Sally Herschorn, MD
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Sally Herschorn, MD
@SHerschorn
Radiologist, Breast Imager, Advocate for empowering patients, Mother, Wife, Bubby , proud Jew and Zionist. Opinions are my own.🇮🇱











IRAN IN CHAOS: PRESIDENT WANTS OUT "There’s a real upheaval in Iran... President Pezeshkian is considering resigning from his post." Channel 14's Senior Iran Analyst @DBalazada explains what inside sources tell him is happening today inside the government: Pezeshkian is reportedly "exceptionally angry" at the Revolutionary Guards, accusing them of "reckless" conduct. He claims the failure to protect Ali Larijani was not negligence, but a deliberate move to ensure his elimination. The IRGC is reportedly "very pleased" with Larijani’s death, having already prepared an "elimination dossier" on him and his brother. The bottom line - Iran is transitioning into an extremist military regime where Mojtaba Khamenei acts as a mere "puppet" of the Revolutionary Guards, who completely control the country. Via Channel 14’s @DBalazada on @MaggieTabibi's evening edition. Watch 👇













On Friday, I flew into Israel with my 17-year-old son—likely on one of the last flights before the airspace closed. At security, sweet Israelis tried to warn me about the balagan that was about to begin. “I know,” I said. “Yihye tov.” They smiled and answered: “Yihye tov.” My son almost freaked out. So I asked him: If we had the chance to witness the fall of the Berlin Wall, would we stay away? This time, I couldn’t argue the way I do in synagogues. I couldn’t tell him that Emunah precedes logic. But the truth is, Emunah (faith) has been my compass since October 7. With absolute certainty—not a shred of doubt—I have said it hundreds of times, even before skeptical crowds in Israel and around the world: Israel will prevail. The so-called “Axis of Resistance” committed suicide on October 7. They are already smoke—they just don’t know it yet. And with that same certainty, I say: the fantasy called “Palestine” will not survive this war. Do I bet my money on it? I am here. In Israel. With my only son. Not theorizing from Europe. May my fate be that of Israel. Our lives are not more precious than yours. I grew up in Lebanon. For eighteen years, I lived through war. We didn’t have a shelter. My mother was convinced we were “safe” in the pantry, where I slept on a mattress behind the washing machine, head to toe with my sister. Every time a missile struck nearby, she would wet herself in her sleep. We would wake in the middle of the night, washing her with cold water as explosions echoed outside. So when I am accused of being indifferent to the suffering of children in Gaza, my blood boils—especially when lectured by those who have never experienced war. War is ugly and sometimes inevitable. Diplomacy does not soften the hearts of genocidal leaders. I hope the West finally understands. I don’t even know how many wars we survived. And yet, we are alive. Because our time was not up. In Arabic, there is a saying: ‘ala barakat Allah’ — by God’s grace. Does this war with Iran scare me? Not even a little. But how do I explain that to my son? To someone I raised without faith? To people who don’t know me? How do you explain certainty without Emunah? I believe in God. In good. In miracles. I have seen the impossible happen—again and again—against all odds. Surviving wars is nothing compared to that. One of those miracles hangs around my neck. A Star of David. If Israel is not one of the most astonishing miracles in human history, I don’t know what is. After two thousand years of exile—pushed east and west, north and south—after repeated attempts to erase them from history; enslaved, expelled, tortured, forcibly converted; after Kishinev, after Hebron, after the Holocaust… For Israel to rise in spite of that history is nothing short of extraordinary. #Israel #amisraelchai








