy selling his withdrawal vision, Israel is pouring concrete and constructing a new military fort on the ruins of a Palestinian fishing village very much in Gaza. Nothing says 'we're leaving' quite like a brand-new bunker in the place you’re supposed to be getting out of. This was supposed to be the plan that forced Hamas to surrender though. Instead, Netanyahu has Trump already softening his own terms, the settler ministers such as Ben Gvir and Smotrich are demanding the exact opposite of withdrawal, and Palestinians are still being killed and forced from their homes while the self-proclaimed dealmaker stands there insisting everyone is just delighted. Trump got played, and Netanyahu, between Trump and his settler coalition handlers has boxed himself in with all the finesse of a man trying to assemble IKEA furniture blindfolded and missing half the screws. And Hamas, for once, gets to watch Trump’s deal wave the white flag long before they ever would. Best breakthrough anyone has ever achieved. Never mind whether Netanyahu has endorsed the actual terms. Never mind whether the ministers keeping Netanyahu in power are openly threatening to reject them. Never mind the small matter of Israel continuing to attack the territory it is supposedly preparing to leave. Those pesky, tedious little details that only matter if you are in contact with reality.

But the Donald, as always, had an announcement to make.

Right, so Donald Trump claims America is prepared to strike Iran again whenever he feels like it. Anytime he wants. Because Trump approaches regional security like a man shaking a petrol can beside an open flame. But there's just one small snag in this latest display of dementia-addled orange bravado. The American families who were forced out after Iranian missiles and drones struck Bahrain last time are still in exile, waiting for someone to declare it safe again, so they can actually go back to Fifth Fleet HQ. The ships are there. The admirals are there. The missiles are there. But the families and the school kids are not. Bahrain has just revealed the other side of Trump's bravado. America may still be able to attack from the Gulf, but it can’t rebuild the supposedly safe, permanent American community around the US command centre for those attacks. When your family has been forced to evacuate, you’re no longer ordinarily resident, are you? You’re no longer living; you're simply serving on a given call-up. And of course this all comes on top of the recent news, which I covered the other day regarding Kuwait, that showed the Pentagon cutting the number of Americans left exposed there. Jordan showed the rising anger at being used as an American launchpad and then handed to Iran as a target. Many in that country right now want the Americans out now as a result. Bahrain, meanwhile, has taken the story into something of a surreal detour, complete with missing families and a base that's actually only permanent these days, if you're a warship. Bahrain was supposed to be home for many Americans. Permanently resident there. Now it's just another address on the Pentagon's growing list of places you wouldn't send your children unless you didn’t like them. No lasting peace. No end to the danger around the Gulf bases. No sign that the countries asked to host America's war have stopped paying the price. But anytime we want, he says. As if Bahrain, Kuwait, and Jordan were just a string of gas stations lined up around Trump's personal bombing range. His idea of 'readiness' is about as dependable as his reading comprehension: selective, self-serving, and disconnected from reality.

Right, so what has happened in the last few days in the Spanish enclave of Ceuta has been well covered in the media, but not necessarily in full, and certainly not the latest events, as the story actually continues to unfold and not to the benefit of those who thought this was something smart and clever either.

This was not some sudden invasion that came out of nowhere.

This was orchestrated, not a random group trip to the Spanish border.

A fake route into Europe was advertised online. Large groups were moved toward the border. Moroccan security staff were caught on camera opening the back of an official truck filled with young men and letting them out onto the road. Guards were seen standing aside and, in some cases, pointing people directly toward Ceuta.

Tens of thousands were then allowed to flood one of Europe's most closely monitored borders.

And waiting on the other side were Donald Trump and Israel's political allies, ready to label the outcome an invasion, blame Spain, and turn those caught in the middle into campaign material.

Trump got his midterm commercial.

Netanyahu got his diversion from Palestine.

Morocco, with its political leadership leaning hard towards Trump and Israel too, got leverage over the Spanish territory it has wanted for decades.

The migrants were used as the ammunition.

Then the entire sordid operation collapsed dramatically, because Trump's so-called permanent invasion packed up and left in less than two days, Spain remained in Ceuta, and evidence of the manufactured crisis started to appear: the fake online offers, the coordinated transport north, the truck video, the missing border enforcement, and the political campaign already set to exploit it.

Somewhere between 50,000 and 60,000 people joined this mass movement, but about 48,000 of them turned around and went home almost as soon as they’d arrived. The whole episode was driven by online misinformation, planned routes, official vehicles, and Moroccan border guards who seemed to confuse their duties with those of a tour guide.

Right, so Donald Trump entered this war demanding Iran's unconditional surrender, as if he were at a drive-thru shouting for a cheeseburger and expecting Tehran to include a free milkshake. Back in February, he assumed the whole conflict would be finished in four weeks, maybe even sooner if he skipped dessert. Five months of bombing, threats, and increasingly tense victory laps later, Iran still has not surrendered, and now Trump is out here giving them a gold star for refusing to break.

Five months on, Iran is still refusing to hand over the white flag, no matter how many times Trump waves his own like he is trying to hail a taxi in a hurricane. Is it TACO Tuesday again already?

Trump admitted at Camp David that Iran "hasn't" given up. Saudi Arabia’s Mohammed bin Salman reportedly warned Trump that another major US attack could bring Iranian retaliation down on Saudi and other Gulf energy infrastructure. And Netanyahu told Fox that what happens next is, "in many ways, [Trump's] decision." So Trump is conceding Iran has not broken, Riyadh is warning him not to make the Gulf pay for another escalation, and Netanyahu suddenly sounds less like the Trump whisperer and more like a man waiting in the corridor, wondering what's for dinner.

Quite the magical mystery tour, isn't it? From demanding unconditional surrender to regional allies quietly trying to stop him from lighting a match in the petrol station that they're all locked inside of.

And that is what this story is really about. Not whether Iran has been damaged. It clearly has. Not whether Trump can order more bombs dropped. Of course he can.

It is whether all that destruction actually delivered the political result he promised, because Trump did not promise to damage Iran.

He promised to break it.

Right, so Benjamin Netanyahu believed Washington had just handed him a lifeline.

He had spoken with America's secretary of state, received promises of strong action against the institution threatening him, and felt confident enough to announce it to his Cabinet as if the outcome was already decided. A very positive development for Netanyahu, certainly.

He faced an active arrest warrant, and the most powerful government in the world was now vowing to make things very difficult for those behind it.

That seems like a win, at least while the applause is still ringing out and no one has looked at the details.

Because Washington couldn't just say, "We're doing this for Bibi." That would sound a bit unseemly, wouldn’t it? So Marco Rubio wrapped the whole move in the Stars and Stripes and cast America as the victim.

American sovereignty. American troops. American officials supposedly under threat from foreign judges thousands of miles away.

It’s not Netanyahu being shielded. Honest guv.

Certainly not. How crude to even suggest it.

Except Donald Trump then stepped in and did what he does best: the lobotomised orange fruitcake said out loud the part everyone else had spent weeks carefully sidestepping, because he’s far too stupid not to. And so the cover story falls apart.

Netanyahu had welcomed the promise. Rubio had provided the patriotic rationale. Trump then tore off the wrapping paper and told everyone whose gift it really was.

That is the point where Netanyahu's supposed victory starts to look much less certain, isn’t it? Because Trump didn't just embarrass Rubio. He tied the American president's own words directly to the protection Netanyahu had been celebrating five days earlier.

Netanyahu thought he had been handed a lifeline.

Trump may have just turned it into a burning fuse.