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FKA @FATHERMYSTERY / @the_pantheras | Agànjú kìí sọ̀rọ̀ lójoojúmọ́, ṣùgbọ́n tó bá sọ̀rọ̀, ilẹ̀ á gbóná | Facta non verbis describere hominem | Iram silentii tim

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Guess Iran also infiltrated Israel same way Israel infiltrated Iran. The only difference is that they had different focus during the infiltration
Shanaka Anslem Perera ⚡@shanaka86

BREAKING: On December 6 2025, an Iranian intelligence agent contacted a 26-year-old Israeli reservist on Telegram and offered him money for information. The reservist, Raz Cohen of Jerusalem, volunteered that he served in the Iron Dome air defence system. He said he worked in the battery’s control centre. He said he was responsible for replacing cases and arming the launcher. Three days later he sent 27 photographs and videos showing firing processes, rates of fire, backup launcher configurations, and arming procedures. The payment was $1,000 in cryptocurrency. The system he betrayed costs $50 million per battery. Cohen was indicted on March 20th in the Jerusalem District Court on charges of assisting the enemy during wartime, transmitting information with the intention of harming state security, and transmitting information likely to assist the enemy. The Shin Bet and the Israel Police’s Lahav 433 major crimes unit conducted the joint investigation. He was arrested at the start of the war. The information Cohen allegedly passed was not generic. According to the indictment, he provided precise GPS coordinates of seven Israeli Air Force bases where he had previously served in the Iron Dome system. He provided the locations of two specific Iron Dome batteries, one at Hatzerim and one at Palmachim. He provided details about the system’s armaments and interception procedures. He provided personal details and contact information for other Israelis, including a security guard at the President’s Residence and a relative serving as an air force pilot. While Cohen was passing this data, Iran was preparing to fire missiles at the targets he was mapping. The current war began on February 28. Cohen was called up to reserve duty on January 18 to prepare for the conflict he had been helping Iran prosecute. He reported for duty in the same Iron Dome unit whose coordinates he had transmitted to the same country whose missiles the system was designed to intercept. The indictment states he served in the unit following the October 7 2023 Hamas invasion, during the 12-day war with Iran in June 2025, and in the current conflict, until he was arrested. The recruitment method is the story as much as the betrayal. An Iranian agent messaged a reservist on Telegram. The reservist responded. The agent offered money. The reservist accepted. No honeytrap. No ideology. No sophisticated tradecraft. A direct message, a cryptocurrency wallet, and a willingness to sell classified information about the system that stands between Iranian warheads and Israeli cities. The entire transaction, from first contact to 27 classified images, took three days. This is not an isolated case. The Jerusalem Post reported that Israeli authorities have filed over 35 indictments related to Iranian recruitment since October 7 2023, involving nearly 60 defendants. In January 2025, another Iron Dome reservist, Yuri Ilyaspov, 22, was indicted on similar charges. The pattern is consistent: Iranian agents contact Israelis through social media, offer modest payments, and extract whatever information the contact can access. The targets range from a 13-year-old boy in Tel Aviv to reservists inside classified military systems. Iran’s Intelligence Ministry simultaneously announced the arrest of 97 individuals it described as Israel-recruited mercenaries inside Iran. Both sides are recruiting inside each other’s populations through the same platforms, the same payments, and the same exploitation of individuals who will sell access for amounts that would not cover a month’s rent in either Jerusalem or Tehran. One thousand dollars. Twenty-seven photographs. Seven base locations. Two battery coordinates. One air defence system. The price of betrayal is not always proportional to the value of what is betrayed. open.substack.com/pub/shanakaans…

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Lanre Adeola
Lanre Adeola@Lanredeola·
MY HYBIRD FAMILY (2) Like I said earlier, I was born into a hybrid family of a Muslim father and a Christian mother. My dad became an Alhaji while my mum became a church minister. I was barely 13 when my mum started teaching me to cook and do domestic chores. My only sister had left for the university, and among the three boys, I was the soft one that Mummy could grab and tie to her wrapper. It was Ramadan time when Muslims all over the world observe the annual 30-day fast. This had been a regular ritual in our home since I was a kid. Dad forced us to participate in fasting from when I was 11. We had to wake up in the middle of the night to take sahur, the early morning meal that prepared us for the fasting. We would break the fast at sunset. I had just turned 13 that year when Dad called me and instructed me to start preparing his meals during Ramadan. He told me we were Muslims, hence unbelievers (Mummy) should not prepare our meals in the holiest month of the year. I started doing it dutifully and faithfully. I was cooking dinner the first evening when Mum came into the kitchen to help. I retorted, “Don’t touch it!” She looked at me, confused, but reached out again. I screamed, “Daddy said you shouldn’t touch it. It will spoil his fasting!” “Abi nkan se iwo and awon baba nla babe e, ni?” (Is something wrong with you and your forefathers?) However, when she saw I saw serious, she left me furious and went into her room. I realized her rage, and I was scared, but I was adamant that I would preserve Daddy’s fast. When Daddy came back, I served and told him how furious Mummy was. He said “Well done, Abdul Kabir. You did well. Don’t worry, I will talk to your mother.” Later that night, I overheard the two of them talking with mummy raging and ranting about what I did. Calmly, Daddy told her not to worry about it and that God gave them a wonderful son. “At this stage and condition, you should be grateful to God that you have a boy-child who is ready to help with all chores and cooking. Sit back, let him handle it and let’s thank God for his life.” The following morning, my name changed from Lanre to ‘Omo Alhaji’ (Alhaji’s son). “Omo Alhaji, wa lo lo at awa o!” (Alhaji’s son, go and grind pepper) “Omo Alhaji, wa lo s’oja o.” (Alhaji’s son, time to go to the market) My chores doubled from then on. I fetched water, ground corn, and sieved it to make pap. I grated water yams and made Ikokore. Alhaji never complained about the taste. Most times, Mum would supervise the meals I cooked, but I made sure she didn’t touch them. I would wake by 3am daily, cook sahur and serve Daddy, before taking another hour of nap and going to school. When I came back from school, I would cook our dinner, which served as Iftar. There was a day Mummy told me that Alhaji preferred pepper ground on a stone. She brought out an agelong grinding stone, probably inherited from her own mother. She told me to chop the pepper I bought and supervised me while I ground it. I did it with my whole heart and energy. Daddy’s prayers must be answered. My fingers were on fire from the spicy pepper for a whole week afterwards. (Iya ma je mi o!) A few days after the fasting, I was watching TV in the sitting room and two of them were talking. It led to an argument that made me pay attention. It appeared they were arguing about changing or not changing an antenatal clinic. I didn’t know when I screamed, “Mummy, you are pregnant?” What followed was an awkward silence. Mummy looked at Daddy, but Daddy suddenly took an interest in the cup of water he was drinking. I looked at him, but his countenance told me never to probe further. I had never felt so disappointed in my life. All this while I was waking up to cook Sahur for this man, running errands and preparing Iftar, preventing his unbelieving wife from touching his holy meals so that his prayers could be answered, he was busy impregnating his wife. This was the height of betrayal! Mummy later lost the pregnancy due to complications. I took great care of the home during the period, going to the market and cooking for everyone. This brought us closer. Later, she admitted how Daddy played us. Apparently, she got pregnant 10 years after the lastborn, when they thought they were done having kids. She was still in the early stage of the first trimester when Ramadan came. She had complained to Alhaji that owing to her pregnancy, she would not be able to cope with the stress of cooking at Sahur and Iftar. Now, neither of them knew how to break the news of the pregnancy to us. I suppose, like most parents of their era, they wanted us to find and figure it out ourselves. As per eating during Ramadan, the only way to solve the problem of mummy not being available to cook, was for Daddy to pull a fast one on me with the story of his food being holy (not touched by his unbelieving wife) in the holiest month of the year!
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Lanre Adeola@Lanredeola

MY HYBRID FAMILY (1) I call my family a hybrid one. I was born to a father who was an Alhaji and a christian mother who later became a church minister. I grew up attending mosques early every morning and evening. 5 times a day wasn't regular as Dad was at work all day. Church attendance was on some Sundays. Somehow, I was partly the gentle and obedient one among the kids. This meant I had to join Alhaji for the 30-day Ramadan fast and Mummy for the 40-day Lent. My siblings somehow were not compelled to do so. I started doing this from the age of 8. It was tough at the beginning, but I got used to it. That's why fasting is no big deal for me till now. The only confusion was years like this when both clashed. I had to partake in Sahur in the morning and break the fast by 7pm. Having eaten in the morning, I wouldn't be able to continue with Lent, which I was happy with 😉. However, once Ramadan was over, I would continue Lent with mummy to complete the 40 days 😔. I broke my Ramadan at subset (7pm in the southwest) but I could break by 12pm or 3pm during Lent. I was initially encouraged but later compelled by dad to do Ramadan but encouraged by mum to observe Lent. The upside of it was that I got to do 4 religious celebrations (complete with clothes, chicken and rama) yearly. 2 sallahs with Easter and Christmas in a year. For observing the two, I was pampered during the period by both parents. To be continued...

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Being Emeka
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@AuthenticLagos I'm saying you won't just view it as or never seen it as brutal when Israel targets civilians. That's exactly what my tweet is pointing
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The civilians that Israel used white phosphate on in Lebanon do no matter to you? The RT journalists that Israeli airforce attacked were military officers? Maybe you should apply your logic across board. I didn’t make a comment on Israel in the tweet you quoted.
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