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Pelosi didn’t see it coming. One moment she was trading polite lines with Paul Krugman, the next she was being branded a “war criminal” and a “sad old drunk” in front of a stunned CUNY crowd. The room shifted. Security hesitated. And the hecklers kept hammering Iraq, Afghanistan, Nord Stream, corruption, lies—unti…

What was supposed to be a controlled, intellectual evening with Paul Krugman quickly turned raw and unpredictable as Nancy Pelosi faced a torrent of pent‑up rage. Four separate interruptions shattered the decorum, each heckler louder and more specific than the last, dragging old wounds back into the spotlight: Iraq, Afghanistan, the human cost of war, and the still‑murky Nord Stream explosion.

Pelosi tried to keep her composure, but the accusations cut at the core of her legacy—power, responsibility, and the price of decisions made decades ago. The crowd’s uneasy murmurs revealed a deeper fracture: a political class that wants to move on, and a public that refuses to forget. In that tense auditorium, the scripted talking points collapsed, and the unresolved anger over war and truth briefly took center stage.

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