Below is an excerpt from another recent story to illustrate what life is like for Palestinians living under Israeli occupation. It appears in Samidoun: Palestinian Prisoner Solidarity Network.
“Susan Abu Ghannam, 39, (see above) the mother of Mohammed Abu Ghannam, 22, who was killed by Israeli occupation forces in July 2017 as he protested against the imposition of electronic gates at Al-Aqsa Mosque in Jerusalem, was sentenced by an Israeli court to 11 months in prison on 17 December. Abu Ghannam was seized by occupation forces in early August 2018, only weeks after the one-year anniversary of the killing of her son. She was accused of “incitement” for posting about Palestine, politics and the killing of her child on Facebook, as prosecutors listed 40 of her social media posts.
It should be noted that Israeli occupation forces attempted to steal her son’s body after killing him in an attempt to hold it hostage. The imprisonment of the bodies of slain Palestinians is used as a tactic to attempt to suppress Palestinian resistance and popular protest.”
You may have noticed that my posting frequency has diminished significantly over the past month or so. The reason is that Terry and I have been traveling.
First, we spent most of the month of November in the West Bank of Palestine and Israel. I was continuing my research by contacting and interviewing the staff of 4 different human rights organizations in both Israel and the Occupied Territory.
I was humbled and encouraged to meet numerous men and women, both Palestinians and Israeli Jews, who are working for justice, peace and equality for Palestinians living in Israel and in the Palestinian Territories.
We also had a wonderful visit with our extended, adopted family in the Aida refugee camp. The bonds of love and friendship grow deeper with each new visit, and we are beginning to feel as though we are coming to know the city of Bethlehem beyond the typical tourist understanding.
Second, I have just returned from a conference in Philadelphia sponsored by the Quaker agency, the American Friends Service Committee (the AFSC). Learn
The conference was called “What Does Justice Look Like? Moving towards a just peace in Palestine and Israel.” You can read a bit about the conference and the speakers here.
It was a gathering of Christians, Muslims, Jews and others with a shared concern to break the chains of Israeli apartheid.
A majority of the conference speakers were Palestinian activists, mainly from Gaza. It was an excellent opportunity to network with others who share a passion for this cause and to devise numerous action plans for continuing the work of pursuing justice for the Palestinian people.
I intend to return to a more frequent rate of posting now that I am back in NW Montana.
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have to say.
I understand that there is no particular reason why anyone should give two hoots about what I have to say about anything.
Nevertheless, I pray that some of my writing will help to move you closer to Jesus Christ, which in itself is always a step nearer to God’s renewed humanity, a true humanity that yearns to see justice done for the oppressed, freedom for the captives, and a place at the table for those left behind.
Terry and I were visiting Ramallah, the provisional capital of the West Bank in Palestine, only a few weeks ago. We drove with friends from the Aida refugee camp near Bethlehem.
Along the entire route my friend pointed out the many, ever expanding Jewish settlements that spring up and grow like pestilent weeds in the Palestinian territories, taking more and more of EVERYTHING for themselves while leaving the native Palestinians with less and less.
Less water to drink. Less land to live on. Less air to breath. Less money to spend – on necessities. Less freedom. Less respect.
Israel’s goal is to strangle the life out of every Palestinian remaining in Palestine, until the Zionists finally have it ALL to themselves.
You may have heard about the attacker who killed one Israeli soldier and shot a pregnant woman, leading to the death of her baby. A number of others were injured. It was a horrible act of violence, deserving strong condemnation.
But there is more to the story that you may not have heard about. This lamentable attack was carried out in response to the earlier killing of 3 Palestinians by Israeli soldiers. Very few news outlets have reported that piece of the story. But that is par for the course when it comes to the news about Israel/Palestine. (When you listen to the link above, be sure to notice the blatant assertion of racial privilege expressed by the female settler in the red head scarf.)
And of course, precious few reporters ever remind their viewers about the larger context of the violence that Palestinians must endure EVERY DAY OF THEIR LIVES. For the state of Israel has imposed an extremely violent, racist, inhumane military occupation upon the entire population of Gaza and the West Bank.
But, hey…it seems that the Palestinians don’t have enough sense to simply lay down and die quietly, as the Israeli government would like. Believe it or not, they actually resist and occasionally fight back, in an extremely modest sort of way. Imagine that!
With an Israeli boot pressed against their throat, strangling the life out of them, the uppity, ungrateful (and, of course, as we all know, “inherently violent”) Palestinian people have the unmitigated chutzpa to resist their occupiers! Imagine that. The gall of those people.
And the average Israeli says, “Why don’t you all just DIE already! Or leave.” (I am not exaggerating. That’s the attitude. Remember the words of the woman settler in the video above.)
So, Israel sends in more soldiers to kill more Palestinian civilians, to wreak more havoc, to tear apart more families. To blow up more homes in repeated acts of collective punishment (which also violate international law, by the way).
Why? Because the Palestinians rudely insist, “We will not lay down and die for you so easily, Israel.”
Today, I would not be allowed into Ramallah. The beautiful, hospitable al-Azzeh family would no longer be free to share their home with my wife and I. We wouldn’t be able to eat maqluba together while talking, laughing, drinking strong Arabic coffee and sharing our lives with each other.
As I write this post, Israeli soldiers, and rabid, illegal settlers from nearby outposts, continue on the rampage throughout the city. No one is safe. No Palestinians have any rights or protections. Soldiers and settlers may attack anyone they see, kick down any door they choose, shoot at any car or whatever window that happens to tickle their fancy.
Yet, the anchors for U.S. news will continue to repeat the propagandistic lies written for them by the Israeli embassy describing how Palestinian “terrorists” have been attacking innocent Israelis.
Folks, in Israel today: up is down, black is white, right is wrong and wrong is right.
That, my friends, is the Israel-Palestine “conflict” in a nutshell.
The B’tselem website has posted a video (with a transcript) of Hagai El-Ad’s recent speech to the United Nations’ Security C0uncil. You may recall from an earlier post that Mr. El-Ad is the current president of B’Tselem: The Israeli Information Center for Human Rights in the Occupied Territories.
This speech offers a clearer description of the systematic racism embedded at the heart of Israeli society than anything you will ever hear or read from a typical American news source.
Mr. El-Ad should know. He is an Israeli, an Israeli with a conscience who understands that all people, including Palestinians, are created in the Image of God.
Thus, Mr. El-Ad has the courage to call out the racism and the apartheid system that make Israel what it is today — one of the most extensive abusers of human rights in the world.
The paragraph below is an excerpt from El-Ad’s speech. I encourage you to check out the entire speech when you can.
“Consider these historical analogies: Voter suppression was a cornerstone of the American South under Jim Crow laws, but we [Israel] have gone and done one better, delivering no less than voter obliteration. As the occupied Palestinians remain non-citizens, not only can they not vote, but they have absolutely no representation in the Israeli institutions that govern their lives. Or take a look at the discriminatory planning mechanisms and the separate legal systems in the occupied territories. They are reminiscent of South Africa’s grand apartheid. Granted, neither analogy is a perfect fit, but history does not offer precision: rather it offers a moral compass. And that compass points towards rejecting Israel’s oppression of Palestinians with the same unwavering conviction with which humanity’s conscience rejected these other grand injustices.”
B’Tselem is the Hebrew work for “in the Image.” It appears twice in Genesis 1:27, “So God created humanity in his own image, in the image of God he created humanity.”
B’Tselem is also the name of an important Israel-based human rights organization (its full name is The Israeli Information Center for Human Rights in the Occupied Territory) that gives special attention to the inhuman treatment of Palestinians in the Occupied Territories (i.e. the West Bank and Gaza).
B’Tselem is staffed by Israeli men and women of conscience who understand that all people are created as the Image of God. Building upon this Biblical foundation, they also understand the dehumanization and systematic abuse inflicted upon the Palestinian people by Israel’s illegal military occupation.
“B’Tselem – The Israeli Information Center for Human Rights in the Occupied Territories strives to end Israel’s occupation, recognizing that this is the only way to achieve a future that ensures human rights, democracy, liberty and equality to all people, Palestinian and Israeli alike…”
B’Tselem finds creative ways to inform the world about Israel’s egregious, daily crimes against humanity. If you want to know the truth about Israel/ Palestinian relations, forget about Christian news outlets. Turn off the corporate news media. They only repeat the acceptable lies, misrepresentations and puerile mutterings of Israel’s Zionist propaganda.
Instead, as a first step towards learning the truth, read the regular updates available from B’Tselem. Subscribe to their newsletter. Order a few of their many publications. Watch the numerous videos on their Youtube channel.
Discover the truth for yourself.
Hagai el-Ad is the current head of B’Tselem. He recently spoke to the
United Nations about Israel’s oppression of the Palestinian people and was instantly condemned by Benjamin Netanyahu, Israel’s prime minister.
You can watch Amy Goodman’s two-part interview with Mr. el-Ad here and here.
Mr. al-Ad and his coworkers are a shining ray of light, truth and humanity in an otherwise very dark, oppressive land known as Israel.
Today I received a fundraising email from the International Christian Embassy in Jerusalem. The ICEJ is a American based, Christian Zionist organization that spreads Israeli government talking points, whatever they may be.
Here are the letter’s first two paragraphs:
“In the last 3 months, more missiles have been fired at Israel than in the last 3 years combined. About 600% more! Night after night, families have been awakened by the piercing sound of warning sirens, knowing they have only seconds to scramble for cover, fearing their home will be the next one destroyed…
“Terror kites and incendiary balloons have filled the skies over southern Israel for months, burning over 8,500 acres of crops, trees, and nature reserves and filling homes and communities with choking smoke.”
Let’s put this letter into perspective.
Israel has unilaterally confined nearly 2 million Palestinians within a 141 square miles (approximately 25 miles long, averaging 6 miles wide) area called Gaza. The people of Gaza are fenced in, trapped, and they are not allowed to leave. Even those suffering from serious medical conditions are commonly prevented from traveling by ambulance to the nearest Israeli hospitals. All the Gazan hospitals have been bombed.
The Gaza fence is not Israel’s southern border, as Zionist propaganda claims. It is a tightly controlled prison fence, guarded by the Israeli military.
Until 2010 it was official Israeli policy to control food imports into Gaza in order to maintain the entire population at the borderline of malnutrition. The Israeli government calculated that each Palestinian needed only 2,279 calories/day. Available food stuffs were restricted accordingly.
Fishing is/was a major industry for the Gazan economy. Since Israel imposed its blockage against the Gazan people in 2007, fishing areas are severely restricted by the Israeli navy. Israel arbitrarily limits Palestinians fishermen to a 6 mile fishing zone. But even within that narrow limit Israeli naval vessels regularly attack fishermen and destroy their boats.
Israel arbitrarily declared a 300 meter wide “no man’s zone” extending from the fence encircling Gaza. It is now a free-fire zone, where anyone — man woman or child — can be shot and killed. Besides shrinking the size of Gaza dramatically, all of this land is private property, much of it farmland now made inaccessible by Israeli fiat.
Beginning this past March, thousands of Palestinians began making weekly marches at the Gaza fence, protesting their imprisonment. Israeli soldiers use live ammunition to kill, maim and cripple innocent Palestinian civilians every time they march.
Thus far, Israeli soldiers have killed at least 130 people (including journalists, medics and children). They have seriously wounded, crippled and maimed at least 20,000 people. Let that sink in.
But such bloodshed in Gaza is not unusual.
Israel’s last concerted attack on Gaza in 2014, called Operation Protective Edge, inflicted massive civilian casualties. According to the United Nations Office on Humanitarian Affairs Israeli bombers, missiles and planes killed — do I need to remind my reader that the Palestinians have none of these weapons? — more than 2,250 people. At least, 1,462 of them were civilians, 551 children, and 299 women.
11,231 Gazans were injured, including 3,436 children and 3,540 women. Over 1,500 children were orphaned. 18,000 housing units were demolished.
From July through August, the Israeli military carried out more than 6,000 airstrikes on Gaza, many of them hitting residential buildings. The army reported using 5,000 tons of munitions, including 14,500 tank shells and 35,000 artillery shells. These figures do not include precision-guided missiles or aerial bombing.
So, it is not surprising that the people trapped in Gaza, who are regularly used for target practice and shot like fish in a barrel, protest their captivity. Wouldn’t you?
Some of them build home-made rockets and fire them into southern Israel. These are not “guided” missiles. They are generally very short range, and Israel boasts that the majority of these missiles are intercepted by their “Iron Dome” anti-missile system.
But, of course, they can still be deadly. Between 2001 and 2014, 44 Israelis (30 civilians and 14 soldiers) were killed by rockets and mortars fired from Gaza. I don’t know the cumulative figures since then.
Every Christian must condemn violence, whatever form it takes. We grieve for every Israeli, especially unarmed civilians, killed or injured by Gazan rockets. God’s people are called to be instruments of peace in this violent world.
Yet, who grieves for the Palestinians?
Apparently, not the ICEJ. Nor the millions of other Christian Zionists in the west who never give a second thought — in fact, they never give a third, fourth or fifth thought — to Palestinian suffering. We are morally incurious, never bothering to learn about the inconvenient millions who happen to stand in the way of Israel’s plan for a purified ethnic state forever populated by a Jewish majority.
How blind God’s supposed people can be.
It is a profound spiritual blindness that reveals the truth about the hearts of American evangelicals. Our hearts are hard. Hard as granite.
We raise our hands in church and shed tears of joy for ourselves whenever the Lord seems to answer our self-centered prayers for excess. A bigger house. A better job. A pretty spouse. A longer vacation. You name it.
And all the while we are applauding and helping to finance one of the more horrendous crimes against humanity in the modern world.
The typical evangelical would rather go to Israel as a tourist, walk where Jesus walked, get weak in the knees over a visit to the Western (Wailing) Wall, and never give a thought to the weekly slaughter of innocent human lives occurring only a few miles south of Jerusalem.
Neither do the majority of tourists ever think to worship with their Palestinian brothers and sisters in Christ who weep and suffer every day beneath the massive boots of Zionist thugs.
We are those thugs.
The boots are ours.
Palestinian blood stains the American church indelibly. The Lord Jesus will not forget our guilt. He will judge us all when The Day finally arrives, saying:
“Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels.For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink,I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.” (Matthew 25:41-43)
Terry and I stepped off the bus and walked to the small gathering area beneath a few shade trees. It was still morning but you could already feel that it was going to be another hot day.
We sat on one of the village’s shaded benches and waited for others to arrive. It did not take long. Soon we were joined by a handful of international supporters who came, like us, to link arms with the residents of Nabi Saleh, a small Palestinian village in the central-western portion of the West Bank. (A great deal has been written about Nabi Saleh, much of it malicious and false. For some introduction, check out here, here and here).
Every Friday morning a small group of villagers, together with whoever else wants to come along, attempt to walk down the narrow, one-lane road
offering the only access to their homes. It is also the only paved access to the nearby spring that historically served as the village’s primary water supply.
The spring is owned by the Tamimi family, an extended network of men, women and children who compose a sizeable portion of the village. The spring at the foot of the hill has been in their family for generations.
Not anymore.
A Jewish settlement now “occupies” the Nabi Saleh spring, making it inaccessible to their Palestinian neighbors across the road.
The settlement is called Halamish. It now occupies the neighboring hillside, easily overshadowing the village of Nabi Saleh only a stone’s throw away.
According to international law, settlements like Halamish should not exist. They are prohibited by the international convention on apartheid. But people who build such illegal, fortified settlements and then live in them
while stealing the neighbors’ only water supply obviously do not care about such niceties as international law or anti-apartheid conventions.
Israeli-Jewish settlers often don’t even care about Israeli law, since the Israeli supreme court has, on rare occasions, also ruled against these West Bank settlements. In fact, Jewish settlers in the West Bank are notorious for committing the most egregious, violent acts against Palestinians with total impunity.
On this particular Friday morning, our march began with 30 to 40 people, mostly villagers, including many children and young people. Our only armaments were flags and banners, though a few teenage boys eventually pulled out their sling-shots and began throwing rocks after the Israeli soldiers arrived and began pelting us with tear gas.
This march has happened every Friday for years. The goal is very simple. The villagers want to walk down to their spring, affirming their right of access. The village leaders want to talk with the people of Halamish and ask them by what right they not only took over their water supply but now exclude Palestinians from using it.
That goal has never been achieved, to my knowledge. What happened to us happens every week. In fact, we got off easy. We hadn’t walked more than
20 yards before several military vehicles appeared from nowhere, sped onto the village road and blocked the intersection about 75 yards away. Dozens of soldiers armed with automatic rifles and tear gas launchers jumped from armored personnel carriers and fanned out in a long line. Troops not only blocked the road but watched us from the nearby hills ensuring that we all were targets wherever we went.
Soon the tear gas canisters began to fall among the unarmed, peaceful
demonstrators who only wanted to walk to a spring. In Israel it is a crime for Palestinian villagers to visit and take a drink from their only source of drinking water, a spring that refreshed their parents, grandparents and great grandparents as far back as anyone can remember.
For Zionist Israel, Palestinians pose a threat by their mere existence. Israeli’s commonly refer to them as the “demographic” or the “existential” threat to Israel. For political Zionists, Israel can only exist as a purely Jewish state. Thus, all Palestinians must go, one way or another. Allowing them to drink from a traditional pool of water is, apparently, a slippery slope to another Holocaust. Or so it would seem.
The march came to a halt. I suspect that we got just about as far as it has ever gotten. We were barely out of the village. Yet, we had been quarantined as if we were a dangerous band of Typhoid Marys threatening to unleash an unstoppable epidemic among the Jewish population beyond.
I decided to walk forward in order to talk to the soldiers. Behind me teenage boys began to swing their slingshots at the soldiers in the same way that David felled Goliath. The villagers knew how to protect themselves against the gas. Most of the younger children returned to their homes. There were no guns or weapons of any kind, except those carried by the Israelis.
When I was close enough I shouted out to the soldiers, “Why? Why are you doing this? They only want to walk to their spring!”
After first shouting at me to go back, they all decide to ignore me. No one so much as turned his head to look when I yelled. I suspected that these soldiers had plenty of experience in ignoring western visitors coming to protest the grotesque inhumanity they show towards their fellow human beings. It was my own up close and personal experience of the stone-cold poker face Israel has cultivated over the years as it consistently ignores the numerous protests, boycotts and complaints lodged against it by members of the international community still possessing a conscience.
I am certain that had I not been such an obvious western visitor, one of these soldiers would have shot me in the head or chest without a second thought. The families of Nabi Saleh have grieved many times over the dead and wounded loved ones who have been shot on that single-track
road leading to Halamish.
Chest and head shots are the soldiers’ favorites.
It wasn’t long before a few young men had set tires on fire in front of the marchers, masking them from the line of fire. The black smoke obscures the soldiers’ vision so that, hopefully, fewer tear gas canisters hit their target.
Slowly the marchers began to disperse. I turned back to the village. The soldiers eventually climbed into their armored vehicles and drove
away, though the small installation with its sniper tower at the end of the road remained occupied, guns always pointed at the people of Nabi Saleh.
I also knew that the villagers who marched that day would steel themselves against the threat of after-dark raids by these very same soldiers. Who might be arrested or shot or thrown into the back of a truck conveying them to the local military prison for interrogation?
(Below is a film showing a military night-raid in Nabi Saleh. Protesters are arrested and removed from their homes while a skunk wagon sprays skunk water into their homes).
It happens regularly.
While waiting for our bus Terry and I met Bassem Tamimi, one of the village leaders and the father of (now internationally known) Ahed Tamimi, whom I will write about another day. Mr. Tamimi kindly invited us into his home for tea where he talked about his life, his wife and children, his village, and his commitment to continued peaceful resistance against Israel’s military occupation and continued theft of his property.
I wondered how many of the residents of Halamish kept their binoculars near the window sill in order to watch Mr. Tamimi’s weekly efforts to visit his family spring. I suspect that the struggles of Nabi Saleh makes for interesting sport among these settlers.
Do they cheer when the soldiers arrive, screeching to a halt in their massive gray machines?
Did they root for the men shooting at us?
Do they shout when someone is hit and injured, as so many have been in the past?
Does anyone in Halamish ever stop to ask themselves, Why did we take their water away from them? Why can’t we share it with Nabi Saleh, or even give it back to the villagers outright?
Does anyone in Halamish have conscience enough to see their neighboring Palestinians as people no different than themselves?
These are some of the questions I pondered as I sat with Terry on Bassem Tamimi’s couch, waiting for his wife to finish making our tea. We enjoyed a friendly conversation that day with a generous man and his wife whose primary concern in life is ensuring that his children and grandchildren will have a safe, peaceful future to look forward to in the family village.
Why does that make him a criminal in his own land?
Why should asking for a safe, peaceful future in his own home put his family at risk every Friday morning in the Occupied Territory of the West Bank?
Take a moment to watch Ahed Tamimi describe her life in Nabi Saleh, a tiny Palestinian village under Israeli military occupation:
Like most authors, I always appreciate receiving feedback from my readers. I am especially grateful whenever I hear a story about how my work has stirred positive transformation and been encouraging to someone, especially when that someone is trying to follow Jesus faithfully.
Thank you, pastor, for taking the time to be an encouragement to me:
“At the recommendation of [a] long-time friend and former parishioner… I just finished reading….for the second time…your book, “I Pledge Allegiance”. All I can say, David, is THANK YOU!!! You’ve helped me find some renewed sense of balance in what it means to live in this country at this time as a follower of Jesus. Having just recently retired from parish ministry… I’m aware of how often I waffled, especially in my preaching. There are times when I experience guilt and wish I could begin again to deal in a better way with the influences of congregants. And then there are those times when I’m grateful that I made it through without getting kicked out. The events of this past week put me into an even deeper depression. However, your insights and reminders have helped me immensely. Again, thank you!! And, please, keep writing. David”
In response to this man’s last sentence, let me say that I am trying to continue my writing. But I am facing a few obstacles. I mention this because, if you are a praying person, I could use your prayers about my next (possible) writing project.
I want to write a book about both(1) the theological problems of Christian Zionism and (2) the human suffering entangled with American evangelicalism’s blind support for the nation of Israel. The book will be half Biblical theology and half real-life stories.
The theology sections will explain the serious errors of “Christian Zionism” (i.e. those who believe that modern Israel is the fulfillment of Old Testament prophecy in need of the church’s, and America’s, wholehearted support).
The real life stories will describe graphic instances of Palestinian suffering and abuse that I have witnessed first-hand during my visits to the West Bank area (captured by the Israeli army during the 1967 war and kept under military occupation ever since).
My proposal for this book has now passed over a number of publisher’s desks. One publisher said (I am paraphrasing), “Dave, we think this would be a good book, but your previous books haven’t been great sellers for us. We don’t think we’d make much money from this one, either.”
Four other well-known publishing houses have all said something similar, “David, we like and agree with your proposal. We think this would me a good book, but we can’t figure out how we would sell it. Sorry. Good luck.”
Needless to say, I am a bit frustrated and disappointed. So, I would very much appreciate your prayers as I try to figure out where next to send the proposal. I firmly believe this book needs to be written.
Otherwise, perhaps I am at the end of my writing career. I hope not, but who knows.
Today I want to introduce you to the Skunk Wagon. I call it the Skunk Wagon because its one and only job is to shoot a long stream of skunk water through a water cannon, powerful enough to knock people — typically Palestinians — off their feet.
Skunk water is one of several new crowd control devices developed by Israeli arms manufacturers.
“Imagine the worst, most foul thing you have ever smelled. An overpowering mix of rotting meat, old socks that haven’t been washed for weeks – topped off with the pungent waft of an open sewer. . .Imagine being covered in the stuff as it is liberally sprayed from a water cannon. Then imagine not being able to get rid of the stench for at least three days, no matter how often you try to scrub yourself clean.”
Don’t worry. Numerous American police departments have purchased skunk water from Israel so that it can be used on US protesters, too. You may have a chance to smell it for yourself one day.
Below is a picture of a Skunk Wagon lumbering down a narrow alley way in the Palestinian refugee camp where Terry and I periodically live with my friends. As you can see, there are no conveniently located crowds of terrorists immediately in need
of dispersal, but that never stops the Israeli army from taking the initiative in looking for someone in need of a good skunk water bath. The army is nothing if not industrious when it comes to oppressing Palestinians, even when they are living peacefully in their own neighborhoods.
Typically, when Israeli soldiers can’t find anyone to spray on the streets, they begin looking for open doors and windows in order to shoot the skunk water into people’s homes. Apparently, the soldiers assume that the families inside are a sufficient “crowd” in need of military control. I guess you could call it an Israeli strategy for domestic crowd control.
On this particular day, my friend’s elderly mother had her windows open to catch the morning breeze. She is in her late 80s and suffers from Alzheimer’s disease, so she was unaware of the Skunk Wagon’s approach. Even though she was home alone — not malingering in a dangerous crowd of family members — the Israelis decided that she posed an imminent threat and needed to be dispersed.
After all, she is a Palestinian. As far as the political Zionism of modern Israel is concerned, the only good Palestinian is a dead Palestinian, or one who lives somewhere else, far removed from the real estate claimed by Israel’s government.
Even feeble, senile women in their late 80s deserve to be sprayed by the Skunk Wagon simply because of who they are and where they live: they are Palestinians in the Occupied Territories. As far as the Israeli forces are concerned, that is reason enough to beat, batter, control and dehumanize Palestinian residents in any way possible.
This day was no exception.
So, this Palestinian matriarch saw both her bedroom and living room generously bathed in skunk water. And hers was not the only home visited by high-powered, mechanical projectile vomiting.
Imagine all of your rugs, chairs, sofas, bedding, curtains, walls, floors, clothing — everything! — drenched in skunk water. The stench is unbelievable. After several weeks of intensive scrubbing and cleaning by her family members, the home still reeked. I have no idea how long it took for the smell to finally dissipate.
But this was only the beginning of the army’s fun. The soldiers returned several days later, angered that a few boys had dared to throw rocks at them while they shot teargas down the streets and into open windows during another of their frequent invasions. Driving a mobile teargas launcher
with a PA system, Israeli soldiers returned to deliver a message: stop throwing rocks at us or we will slaughter you all, young and old, women and children alike.
Listen to the announcement for yourself in the video above. You can also read a good account of the incident in the online newspaper, Middle East Eyehere. (Several friends have confirmed the accuracy of the translation.)
I know of at least one instance where an asthmatic woman died in her own living room after soldiers fired teargas through her window. Of course, the military never acknowledges any responsibility, much less liability, for the deaths and numerous injuries caused by their reckless behavior in the camp.
My friends would have bust a gut laughing had I suggested that they send a bill to the army base next door charging them for the time and money spent cleaning up the skunk water in their mother’s home.
At least the soldier speaking in this video was honest enough — an arrogant lapse for which he may well have been reprimanded later on — to call his comrades what they really are: THE OCCUPATIONAL ARMY. (A description consistently denied by Israeli/Zionist apologists.) Of course, as an occupying army they can do no wrong while the subjugated Palestinians can do nothing right.
Terrorizing the locals in any way they please is perfectly acceptable. There are no repercussions. But should a few testosterone driven boys decide to express their youthful anger; should they exercise human agency by refusing to lie down and play dead beneath another barrage of teargas
and skunk water; should they resist Zionist oppression by (oh my, heaven forbid!) throwing rocks at the very soldiers who daily treat them as subhuman scum in need of a good skunk water bath before their mass deportation, well then, those rebellious children deserve arrest and imprisonment.
This kind of action serves as Zionist justice in the Occupied Territories.
APR is my own abbreviation for “After Palestinians Respond”. It is the unofficial but permanent demarcation for all of post-1947 history in Israel.
The Gregorian calendar uses BC and AD, making the birth of Christ the dividing line in world history. BC designates history “before Christ.” AD is an abbreviation for the Latin phrase Anno Domini, meaning “in the year of our Lord”.
For instance, Cleopatra ruled Egypt from 51 to 30 BC. Emperor Nero ruled the Roman empire from 37 to 68 AD. The birth of the Nazarene is the permanent line of demarcation between two historical eras.
But modern Israeli society has devised a new way to demarcate their history, especially their military confrontations with Palestinians. Now, the historical clock always begins immediately after the Palestinians respond to Israeli provocation. In this way, Israeli aggression is conveniently erased from the story. All that remains are Palestinian actions against Israel.
Let’s look at a few recent examples:
“Israel Launches Broad Air Assault in Gaza Following Border Violence” – This was a NYT headline on July 20, 2018. The lead paragraph says: “Israeli warplanes launched a large-scale attack across the Gaza Strip on Friday, one of the fiercest in years, after a Palestinian sniper killed an Israeli soldier along the border fence during a day of escalating hostilities.” (emphasis mine)
Not until the middle of this article does the writer get around to mentioning that Israeli soldiers have been killing unarmed Palestinians regularly for the
past 17 weeks! Since the largely peaceful protests in Gaza began on March 30, at least 159 Palestinians have been shot and killed, including women, children and emergency first-aid workers. More than 16,000 have been wounded, many crippled for life as Israel insists on using live ammunition against unarmed people.
Yet, these facts are not considered relevant for the reader’s understanding of Israel’s recent assault.
The NYT would never deign to report this story more honestly by saying
that a Palestinian sniper retaliated against Israeli aggression after 17 weeks of constant Israeli sniper fire, during which time Israeli snipers killed 159 Palestinians and wounded over 16,000 more.
“Rocket Barrage from Gaza Prompts Fierce Retaliation by Israeli War Planes” — The lead sentence declares: “Israeli aircraft struck more than 150 targets in the Gaza Strip in response to a barrage of rockets from the Palestinian territory…” (emphasis mine).
According to the Post’s framing of the story, Palestinians continue to behave as irrational, suicidal actors instigating yet another round of Israeli bombing by their unprovoked aggression against Israel.
The writer mentions that 11 Israelis were injured by flying debris in their
neighborhood. Yet, nowhere does this article print a single word about Israel’s unrelenting assault against the residents of Gaza since March. The 159 dead Palestinians, including old women, children and medics, go unmentioned. Neither is there a word about the 16,000 innocent civilians wounded.
As always in APR time, Israelis remain the only victims in the story. Because that is the point of APR time.
Referring to the rockets sent from Gaza, Naomi Zolberg, 34, a resident of the Israeli city of Sderot (located less than 1 mile from Gaza’s northern border; only 840 meters at the closest point) complained, “We only slept an hour…People were freaking out. It is not normal to live like this, under the will of the other side.”
Perhaps Ms. Zolberg should turn down the volume on her TV. Apparently,
she hasn’t heard the regular, weekly (sometimes daily) rifle-fire targeting the imprisoned people struggling to survive only a short walk from her doorstep. These are her fellow human beings trapped in an open-air prison, shot like fish in a barrel by Israeli snipers enjoying target practice.
Is that a normal way to live, Ms. Zolberg?
Sadly, it is perfectly normal for people like Ms. Zolberg to ignore the human tragedy happening under her nose, just as it is normal for Palestinian families to endure it. Every single Gazan resident would think themselves blessed many times over if only they could switch places with you, Ms. Zolberg, and experience your hard, hard life of freedom living next door to their prison fence.
But we will never see this particular story-line on the evening news because it does not conform to the standard APR rule-book. And the one rule that can never be broken in Israel’s reporting – and this applies to the vast majority of the Western press which robotically repeats Israel’s perspective on all things Palestinian – is that you neverdescribe Israel’s actions before the Palestinian response.
What came before the Palestinians acted? Before the people of Gaza began to march? Before Gazan activists shot their homemade rockets over the prison fence containing 1.8 million people in the Gazan ghetto?
What came before is repeatedly erased from Israel’s memory, even as it is etched indelibly into Palestinian consciousness.
Yet, it is exactly for the sake of conscience, that we all – especially God’s people – must refuse to abide by Israeli APR time frames. Ask, learn, study, become educated in the long, tragic history of the many crimes committed against them before the Palestinians finally responded.