Yvonne Ridley: The Apologist for Terror Who Dares to Preach Morality

There are moments when language itself feels insufficient—when words are too feeble, too timid to convey the scale of depravity being excused before our very eyes. The massacre of October 7 was one such moment. It was not a battle, not an act of war. It was the unfathomable unleashed: a pogrom, a butchery, a systematic act of genocide conducted with medieval savagery and modern precision.

And yet, before the bodies were buried, before the hostages even saw daylight again, the propaganda machine began to turn. The voices of cowards, frauds, and willing accomplices took to the airwaves, not to condemn, not to grieve, but to rationalize. To twist, to invert, to blame the murdered for their own deaths, the raped for their own suffering, the kidnapped for their own captivity.

During an interview on TalkTV, Yvonne Ridley stood at the forefront of this intellectual and moral perversion, a woman who has built a career on defending Islamists, glorifying jihad, and portraying terrorists as misunderstood revolutionaries. But this time, she has gone beyond her usual indulgence in the theatrics of victimhood—she has now crossed into the realm of outright Hamas propaganda, unashamedly parroting the talking points of a group proscribed as a terrorist organisation in the UK.

On live television, Ridley, with the casual arrogance of a propagandist who has long abandoned the truth, attempted to reframe Hamas not as murderers, but as benevolent captors, generous hosts who, despite everything, showed ‘acts of kindness’ to their hostages.

She does not speak of the burned infants, nor of the gang-raped women, nor of the fathers executed in front of their children. She does not mention the bodies found bound and tortured, nor the children taken from their homes and paraded like war trophies. No, she speaks instead of the ‘goody bags’ handed to released hostages. She speaks of the certificates Hamas provided to kidnapped civilians, as though a commemorative plaque absolves the crimes that preceded it.

What is the logic of this depravity? That because Hamas handed out goody bags and certificates, the world should overlook the atrocities committed? That the hostages should have been grateful that their captors, after starving, terrorizing, and brutalizing them, deigned to give them a farewell gift?

This is not just moral blindness—it is moral complicity.

Ridley has not simply excused terror; she has glorified it, sanitized it, reframed it as something noble and even compassionate. She dares to suggest that Israel’s refusal to continue the ceasefire was the betrayal, not Hamas’ refusal to release all the hostages in the first place.

This is the fundamental rule of terror apologism: always invert the blame. Never acknowledge Jewish suffering, never see Jewish humanity, never allow for Jewish grief to exist unchallenged.

To accept Jewish humanity would be to accept that October 7 was indefensible. It would mean acknowledging that the slaughter of civilians, the mutilation of women, the burning of babies alive was not an unfortunate consequence of war but the very essence of Hamas’ ideology. That the pogrom was not a reaction to Israeli policy, nor an outburst of desperation, but the execution of a genocidal doctrine that views the murder of Jews as an end in itself.

And so, Ridley does what all terror apologists do: she shifts the focus, reframes the debate, and presents Hamas not as sadistic mass murderers, but as men of honor, men with grievances, men with kindness. She speaks not of the horror of their victims, but of their supposed generosity—because to speak of Jewish pain would be to fracture the entire ideological foundation upon which modern anti-Zionism stands.

This is the great and enduring hypocrisy of those who drape themselves in the Palestinian cause while serving as mouthpieces for Islamist death cults. They do not stand for ‘humanity,’ as they claim. They do not speak for justice. They do not even speak for Palestinian lives—only for the right to hate Israel without consequence.

Where were Ridley’s tears when Hamas used Gaza’s children as human shields? Where was her outrage when Hamas fired rockets from UN-run schools? When Hamas hoarded humanitarian aid meant for starving Palestinians? She remained silent—because condemning Hamas would mean admitting that the suffering of Palestinians is not caused by Israel, but by their own oppressors.

The pro-Hamas crowd would have you believe that this is all about resistance, about struggle, about liberation.

But what kind of ‘liberation’ burns babies alive in their cots?
What kind of ‘struggle’ gang-rapes women next to the corpses of their friends?
What kind of ‘resistance’ kidnaps grandmothers and parades them through the streets to be spat on by the mob?

No, this is not resistance. This is a death cult, soaked in blood and fueled by a genocidal vision that Ridley and her ilk refuse to name for what it is.

But here is the ultimate truth: those who defend the dehumanization of Jews do not truly care about humanity at all.

Because once you deny one people their humanity, you have denied it to all. Once you justify the slaughter of civilians in the name of some greater cause, you have destroyed the very foundations of morality itself.

Ridley’s words do not exist in a vacuum. This is not an abstract debate about rhetoric and politics. Her words have consequences.

To glorify Hamas in Britain today, to sanitize the crimes of a proscribed terrorist group, is to lend legitimacy to its supporters in the UK, to fan the flames of radicalization, to embolden those who have already taken their Jew-hatred from the streets into acts of violence.

And let us be clear: Hamas is a proscribed terrorist organization in the UK. There is no ambiguity, no grey area. To praise it, to glorify it, to whitewash its crimes is to support terror itself.

The survivors of October 7 will never have the privilege of speaking on television, because Hamas silenced them forever. But their stories, their agony, must never be erased—not by the Yvonne Ridleys of the world, not by the media that enables them, not by the activists who chant their murderers’ names in the streets of London and Paris.

We are witnessing a moral collapse, the casual rewriting of history in real-time. But we do not have the luxury of amnesia.

And so, to those who defend terror, to those who excuse genocide, to those who dare to whitewash the horrors of October 7—know this:

We will not forget.
We will not forgive.
And we will never, ever allow you to win.