The Third Israel-Arab War: How not to wage war




Once upon a time in the 1960s, the Middle East was like a neighborhood where everyone was super suspicious of each other — like that one block where the mailman always feels like he’s walking through a reality TV show.

So, you had Israel — let’s call them Team Maccabee — living there, and a bunch of neighbors: Egypt, Jordan, Syria — basically the “Arab Squad”. Now, Team Maccabee and Arab Squad were not exactly besties. They were more like frenemies who had a lot of history and zero trust.

One day, Egypt’s boss, President Nasser, decided to flex a bit. He told Team Maccabee, “Hey, we’re closing the Straits of Tiran! No boats for you!” Imagine someone blocking your driveway and saying, “No pizza delivery for you, ever.” Not cool.



Israel was like, “Excuse me? That’s a big problem.” Tensions got higher than your cousin’s crazy holiday party drama.

Then came June 5, 1967 — the day Team Maccabee said, “Okay, enough games.” Like a ninja striking in the night, Israel launched a surprise air attack on Egypt’s air force. Picture a quiet morning that suddenly turns into a fireworks show — but, you know, with jets.

Boom! Egypt’s planes were mostly grounded. Egypt’s army was like, “Wait, what just happened to our Air Force?!”

Meanwhile, Jordan and Syria, seeing Egypt getting hit, were ready to jump in, thinking, “We gotta back our friend, right?” So they started moving their troops.

But Israel wasn’t just sitting there. They rolled out their ground troops faster than someone raiding the last slice of cake at a party. In just six days (yes, only six!), Team Maccabee took:

  • Sinai Peninsula from Egypt (like grabbing the neighbor’s backyard)

  • West Bank and East Jerusalem from Jordan (more yard grabbing)

  • Golan Heights from Syria (yep, even more!)

By Day 6, everyone was kinda stunned. The Arab Squad was like, “Uh… did we just lose all that land that fast?” And Israel was high-fiving themselves, saying, “Six days? That’s our new record!”

The UN then came in, like the nosy neighbor trying to settle things with a 242-point checklist of rules. But the drama? Oh, it was far from over.

And that, my friend, is the tale of the Six-Day War — a whirlwind conflict that made the Middle East a very different neighborhood, with a lot more complicated property lines.

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