The New York Times, that self-proclaimed “paper of record” that’s readers assume is an unpaid Hamas PR arm at this point, but that’s another lie, they are paid in the currency of the left: “feelings” and the “moral virtue signaling points” they receive for standing up for a group that slaughters babies in their cribs, but they have labelled as “oppressed.”

Picture this: the Times newsroom, a bunch of tweed-wearing, oat milk-sipping hipsters, hunched over their MacBooks, furiously typing up their latest hit piece on Israel. They’ve got a narrative to push, and it’s got more spin than a windmill in a hurricane. Let’s talk about their latest clown show, shall we?

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Take the Mohammed kid, that poor 18-month-old Gazan baby they plastered on the front page of Times, looking like a skeleton wrapped in a trash bag diaper. “Starving!” they scream. “Israel’s blockade is killing babies!” they wail, like they’re auditioning for a melodrama on Al Jazeera.
Meanwhile, this kid’s three-year-old brother is waddling around, chubby as a cherub, looking like he just raided a falafel stand.
Did the Times mention this? Nope! Not a peep about the healthy brother, because that might, you know, complicate the story.
It’s like spotting a guy with distributing buckets of KFC at a “famine” protest and pretending he’s not there. Oversight? Nah, that’s not oversight—that’s a script. They’re not reporting; they’re directing a propaganda flick for Hamas, complete with sad violin music.

One off hardly? almost every time there’s an error it goes one way, which I will get to later, but here’s another biggie: The Al-Ahli hospital fiasco. Oh, what a gem! The Times runs with “Israel Bombs Hospital, Kills 500!” based on what? Hamas’s health ministry, which is basically just a guy in a ski mask with a clipboard, making it up as he goes. Turns out, it was an Islamic Jihad rocket that went rogue, blew up a parking lot, and killed maybe 50 people—still awful, but not the apocalypse the Times was selling, and the guys they are trying to paint as Darth Vader, had nothing to do with it.
Did they double-check? Cross-reference? Nah, that’s too much work when you’ve got a deadline to demonize Israel. Six days later, they mumble a correction in the digital equivalent of a broom closet, hoping nobody notices. “Oops, our bad, maybe it wasn’t Israel.”
That was the front page of the NY Times, built to trigger deep negative emotion for clicks, and to expand their narrative.

This is the New York Times’ and leftists media game, folks. Every time something blows up in Gaza—literally or figuratively—they’re out here pointing at Israel like it’s a reflex. Hamas could fire a rocket into their own daycare, and the Times would write, “Israel’s Parties, as Palestinian Day care Stuck.”
It’s not just bias; it’s a business model. They’re like a cashier at a shady bodega, shortchanging you every single time, pocketing the difference with a smirk. “Oh, I gave you $5 instead of $10? My bad!” they say when you catch ‘em, as they are half way to the bank.
In this case, they’re pocketing the ideological thrill of subverting the oppressor, as they destroy their credibility. The only reason they have any left is because people grew up with the bodega and can’t stand admitting they were wrong to trust them.

And don’t give me that “oh, but they sometimes report pro-Israel stuff” nonsense. Yeah, every once in a while, they’ll toss in a story about Hamas using kids as human shields, like a cashier accidentally giving you the right change because he’s distracted by his phone. That’s not integrity; that’s just them covering their asses so they can keep the scam running. “Look, we’re balanced!” they cry, while their front page screams “Israel Bad” in 72-point font. It’s like a mobster donating to charity to look like a saint—nobody’s buying it, Tony.

The Mohammed case? Ignoring that healthy brother wasn’t a mistake; it was malfeasance so blatant it’s practically performance art. You don’t miss a chubby toddler in the frame unless you’re trying to sell a lie. It’s not stupidity—it’s strategy. The Times wants you to see Israel as the big bad wolf, and they’ll crop out any fact that doesn’t fit the fairy tale. This isn’t journalism; it’s fan fiction for the anti-Israel crowd, written by people who think “nuance” is a new artisanal coffee blend.

You can’t screw up this consistently in one direction and call it an accident. If every error you make paints Israel as the villain and Hamas as the victim, you’re not a newspaper—you’re a propaganda mill with a Pulitzer fetish. The Times wants to be the “paper of record”? Fine, but their record’s stuck on one note: blame Israel, cash the clout, and bury the correction where nobody looks. It’s like they’re running a rigged carnival game—step right up, folks, and watch us dunk on Israel every time! Meanwhile, the truth’s out back, eating stale popcorn with the healthy brother nobody talks about.

So, New York Times, take a bow. You’re not just a newspaper; you’re a masterclass in ideological sleight-of-hand, serving up Hamas’s narrative with a side of sanctimonious drivel. Keep those corrections coming, tucked away in the internet’s back alleys, and maybe one day you’ll fool us into thinking you’re actually journalists. Until then, you’re just the cashier who’s always “sorry,” but never stops stealing.