Monday, June 8 2015 Stand with Susiya – No to Demolition 1939719_774484202563808_1183977242_o SAVE SUSYA: DEMAND PALESTINIANS THEIR RIGHT TO PLAN THEIR OWN COMMUNITIES! SUSYA UNDER IMMEDIATE DEMOLITION THREAT The entire village of Susya may soon be demolished due to the refusal of High Court Justice Noam Solberg to grant a temporary restraining order preventing the razing of the village. A highly unusual move, this comes despite the fact that Susya is currently waiting for the High Court to hear its petition on August 3rd challenging the Civil Administration’s rejection of its master plan, which, if accepted, would authorize the village. WATCH: Short […]
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Monday, June 8 2015 Asfar by David Shulman 11048732_1075236639158017_3268189186944682711_n June 6, 2015 You may be getting tired of hearing about our micro-victories, especially since what is happening in Israel in general, and on the West Bank in particular, is so appalling. We live in Bibiland, ruled by Bibispeak and a government mainly composed of grotesque figures, totalitarian by inclination, racist by persuasion, self-righteous and malicious by creed and need; never, not even in recent years, has Israel seen a government such as this. The race to self-destruction is accelerating, with none to stop it from inside. How strange, then […]
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Monday, June 1 2015 Hebron, Abu Anan by David Shulman May 30, 2015 Happily, nothing very dramatic happened today in South Hebron, unless you consider acts of friendship, perseverance, and somehow doing the decent thing as in their own way dramatic. I spent the whole day harvesting the fields of Abu Anan. He’s an old friend, a lovable man of almost mythic qualities. Born in Hebron long ago. Driven from his first home, then his second home, by Israeli settlers, who also stole considerable chunks of his land. Still he didn’t give up. He built a third, and then a […]
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Tuesday, May 19 2015 Umm al-Ara’is, Mufagara, Harruba by David Shulman אום אל עראיס2 There are some pleasant surprises in store for us today. We have already set off on foot by the main path to Umm al-Ara’is, a good half-hour’s walk through the desert; shepherds wave hello from the slopes above us. It is 8:30 and still not too hot. I’m happy to be walking through this landscape once again—I was away for a month because of minor surgery—but within a few minutes Sa’id arrives in his clunky, white, infinitely expandable van:  we count seventeen children and not a few adults. They tell […]
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