WATCH: Comedian Bill Burr mocks Israel - Israel activists rip into him

Once a comedian with a razor-sharp edge, Bill Burr has plummeted into irrelevance, grasping at the low-hanging fruit of Middle East politics to resuscitate his dying career. His latest gem? A snide jab at Israel, delivered with all the nuance of a sledgehammer: “If I got in a fight with my neighbor and he was holding a baby, I wouldn’t punch him through the baby.”

Burr seems to think this simplistic quip captures the Israel-Hamas conflict—a war where Hamas, a terrorist group, embeds itself among civilians, using babies as shields while launching rockets at Israeli families.

Eyal Yakoby, a voice of reason on X, nailed it: “Why would your neighbor be holding a baby to his chest if you’re in a fight?” Exactly. Unless, of course, that neighbor raped your sister, murdered your parents, and kidnapped your kids—details Burr conveniently omits, as Aaron Abadi pointed out with scathing clarity. But why let reality ruin a good punchline, right, Bill?

This isn’t Burr’s first stumble into the cesspool of geopolitics, but it might be his dumbest. Stacey E. Burke hit the mark on X: “Wow, @billburr thinks the largest massacre of the Jews since the Holocaust is just hilarious. Good to know.” Yes, Bill, the October 7th atrocities—1,200 dead, 250 taken hostage, families butchered—must be a real knee-slapper for a washed-up comic desperate for relevance. Maybe he’ll work it into his next Netflix special: Old Dads and Older Delusions.

Burr’s decline isn’t news to anyone paying attention. Yakoby again: “I find it hilarious how failed comedians turn to geopolitics as though they have even the slightest knowledge of what’s happening.” He’s right—Burr’s meltdown is a textbook case of a has-been clutching at controversy because the laughs dried up long ago. His detractors see through the charade. Sanity In NY reframed his analogy with brutal precision: “What if your neighbor took your baby, hid it in your ‘house,’ and you know they’re starving and torturing it? Oh… and they killed your other three children after raping your wife and sister.” Howard Kirshenbaum piled on: “And if your neighbor gang-raped your daughter until she begged for death, kidnapped and murdered your infant… what would you do then, Chuckles?”

Burr’s too busy pandering to the lowest-IQ crowd, as Kirshenbaum noted, seizing the “low road” while sharper minds like Bill Maher finally see the light. Le Bishop offered the real analogy Burr’s too dim to grasp: “Your neighbor attacks you while holding the baby, and when you punch back, trying not to hit the baby, moves and holds the baby out to take the blow. That’s Hamas.” But Burr doesn’t deal in truth—he deals in cheap shots, the kind that get claps from the uninformed and retweets from the naive.

This is what happens when a comedian’s shtick runs out of steam. Burr's Israel jab isn’t edgy—it’s embarrassing, a desperate bid to stay in the spotlight by a man who’s lost the plot.

The stage is empty, the mic’s cold—time to shuffle off, Chuckles. The world’s got bigger problems than your midlife crisis.