News - Middle East: No, not from his hotel room in Manhattan. No, not from an office in the United Nations Headquarters in New York.

Right from the podium of the United Nations General Assembly on Friday morning, Israeli ‘crime minister’ Benjamin Netanyahu issued orders to assassinate Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah, leader of the Hezbollah resistance movement in Lebanon.

Shortly after leaving the podium following his Churchill-like speech, the megalomaniac Tel Aviv regime premier ordered the carpet bombing of the southern suburb of Beirut, known as Dahiyeh.

Residential buildings and civilian infrastructure in the neighborhood were razed to the ground within seconds as Netanyahu walked away from the UN podium.

He addressed a bunch of UN delegates who have been cheering the Israeli genocide in Gaza for one year while others with conscience walked out of the hall, snubbing the war criminal.

Hours after the deadliest strikes on Beirut since 2006, an image emerged of Netanyahu speaking on the phone with two military officials standing behind him in what appeared to be from New York but is unknown whether it was taken at his hotel room or the UN headquarters.

It is irrelevant to know where the image was taken. What’s important is the platform was given and so was the green light to execute the order for his forces to assassinate the leader of the Lebanese resistance who had become a nightmare for Netanyahu and his fellow war criminals.

Where is the United Nations, you ask? Where is the International Criminal Court? Where is the International Court of Justice? Look at Palestine for the past 76 years: if you can explain the occupation, then you can explain the existence of international law - and how it has repeatedly failed, and top dollars paid for it to be so.

For the past week, since the start of the 79th session of the UNGA on September 24, all we have heard from world leaders are calls to stop the suffering in Gaza and the aggression on Lebanon.

Their calls seem to have been oblivious to the cries of the children in Gaza found charred, in pieces and buried by their grieving parents, and the cries of the women in Lebanon wrapping their husbands, sons and brothers in the white shroud of martyrdom.