Birthright Israel’s tri-state program includes students observing live UN sessions. One such included 23 orderly respectful students obtaining passes to Thursday’s vote on the member state of the Palestinians.

The Division for Palestinian Rights falsely claimed “the students’ passes were obtained inappropriately” and they “would prove disruptive.” Less than 24 hours before the session UN officials revoked these passes. Reason? “The room was at capacity and they could not be accommodated.”

The room, however, accommodated 100 passes for pro-Palestinian supporters.

The United Nations. World headquarters dedicated to international peace. Located in New York City in the United States of America. Might as well be nailing a sign on its door: “No Jews allowed.”

ANNE Hathaway’s a big fan of Eve Ensler, who followed “The Vagina Monologues” with “Emotional Creature”. . . Jon Voight reconciled with daughter Angelina Jolie. Grampa’s children-sitting . . . Chaz Bono saying he now feels 100 percent male . . . Salma Hayek, married to one of the richest French monsieurs alive, says she’s “independent” but, “Nice there’s someone to help if I need it.” Help? Pinault’s so rich he could buy all Europe.

DOLPH Lundgren’s in the just-opened movie “Universal Soldier: Day of Reckoning.”

“It’s hard-core action,” he says. “Violent. Bloody. Very extreme. Hard to figure out. You must really watch carefully to decipher it. You’re not sure you’re watching reality or not. It deals with cloning. Reprogramming dead soldiers who are expendable and cryogenically revamped. Freezing a body, then 50 years from now, after they die, they’re brought back.”

In other words, “The Sound of Music” it’s not. Since I didn’t understand what-the-hell he’s talking about, I switched to how the action’s filmed.

“Fight scenes are tough. A fight coordinator designs the moves, records it with a stunt guy, which takes 12 days to shoot. We watch that tape, then rehearse the moves. First slow, then faster and faster — not so fast you get hurt or pull a muscle.

“I started in martial arts so I know all this but, still, even I got hurt. In the ’80s with Stallone I got hit a few times. Dangerous is dealing with machinery like cars or boats. Then you can get hurt.

“Directors like scenes with lots of blood. Took me weeks to scrub off that red-tinted corn syrup. Thicker blood is a gel. For regular blood, a second latex layer’s glued onto you that includes a fine mechanical or manual tube. It pumps out of that.”

And pistol shots?

“Some is CGI. Pull the trigger. Nothing happens. There’s a flash. An electric gun makes noise with the flash, then a bullet’s generated by pumping out of the computer.

“Technically difficult is a fight scene with a stunt guy. In a wide shot, we can do it ourselves. Otherwise it’s just arms and legs.”

So, when all this blood and fighting and punching was filmed, what did Dolph Lundgren finally do?

“Got an Ice Bag and a cold shot of tequila.”

MORE books getting written about Fox News’ Roger Ailes than Moses. In February, there’s Zev Chafets’ about his career. Springtime it’s another by some other. Next year he’ll even the score. Watch Fox’s leader outfox them with an autobio starting from his first infant cry. Forget “mama” — try “ratings”!

CHELSEA’s scratching for a career path. Betting is it’s public office — a path certain of her kinfolk, whose names shall be nameless, have taken . . . Jets quarterback Mark Sanchez dished hot food and distributed City Harvest pantry bags in the Rockaways . . . Britney Spears’ dressing-room rider demands a private phone and $5,000 fine if the number’s published.

FIORELLO, the super Italian-style ristorante across from Lincoln Center, needs nothing additional. Always crowded. But today a new tasty’s on its lunch and post-8 p.m. menu. Jewish prosciutto. Says owner Shelly Fireman: “It’s cured seven days, smoked four hours, steamed four hours and hand-carved.” Plus there’s pastrami pizza (no tomato sauce) and hot pastrami on focaccia.

What’s next? Delis doing kosher parmegiani?

BIOLOGY exam question: “Name the advantage of mother’s milk.” One answer: “Comes in two attractive containers high enough off the ground the cat can’t get it.”

The kid got an A.

SO this nutcase smokes a weed. His Chihuahua, alongside, suddenly falls over. He rushes the puppy to the vet. Eyes, ears, nose, mouth, heart, behind, lungs and assorted available parts are examined. Nothing’s wrong, yet the dog’s inert. Flat-out. While diagnosed with some hidden unknown neurological problem, groggy Taco lifts his lids, happily barks, and wags his tail. Fresh off a drug-induced stupor, zonked Taco — like Rip Van Winkle — awakens from a long sleep.

Only in New York, kids, only in New York.