Edited by iEpikaira
So when Jonathan Adiri, writing in “Israel Hayom”, recently laid out what he titled “The revolution Israel must recognize before it is too late,” the reaction in the polite salons of Western diplomacy would probably be a familiar, bureaucratic nod. One camp will receive the piece as a bold visionary statement for a post-war reality. The other will dismiss it as the ambitious daydreams of a nation entrenched in a bitter conflict. Between the polite applause and the sanitized geopolitical analysis, the brutal, unvarnished truth was quietly escorted from the premises.
This is unfortunate, because Adiri’s manifesto is not some digital fabulist’s geopolitical costume jewelry. It is an extraordinary confession of intent. It drags the establishment’s unspoken agenda out of the morgue of classified security memos and plugs it into an amplifier. For those watching from the periphery—from the bruised and bloodied lands mangled by decades of intervention—Adiri’s piece confirms what our last analysis warned: We are not witnessing a chaotic "escalation." We are watching a geopolitical surgery and Adiri gives us an opportunity to reiterate here on what we already explained.
To understand the sheer scale of what is being executed, one must abandon the comforting fiction that history is written by convenient coincidences. For critics in the periphery, the catastrophic intelligence failure of October 7th is increasingly viewed not as a mistake, but as the bloody, necessary fuse. A "Black Swan" event of such horrifying magnitude that it could legitimize the ultimate, violent rearrangement of regional power. The Israeli premier did not merely stumble into a war; in this view, he allowed the events to unfold to open Pandora’s box for a biblically scaled demolition project.
This is not a conspiracy theory born in a basement. It is political cartography. Adiri himself boasts that the past 1,000 days of slaughter were not "another round," but a definitive turning point. He openly states that the military force wielded by Israel and its partners has "shattered the region's old architecture".
The old architecture has a name. It is Sykes-Picot. The artificial, arrogant lines drawn in the sand a century ago by British and French diplomats are about to be redrawn. They are not being erased by peace treaties. They are being bulldozed, bombed, and systematically dismantled to create a "strategic vacuum" into which, as Adiri notes, new power, capital, and infrastructure must rush.
Look at the surgical precision of the past three years. This was never just about Gaza, nor merely about defeating Tehran. It is a unified, structural demolition of three pillars: the economic hegemony of the petrodollar, the obsolete American security architecture, and the very borders of the Middle East themselves.
The sequence of this controlled demolition is breathtaking in its cynicism. First, the absolute leveling of Gaza—an amputation of the Palestinian issue, rendering it permanently marginalized. Second, the collapse of the Assad regime in Syria, tearing out the heart of the region's resistance axis. Third, the invasion of Lebanon and the systematic dismantling of Hezbollah, designed to create an artificially sterile, "reborn" Lebanon severed from Iranian and Syrian lifelines. Finally, the direct strikes on Iran itself.
When the central nervous system of a vast, authoritarian state is damaged, the periphery awakens. And this is exactly what the architects of the new map desire. The balkanization of the Middle East is not an accidental byproduct of war; it is the grand design itself.
To grasp the terrifying ambition of this project, we must dust off a document that came out of Washington two decades ago. In 2006, retired US Lieutenant Colonel Ralph Peters published a now-infamous article titled “Blood Borders”. He presented a map that surgically dismembered the Middle East: an independent Kurdistan, an expanded Lebanon, a balkanized Iran, a truncated Saudi Arabia, and a new Arab Shia State. At the time, some of the diplomatic elite laughed it off as a graphic, provocative fiction and others pushed for a formal denial of such plans.
Today, as US jets strike Iranian infrastructure and the Strait of Hormuz boils, Peters’ map is no longer a provocation. It is the operational blueprint.
The tectonic plates of the Iranian periphery are already shifting. The sudden military mobilization of Kurdish factions in the west, the reignited insurgency of the Baloch in the southeast, the geopolitical sparks flying near Azerbaijan in the north—these are not random, disconnected tribal spasms. They are the deliberate fragmentation of specific nation-states.
The Kurdish puzzle remains the most dangerous node in this strategy. Blessed with fierce demographic cohesion, historical memory, and mountainous depth, the Kurds are viewed by Western planners as the ideal, pliable proxy. An independent Kurdistan, landlocked and structurally dependent on Washington and Tel Aviv, would serve as the ultimate geopolitical wedge.
But here, the hegemonic language slips, falls, and loses its shoes. A Kurdish state carved out of the ruins of Iran and Syria poses an absolute, existential threat to the Republic of Turkey. Washington’s diplomatic whispers by Thomas Barrack himself to Ankara—assuring them that the West will not repeat the colonial mistakes of Sykes-Picot—are cheap, laminated illusions. The Turkish establishment harbors no such naive fantasies. They know the gears of history are turning, and that Peters’ original map (see below) demanded the amputation of eastern Turkey as well.
It was Ankara after all (joined by Iran, Pakistan and Arab states) in denouncing the concept behind the map, while U.S. officials scrambled at the time to stress that Peters' freelance journalism in the Armed Forces Journal did not reflect official Pentagon policy. You may rightfully lay many charges at the feet of the Ottoman descendants, but naivety is certainly not one them.
Nonetheless, Adiri’s “Israel Hayom” thesis reveals the ultimate endgame. He demands that Israel discard the term "Middle East"—a colonial relic of London's worldview—and embrace the map of "West Asia". On this map, Israel is no longer a besieged Western outpost. It is a "hub of trust," the vital, militarized anchor of the India-Middle East-Europe Economic Corridor (IMEC).
Washington is in no means an innocent passerby in this violent geographic weather. The United States is executing what we previously described as “The Hegemon's Escape.” Exhausted by the sands around Mesopotamia, Washington is pivoting its gaze to the Indo-Pacific to face China. But an empire does not simply pack its bags and leave. The Brits know this too well... It intentionally leaves behind shatterbelts, zones of deep instability, managed by heavily armed, local contractors. Israel has eagerly auditioned for—and won—the role of chief contractor.
By shattering the old axis, they pave the way to Washington’s retreat, and buying some time in attempting to secure the chokepoints of global trade—from Bab el-Mandeb to Hormuz. The goal is clear: ensure the new "West Asia" bypasses the Iranian threat and flows directly through Israeli ports and Saudi pipelines. This plan has recently hit a major hiccup after a barefoot but heavily armed Iranian proxy known as the Houthis seems to have turned the tables.
But hold on, isn't “Blood Borders” predicting a truncated Saudi Arabia? Could it be that the Houthis are left to do their job intentionally? That is a terrifying little detail for those who still dare to think outside the box. As for the rest of you, the credentialed skeptics convinced you are wasting your time reading this: feel free to roll your eyes. But before you retreat to your comfortable illusions, at least take a long, hard look at the map below.
The “Blood Borders” recipe for carnage...
The truth is that beneath the sterile, climate-controlled jargon of "corridors," "vacuums," and "hubs of trust" lies the most chilling, unspoken truth of all. Twenty years ago, Ralph Peters wrote the quiet part out loud: “Ethnic cleansing works.”
This is the dark, rotting heart of the new diplomacy. The stability dreamed up by the architects in Tel Aviv and Washington relies entirely on the creation of ethnically homogenous, manageable micro-states. And in the long, bloody history of human civilization, the drawing of new, "natural" borders has rarely been achieved through referendums and handshakes. It is achieved through mass displacement, starvation, and slaughter.
The mapmakers nowadays use smart bombs and artificial intelligence; the global commentariat launders the coercion as "historical necessity" or "population exchange." But the reality is measured in rubles, shattered lifes, borders drawn by blood and enforced by living fools.
The worker in Tabriz, the merchant in Basra, the teacher in Herat, and the fisherman in Gwadar—they are the ones who will pay the bill for this grand redesign. They do not exist in Adiri's vision of "West Asia." They are merely the disposable human friction standing in the way of trade corridors and global hegemony. Nobody in Washington or Tel Aviv will ask if they wish to be balkanized, displaced, or sacrificed. When the dust settles, the international community will simply christen the survival of the lucky few as "progress."
Yet, for all their power, the architects of this revolution are committing the oldest geopolitical sin: Hubris.
They believe they can manage the controlled demolition of an entire civilization-state system. They believe they can dictate where the shrapnel falls. But Middle East is not a disposable chess square. It is a landscape of deep scars, deep faith, and a violent tradition of burying the very architects who thought they could tame it.
You can shatter the architecture. You can redraw the borders. You can even try to build your corridors over the bones of the periphery. But ethnoreligious balkanization does not breed peace. It breeds brittle, dependent statelets primed for perpetual, low-intensity war—a paradise for Western arms dealers (US broke an almost 30 billion dollars deal for weapons with the Saudis alone), where local populations are permanently reduced to ammunition.
The history of empires has proven a replicating, merciless law: when imperial elites fall hopelessly in love with their own blindness—that ancient, intoxicating "Ate"—and march forward under the absurd illusion that the cliff itself will step back to accommodate them, "Nemesis" is already waiting for them in the shadows. When that hour arrives, "Tisis"—the violent, catastrophic fall—is no longer a mere possibility. It is the deafening, unavoidable roar of an entire system collapsing under the crushing weight of its own "Hubris"...
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