Netanyahu Nominated Trump for a Peace Prize. Let That Sink In.
This isn’t politics. It’s narrative warfare dressed up as diplomacy.
At first, it reads like a joke. The kind that lands without laughter. The kind you reread because your brain refuses to believe it’s real. And yet it is. In the middle of a military siege that has left tens of thousands of civilians dead or displaced, Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu went to Washington and announced he had nominated Donald Trump for the Nobel Peace Prize.
This is where we are.
While global audiences scroll past images of bombed-out hospitals, grieving mothers, and children pulled from rubble, the man overseeing this destruction is not just received as a legitimate world leader. He is performing legacy repair — not quietly, not in exile, but on a global stage, with a microphone and applause.
This nomination is not tone-deaf. It’s intentional. It’s strategic. It’s part of a much larger effort to reframe the past, distract from the present, and distort the future.
And people will fall for it. Because we are conditioned to.
This Isn’t About Peace. It’s About Power Rewriting Itself
Let’s be clear. The Nobel Peace Prize is not being used to honour peace. It’s being weaponized to validate proximity to power. It’s become a tool for laundering history, offering absolution through ceremony.
Netanyahu’s nomination of Trump isn’t an outlier. It’s a move in a larger pattern: men responsible for systemic violence positioning themselves as the only ones who can end it. They engineer the chaos, then present themselves as the solution. The dealmakers. The peacemakers. The heroes of the very crises they created.
Trump’s so-called “Abraham Accords” — the normalization deals between Israel and certain Arab states — have been cited as his key qualification. But what did those deals actually produce? Surveillance partnerships. Arms sales. Strategic silence. And most importantly, a path to sidestep the Palestinian question entirely. No real peace. Just transactional recognition, with marginalized populations erased from the narrative.
This is what the prize is being used to recognize: a theatre of peace, not the real thing.
The Most Dangerous Lies Are the Ones Wrapped in Ceremony
This nomination didn’t come during a lull. It came in the middle of devastation. As international legal bodies investigate war crimes. As humanitarian aid is blocked. As entire families are buried under concrete and dust.
It is not a mistake. It is a message.
It tells the world: power protects itself. Violence is negotiable. Recognition is still up for sale, as long as the right people are holding the receipts.
And for the record, this is not new. The Nobel Peace Prize has a long and complicated history of being given to controversial figures — some who later betrayed the principles it supposedly honoured. But this moment feels different. Because we are watching a live conflict unfold, in real time, and still pretending the people responsible deserve awards.
There’s something grotesque about that. Not just morally. Viscerally.
Global Amnesia Isn’t Accidental. It’s Engineered.
We are not desensitized by accident. We are shaped into forgetting. The language of war is constantly edited to make it palatable. “Strikes” instead of bombings. “Targets” instead of families. “Security operations” instead of displacement.
And when you soften the language, you soften the memory. When enough time passes, when the headlines die, when the algorithm moves on, you’re left with a sanitized narrative. One that’s easy to award. One that’s convenient to remember.
That is what this nomination is preparing us for.
Because one day, the photos will fade. The rubble will be cleared. The people who died won’t be on camera. But the headlines — Trump nominated for Nobel, Netanyahu, key peace broker — those will last. Those are the version of events that history remembers, unless we say something now.
This Is Not a Side Note. This Is the Whole Game.
We cannot afford to dismiss this as “just politics.” We cannot roll our eyes and scroll past it like it’s another bad headline in a cursed year. Because what we’re seeing is not just moral collapse. It’s moral recalibration. It’s the gradual, deliberate redefining of what peace even means.
If mass death can be repackaged as diplomacy, if the people who preside over it can be nominated for international honours, then what do we actually stand for?
What is left of our global conscience if this doesn’t provoke outrage?
What is the Nobel Prize, if not a mirror? And what does it say about us, that we’re still clapping?
Final Word
If Netanyahu is rewarded for his actions, if Trump is canonized for “deals” that excluded the very people most impacted by them, then the Peace Prize becomes nothing more than a seal of elite survival. Not a celebration of peace. A monument to those who win at all costs.
And history will record it. Not because it’s true. But because it was allowed to stand.
Disclaimer
This is an opinion piece. The views expressed are the author’s own and reflect a commitment to confronting injustice, distortion, and institutional amnesia wherever they appear.
