It's been one year since this viral moment of TV gold, which has spawned WhatsApp stickers, GIFs, t-shirts, cookies, requests for selfies "with the eyebrows", and TV stripes calling me the "Eyebrows of the Nation." I have mixed feelings.  On the one hand, it feels very silly. It was a split-second decision to pull a comical face to express our collective frustration with a problematic question. And I don't want to become a gimmick. But on the other hand, it hit a nerve with everyone, because it symbolized our feeling that sometimes it doesn't matter what we do, people will always spin things against us. If being blackmailed to get toddlers out of terrorist captivity means we're the bad guys, there's nothing we can do right. And this moment catapulted my social media accounts and international and national media presence, giving me a much bigger platform to advocate for Israel and the Jewish People as we come under attack on eight fronts.  I can't believe it's only been a year. It feels like ten years. I feel I've aged ten years over this war. But giggles aside, what matters is that one year on, 101 hostages who weren't released in the original deal are still trapped in the Gaza Terror Dungeons, and for however many are still clinging onto life, it must feel like an eternity in hell. We will never forgive ourselves as a society if we don't get them out of hell—alive. We need massive international pressure on Hamas and its backers—Turkey, Qatar, and Iran—to LET THEM GO NOW, and our government must absolutely prioritize how to BRING THEM HOME NOW.  The eyebrows were funny. Being at imminent risk of death in Hamas captivity is not.
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