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Written By Mike Kimelman, Posted on July 4, 2025
Let’s not gloat.
But let’s also not pretend we didn’t call it.
Last week, while the doomsday cult of legacy media and the hashtag generals of the Woke Right were sprinting in circles shouting World War III! Quagmire! Regime change! Forever war!, we offered a very different prediction: that this would be swift, surgical, and strategically sound—a modern echo of Gulf War I, not Iraq II.
And now here we are.
One week later.
No American casualties.
No endless war.
And most importantly: no nuclear Iran.
Let’s take a short, sober, glorious victory lap.
The simple truth is this: there is no acceptable universe in which Iran possesses a nuclear weapon.
None. Not on this planet. Not in this timeline. Not under any President worth the name.
Iran had ample opportunities to show the world it wasn’t building nukes.
Instead, it repeatedly chose opacity, delay, obfuscation, and deception.
Why? Because it was building nukes. And everyone serious knew it.
The media lied to cover for them. The Biden administration funded them. And much of the West tried to bribe them into civility like some delusional nanny trying to convince a rabid dog not to bite by tossing it treats. It didn’t work. It never works.
Because the Islamic Republic of Iran isn’t a misunderstood neighbor—it’s a death cult in clerical robes, animated by apocalyptic theology and dedicated to exporting bloodshed. And under no circumstances can that ideology be armed with atomic weapons.
President Trump understood that. And instead of plunging us into some open-ended conflict, he did what only a master strategist could:
He decapitated the threat without toppling the regime.
A 36-hour operation. Zero American lives lost. A dagger to the heart of Iran’s nuclear apparatus.
No occupation. No endless nation-building. Just strength, clarity, and overwhelming precision.
You’d think the media would pause for reflection. Or humility. Or, God forbid, journalistic integrity.
But no.
These are the same outlets that spent years telling you Iran wasn’t even pursuing a bomb. Then, within 24 hours of the strike’s success, they pivoted seamlessly to “the strike failed and now Iran is only months away from getting a bomb.”
It’s not reporting—it’s schizophrenia with a press badge.
CNN’s ratings are in the toilet. MSNBC’s anchors look like grief counselors on ketamine. The only people watching them are airport gate agents and psychiatric patients in waiting rooms. But the gaslighting continues, because they’re not in the business of truth—they’re in the business of narrative control. And their narrative just got obliterated by 36 hours of American resolve.
Of course, the Left wasn’t alone in its hysteria. Much of the so-called Woke Right had a total meltdown too.
Candace Owens. Dave Smith. Tucker Carlson.
All wrapped themselves in “America First” slogans while opposing the single most America First military action in a generation.
These are people so blinded by their reflexive anti-Israel bias (and in some cases, anti-Jewish animus) that they couldn’t recognize a massive geopolitical win for America even when it was served to them on a silver platter with “no boots on the ground” carved into the lid.
They shouted WW3! while President Trump executed a flawless 100-hour victory without even using 1/1000th of the U.S. arsenal.
They screamed regime change! while Trump kept the focus laser-tight on denuclearization.
They imagined a new Vietnam while the operation wrapped faster than the NBA Finals.
And now?
Crickets. Or worse—gaslighting and revisionism, pretending they never doubted it or that the whole thing was a mistake.
But let’s zoom out.
Because the shockwaves of this strike may not just be military—they could be historic.
Rumors are emerging that a Trump-Netanyahu deal may be taking shape, one that includes:
Let that sink in.
Not only did the U.S. and Israel eliminate the most existential threat to Middle Eastern peace, but they may have created the conditions for a diplomatic and economic renaissance across the region.
A realignment that sidelines terror, empowers trade, modernizes governance, and isolates extremism.
A Golden Age.
This is what peace through strength looks like.
Not empty slogans. Not fantasy diplomacy.
Real peace. Earned peace. Peace through credibility.
If reports hold—if the Gaza war ends, if regional peace advances, if India and Pakistan keep cooling tensions, and if Rwanda and DRC finalize the ceasefire reportedly brokered this week—then we are witnessing the most effective run of peace negotiations in modern history.
And every one of them has President Trump’s fingerprints.
Let’s be clear: he deserves the Nobel Peace Prize.
Not the participation trophy version they handed to Obama for a Cairo speech and a Netflix deal.
But a real Nobel. The kind earned by stopping wars, brokering peace, and eliminating the specter of nuclear holocaust.
This week, that’s exactly what happened.
Let’s not kid ourselves—it’s not going to be just sunshine and butterflies and this isn’t the end of the fight. Things will get harder. The terror cells haven’t all gone quiet. The enemies of civilization haven’t disappeared. And the woke-media-industrial complex won’t go down without a fight.
But for one glorious week, clarity won.
Strength wasn’t mocked—it was respected.
Truth wasn’t buried—it was revealed.
And the man they all said would start WW3 just stopped it before it could begin.
The world got a little safer.
The liars got exposed.
And America just reminded everyone why we still wear the crown.
Two big stories this week. One was the potential beginning of the end for New York, as the radical-left insurgency planted its flag with Zohran Mamdani’s win in the Democratic primary.We’ll get to that fire in a moment.
But the bigger, deeper, more seismic shift happened in Washington—specifically, at the marble steps of the Supreme Court. And it deserves every ounce of attention, because it wasn’t just a legal ruling. It was a major constitutional course correction.
The Supreme Court—led by Justice Amy Coney Barrett—just dropkicked decades of judicial overreach, curbed the use of nationwide injunctions, and handed President Trump two monumental wins: one on executive authority, the other on birthright citizenship. But more than that, it exposed—publicly and devastatingly—the intellectual bankruptcy of the Left’s new legal darling, Justice Autopen – Ketanji Brown Jackson.
And Barrett didn’t just disagree. She dismantled her. With precision. With grace. With a pen dipped in originalist ink and sharpened like a dagger.
Let’s unpack the ruling—and the beatdown.
For years, left-wing activists and their judicial allies have abused the power of nationwide injunctions—judicial orders that allow one judge in one district to block federal policy for the entire nation. One unelected activist in San Francisco or Seattle could grind the gears of democracy to a halt with a single ruling. It’s lawfare by another name—and it became the go-to weapon for blocking the Trump administration’s agenda.
That ends now.
In a 6–3 decision, the Court ruled that such sweeping injunctions are a modern invention, unsupported by the Constitution, historical precedent, or statutory law. “Conspicuously nonexistent in early American judicial practice,” as Barrett put it.
Instead, federal courts are to resolve specific disputes for specific plaintiffs—not wield nationwide veto power over laws and executive orders they personally dislike.
This wasn’t just a technical clarification. It was a reaffirmation of separation of powers. As Barrett wrote:
“Courts do not have roving commissions to dictate national policy. That power lies with the political branches, accountable to the people.”
Translation: If you want to stop Trump’s policy, win an election—instead of going venue shopping for radical activist judges.
But the ruling wasn’t just significant in substance—it was historic in tone. Because Amy Coney Barrett didn’t just correct a bad legal argument. She obliterated it.
Justice Jackson’s dissent, dripping in DEI-infused moralizing and rhetorical flourish, accused the majority of greenlighting “executive lawlessness,” abandoning the judiciary’s role, and leaving millions “constitutionally naked” simply because they weren’t named plaintiffs.
She even invoked a hypothetical Martian, asking whether an alien observer could possibly believe this was how a constitutional republic protects rights. Yes, really.
Barrett’s response?
A three-page legal haymaker, calmly exposing Jackson’s dissent as untethered from history, precedent, or doctrine. The kind of surgical dismemberment that makes Scalia smile in the afterlife.
“JUSTICE JACKSON, however, chooses a startling line of attack that is tethered neither to these sources nor, frankly, to any doctrine whatsoever.”
Boom.
She accused Jackson of “flipping the burden of proof,” inventing obligations that don’t exist, and worst of all—projecting an imperial judiciary while warning of an imperial executive.
“The judiciary is not a roving commission to impose constitutional theories on the nation at large,” Barrett reminded her.
This wasn’t just a disagreement. It was a public intellectual undressing, and what makes it more remarkable is that five other Justices signed on to it. Including Chief Justice Roberts, who usually prefers to hide under his robe whenever there’s heat in the kitchen.
This ruling is more than just a Trump win. It’s a win for governance.
It curbs the rise of the robed oligarchy—the idea that courts can become super-legislatures, immune to the ballot box, capable of freezing national policy based on the whims of one unelected judge.
It re-centers power where it belongs: with elected officials, who can be voted out if they betray the people’s trust.
And it sends a clear message: Judge-shopping is dead. Judicial tyranny is on notice.
This is a necessary course correction not just for this presidency—but for the Republic itself. Because if one judge can stop the President from acting, the Republic becomes ungovernable. And that’s the point, for the radical left.
Let’s not ignore the elephant in the room.
Ketanji Brown Jackson wasn’t picked for her legal brilliance.She was picked because Joe Biden wanted “a Black woman.” His words, not ours.
“I’m looking for someone with extraordinary qualifications, character, experience, and integrity… and that person will be the first Black woman ever nominated.” — Biden, January 2022
Imagine auditioning for the Supreme Court and being told your DNA is the credential. That’s not equality—it’s tokenism wrapped in identity politics.
And this week, the contrast couldn’t have been starker.
On one side: Barrett, the brilliant originalist, calm, clear, citing doctrine and history.
On the other: Jackson, cloaked in cosmic metaphors and DEI piety, building her case on vibes and victimhood.
Barrett didn’t just disagree. She reminded the nation what legal argument is supposed to sound like. She did it with a scalpel, not a sledgehammer. And she elevated the Court in doing so.
This week’s Court decision didn’t just shift the legal terrain—it reminded us what clarity, courage, and competence look like.
It reminded us that words still matter. That law still matters. That America, at its best, still has antibodies.
Barrett’s ruling wasn’t just a legal victory—it was a cultural lighthouse. A reminder that this nation wasn’t built by Martians, but by men and women who believed in law, reason, and liberty.
And that it will be defended not with hashtags or hallucinations—but with pen, principle, and spine.
Let the second term begin in earnest now. 💪
Brutal compilation of Justice Jackson in oral arguments saying, “I don’t understand.”
On June 24th, without a shot fired, New York City fell.
In the Democratic primary for mayor, 33-year-old Zohran Mamdani—a TikTok-savvy, pro-Palestinian, democratic socialist with deep ties to anti-Western ideology—toppled Andrew Cuomo in a stunning upset that sent shockwaves across the political spectrum. But this wasn’t a win. It was a warning. The kind of warning Jeremiah issued to Jerusalem before the Babylonians arrived.
Mamdani’s platform? A mashup of Marx, grievance studies, and Islamic revolution, wrapped in smiley emojis and promises of “free” everything. He didn’t run for mayor. He ran for student body president in a fifth-grade popularity contest. Promise chocolate milk in the water fountains, and the kids vote for you.
Free buses. Free groceries. Rent freezes. Government housing. Defund the police. $10 billion tax hikes on producers to subsidize consumers.
That’s not policy. That’s a civilizational death spiral.
As Alexis de Tocqueville warned, “The American Republic will endure until the day Congress discovers that it can bribe the public with the public’s money.”
Plato was even more brutal: democracy inevitably devolves into tyranny once the masses realize they can vote themselves bread and circuses, and punish anyone who works for a living.
And here we are.
To understand Mamdani’s win, we also have to understand the vacuum he filled.
Andrew Cuomo—disgraced ex-governor, COVID butcher, lockdown sadist—entered this race like a man who thought the city owed him a favor. The man who deserves to be executed on the White House lawn for his crimes during Covid barely ran a campaign. He didn’t walk precincts. He didn’t build a coalition. He threw his name on the ballot like an entitled aristocrat assuming the peasants would remember his glory days.
But what did the voters remember?
Not that he sent COVID-infected patients into nursing homes, killing over 15,000 seniors and covering it up with doctored reports. Not that he was one of the primary authors of the economic, social, and psychological carnage of 2020. No—what they remembered were vague sexual harassment allegations.
Criticizing Cuomo for being a creep while ignoring his role in the greatest policy-driven mass death event in New York’s history is like saying you didn’t like Pol Pot because he had bad breath.
So, Cuomo collapses. And into that vacuum slithers Mamdani.
Let’s be absolutely clear: Mamdani is not just a socialist. He is the avatar of a new, intersectional, anti-Western revolution. His campaign was less political platform and more racial-religious revenge fantasy dressed up in Instagram aesthetics.
He’s anti-capitalist, anti-white, anti-police, and very arguably anti-American.
And it’s not conjecture.
He openly supports defunding the NYPD. He refuses to condemn slogans like “globalize the intifada.” He cheers on the same Hamas-aligned groups that turned college campuses into terror sympathizer rallies. He even proposed charging white neighborhoods higher property taxes—because whiteness itself, in his view, is a sin to be fined.
Let me say that again:
“White neighborhoods should pay higher property taxes.”
—Zohran Mamdani
We already do, Comrade Collect-a-Check.
Why? Because we’re trying to escape the dysfunction you and your ilk have normalized:
We are not privileged. We are the sons and daughters of the people that built this town and country—only to watch it rot under the weight of policies written by people who’ve never built a thing.
You want to punish success. We want to escape your failures.
Yes, Mamdani has flirted with jihadist rhetoric. But his real revolution is more insidious—it’s the academic, intersectional kind. It’s colonizer-vs-colonized. Oppressor-vs-oppressed. It’s the soft-sounding but deadly cancer of “decolonization”—a framework that sees whiteness, capitalism, Christianity, and America as inherently evil.
This isn’t just bad policy. It’s blood libel in PowerPoint.
Mamdani isn’t an outlier. He’s the new prototype: the smiling socialist with a grievance gospel. He comes wrapped in silk but he carries a blade. As Mike Cernovich wisely put it:
“In our inverted society, the demons look soft and non-threatening, and the angels look scary. Which is Biblical. In encounters with the angels, men fall to their knees and are told, ‘Fear not.’ Whereas Lucifer comes as a being of light.”
That’s why they hate Trump. That’s why they fear JD Vance. Because truth, strength, and justice look masculine and stern—while Mamdani offers victimhood, vengeance, and virtue-signaling wrapped in a soft, soothing tone.
But Mamdani didn’t rise in a vacuum. He was elevated by a generation that’s been broken economically and spiritually.
Gen Z and Millennials aren’t just indoctrinated—they’re disinherited.
Boomers and older Gen Xers own the vast majority of assets. They bought homes when they were 3x income. Today? That ratio is 8x to 12x, depending on the market. Real wages have been stagnant for 30 years while asset inflation has gone parabolic.
In 1970, the average American could buy 387 shares of the S&P 500 with their annual income. Today, they can buy 13.
A Cuban refugee in a Costco cried on TikTok last year—not from sadness, but from awe. His brain couldn’t process American abundance. He’d never seen it before. But Americans under 35 are being told that abundance is oppression, that capitalism is evil, and that the answer is state control.
They’ve never read about Boris Yeltsin visiting a Texas supermarket and being shocked into abandoning communism.
They don’t know about Venezuelans eating zoo animals. They think gulags are a meme.
This is not over.
Mamdani won 43.5% in the primary. That means the majority of Democratic voters rejected him. Most New Yorkers—while confused, fatigued, or ideologically misled—haven’t completely lost their minds. Yet.
If conservatives, independents, moderates, Jews, Asians, blacks, and working-class Latinos unite behind Eric Adams in November, this catastrophe can still be stopped.
But that means Republicans need to be strategic. Curtis Sliwa is a good man, but this isn’t his moment. And if Cuomo runs as an independent spoiler, he could hand Mamdani the crown.
Adams, for all his flaws, is a wartime mayor. He’s no saint—but he knows the streets, understands power, and isn’t afraid to throw punches. He’s already going on offense, painting Mamdani as the snake-oil socialist he is. He’s built ties with business elites, union leaders, Hasidic power blocs, and immigrant communities who don’t want to live in Caracas-on-the-Hudson. And crucially, he’s the only candidate with a realistic coalition that can cross party lines and hold the line.
But this next phase will require more than votes. It’ll require a system-level immune response.
Because this primary? This was the warning shot.
And the good news is that systems this rich, complex, and historic don’t die easily—they produce antibodies.
New York City is still the financial capital of the world. It’s still the beating cultural heart of America. And beneath the years of decay, dysfunction, and leftist sabotage, the immune system is still alive.
The question is: will it activate?
That immune response might look like the billionaire class—who’ve sat on the sidelines for too long—opening their war chests like never before. It might look like the biggest independent expenditure effort in municipal election history. It might look like elite lawfare targeting Mamdani’s eligibility, donor network, or even his naturalization status. (Yes, denaturalization is legally possible under specific fraud or subversion statutes. Look it up.)
It could be quiet legal pressure. It could be massive ad campaigns. It could be coalition building with disillusioned Democrats who just wanted cheaper rent and not an intifada.
What matters is this: people who sleepwalked through the primary now understand the stakes.
They thought they were voting in a popularity contest. Now they realize they were playing Russian roulette with a loaded weapon.
The stakes are civilization itself. And New Yorkers have a habit of waking up—loudly—when things get too stupid to ignore.
This November, they better.
We need to understand this though: Mamdani is not the disease. He’s a symptom.
The real virus is the American university system. Columbia. Harvard. Berkeley. They are indoctrination centers—producing grievance addicts and Maoist technocrats who believe speech is violence and violence is justice.
If Trump—or any serious leader—wants to save the Republic, here’s the playbook:
We are not obligated to subsidize our own destruction.
And the only path forward—if we want to prevent a full civilizational collapse—is to repair the broken economic engine and cauterize the infected educational bloodstream.
Until we fix that, Gen Z and Millennials with degrees in gender theory and $200,000 in nondischargeable debt, will keep voting for soft-faced tyrants hoping to elect their way out of despair.
New York is an awfully big canary in an awfully wealthy coal mine.
As New York goes, so goes the nation.
We have to hold the line here.
Never forget means never surrender.
And New York isn’t lost—yet.
Watch this clip from the All-In Podcast wrt to the above. We’ve created a generation saddled with soul-crushing debt, degrees with no market value, and zero path to upward mobility. The system is broken—and it’s not just the kids paying the price. It’s all of us.
The pertinent discussion here is about 10 minutes and begins at 42:00.
And if we don’t get a handle on it and make sure un-American frauds like Mamdani are relegated to the dustbin of history, this is what we can expect. Just sub out 1988 for 2028.
That’s it for this week folks! Hope you enjoyed.
—Michael Kimelman
Founder, Sovereign Sunday
Michael Kimelman is a bestselling author, serial entrepreneur, and leading voice on disruptive innovation, antifragility, and financial sovereignty. A former M&A attorney with Sullivan & Cromwell and founder of a New York-based hedge fund, Michael now leads Dekryption Advisors, a strategic advisory and investment firm focused on digital assets, healthcare, and asymmetric opportunities across emerging sectors. With over 30 years of experience in global M&A, portfolio management, and private equity, Michael bridges Wall Street rigor with future-facing insight. He’s also a sought-after high-performance coach helping leaders unlock their full potential through radical frameworks that fuse ancient wisdom with cutting-edge neuroscience. Michael is the creator of Sovereign Sunday, a provocative Substack newsletter that challenges conventional wisdom and inspires a new class of independent thinkers to thrive in the age of disruption.
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