September 23, 2026 Three Israeli citizens from Segev Shalom have been held in Egypt since March 21, with their families still unaware of where they are being kept, their condition or why they were detained. The three Bedouin men — aged 25, 27 and 28 — were reportedly pulled from a taxi while returning from a vacation in Sharm el-Sheikh and heading toward the Taba border. Moments before contact disappeared, one managed to send a chilling message home: “They’re arresting us.” He told a friend: “If I’m not back tomorrow, you should know that we are in Egyptian custody.” Their families initially remained silent in hopes that behind-the-scenes efforts would secure their release, while two Egyptian lawyers hired to investigate reportedly found no answers and eventually withdrew. Israel’s Foreign Ministry says it has obtained confirmation that all three are being detained, but despite repeated approaches to Egyptian authorities, it has received no further information about their whereabouts or condition.

Thank you so much, dear Emily Schrader, you're a hero for us Zionists! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o0ZfjgNwvmI

​The Russian Embassy sits along the beachfront promenade in Tel Aviv. Under municipal bylaws, walking around in swimwear is permitted within 500 meters of the beach; we were just 200 meters from the water. We didn't break any laws, local or international. ​We arrived fully prepared, having carefully rehearsed the action and coordinated our attire. The reporters and photographers we invited were already waiting for us. ​We dropped our pants and began splashing red gouache paint on each other. We had to act fast—embassy security had already rushed out and started confronting us, calling the Border Police for reinforcement. ​I walked straight toward the Border Police jeep, reached out for a handshake, introduced myself and the action, and requested just five minutes to take photos, promising we would pack up and leave immediately after. They agreed. ​I placed a plastic bag over my head and let my friends handcuff me while I stood in my underwear, creating a chilling depiction of horror from ukrain. The contrast between the vibrant promenade, the brutalist concrete architecture of the Russian Embassy, and our fragile performance formed the perfect image—one that would circulate globally, penetrate the guarded gates of cautious editors, and force the press to publish the words previously blocked from reaching the public. This photo hangs in the Israel Museum and has won award, After doing it job gaining global resonance. For more talk to me