{"id":12553,"date":"2010-01-11T12:48:58","date_gmt":"2010-01-11T18:48:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/karmalised.com\/?p=12553"},"modified":"2010-01-11T12:48:58","modified_gmt":"2010-01-11T18:48:58","slug":"vijay-raghavan-impressions-of-israeli-executions-in-the-west-bank","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/karmalised.com\/?p=12553","title":{"rendered":"Vijay Raghavan: Impressions of Israeli Executions in the West Bank"},"content":{"rendered":"

If Americans Knew
\n10 January 2010<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

Dear Friends,<\/p>\n

Following is a superb and astonishing example of citizen journalism. An American family from Danville, California was traveling in the Holy Land over the Christmas holidays. By happenstance they were in Nablus only hours after three Palestinians were killed by Israeli forces — by all indications, in cold blood.<\/p>\n

This incident is causing controversy in Israel, with some Israelis calling for an investigation. Below is the first-hand account by this American family describing what they learned on the scene.<\/p>\n

We feel this information should be sent out widely and that American media, US officials, and Israeli investigators should interview the author. We suggest that those of you who live in California tell your local media and Congressional representatives about this first-hand information and ask for an investigation.<\/p>\n

IMPRESSIONS OF ISRAELI EXECUTIONS IN THE WEST BANK<\/a>
\nVijay Raghavan<\/strong>
\nJanuary 7, 2009<\/p>\n

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Much planning had gone into our family vacation in Israel-Palestine. We could spare only the last two weeks of 2009, and so had developed an uncompromising itinerary for each day, allowing a mere half-day to recover from jet lag from our trip from California. After devoting most of the first week to visiting holy places in Jerusalem, Bethlehem, Hebron and Jericho, we were, in the words of our 17-year-old, quite “churched out.” We are a typical American family in at least one regard: we have two other children (ages five and two), and we are all blessed with limited attention span. Absorbing detailed references to the Old and New Testaments in the places we visited was beyond our capabilities. Our hired tour guide and driver, Issa Habash1<\/sup><\/a>, had long ago taken notice of our monumental ignorance and had given up on reciting chapter and verse from the Bible.<\/p>\n

On December 26, 2009 we headed north from Bethlehem, where we had celebrated Christmas. Entering the city of Nablus, we stopped briefly at Jacob’s Well, just enough time to use the facilities and for a photo-op of my wife drawing water from the fabled well. Our plans for the rest of Nablus were somewhat vague; Issa suggested we take in an ancient Samaritan synagogue, but everyone else rebelled against this idea. My wife was more interested in seeing a soap factory or a store with the legendary spices of Nablus. As a former academic, I was keen on touring the an-Najah National University, which is the largest one in Palestine. I had even made a tentative arrangement with a local, Ala Abdessalam, to show us around. Ala is affiliated with the university but also functions as a coordinator for human rights groups and youth exchange programs operating in Nablus.<\/p>\n

When we left Jacob’s Well, it was a little after eleven in the morning. We called Ala on his cell-phone and were told that he was no longer available for the tour. Apparently the Israeli Special Forces had killed some people in a pre-dawn operation in the Old City, and Ala was busy taking pictures and interviewing people. However, if we were up to the challenge, we could tag along while he went about his business. He said that it might even help him to have international observers with him.<\/p>\n

We agreed to this proposal, albeit with some nervousness. Until that point we had not encountered any trouble in the Palestine Territories-to the contrary, the people we had met were extremely friendly and ready to debate political issues involving Israel, Palestine, and the United States quite openly. Still, we were uneasy about visiting the neighborhood where people had been killed that very day.<\/p>\n

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Figure 1<\/p><\/div>Ala met us at the outskirts of the Old City. He was accompanied by two other volunteers. All of us, including Issa, got down from the van and set off on foot. Our intrepid five-year-old led the way, taking his stuffed toy cat along for security. Soon, a mentally challenged man joined the group and started yelling at us. Ala assured me that the man was harmless (“Isn’t there someone like this in every village?” was his comment.) Noticing my wife’s anxiety, one of the volunteers linked arms with our five-year-old and the two marched along happily.<\/p>\n

Ala explained that there had been three distinct “termination” operations conducted by the Israeli Special Forces. The operations had been well coordinated, taking place between 2:00 and 4:00 AM, in three different houses within 2 kilometers of each other. Ala had already taken down preliminary testimony from the neighbors. In accordance with Muslim customs, the funerals had to be done promptly, and so Ala had to break off his interviews. He warned us that there would be a lot of mourners in each house that we visited.<\/p>\n

At the first house, we were met by two neighbors, a young man and an older woman. Ala rattled off questions and translated briskly from Arabic to English for the benefit of my wife, our 17-year-old and myself. I asked an occasional question.<\/p>\n

The man who had been killed was named Ghasan Abu Sharakh. He had been living in the house with his mother. At around 3:00 AM, the neighborhood was awakened by commotion in the streets. A convoy of about 30 jeeps had appeared suddenly, along with a Hummer and a bulldozer. Some 70 soldiers and at least one dog had spread around and a few soldiers had quickly entered the house.<\/p>\n

“Nobody took pictures?” I asked. It seemed remarkable to me, in this age of ubiquitous cell-phone cameras, that it had not occurred to anyone to film the whole thing.<\/p>\n

Ala explained patiently to me that if you were anywhere near an Israeli raid you did two things. First, you made sure that you did not have a camera; if the Israelis found one on you they would beat you senseless. Second, you visited a toilet as soon as you could-if you were rounded up you might not get to use the potty for a long time.<\/p>\n

The old lady continued the story. Ghasan had been sleeping upstairs when the door of his house had been blasted open (see Figure 2). When he came downstairs to the door, he was immediately shot in the face. His mother, who was right behind him, had watched her son’s head explode and spill blood all over the room (see Figure 3). The old lady was sure that the Israelis would have shot the mother too if she had been the one to come to the door first…\u00a0 Full story<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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