Hebron, Sansana (Meitar Crossing), South Hebron Hills, Mon 28.5.12, Morning
Translator: Charles K.
09:00 – There’s little activity at the crossing because of the terrible stench from the Hebron stream. We asked how those working here are doing. The guy in the booth begins to reply politely when suddenly someone next to him whispers, “Machsom Watch!,” and he immediately alters his demeanor, stops talking to us, waves us off so we’ll “disappear.” We’d become lepers!
We wanted to see how the Shayuch-Beit Anun checkpoint opened. It was open, the road full of vehicles. They can now access Highway 60 directly, but the roadblock on the other side of the road, at the northeastern entrance to Hebron, still hasn’t been removed.
All along Highway 60, and in Hebron itself, we saw nothing unusual, nothing to report.
Kids are kids, again it’s the end of the school year, they’re all getting out early, hanging around, buying ice cream bars from the grocery.
But Hebron remains Hebron. So what else do the kids do here!? Gather around the soldiers’ posts and talk to them.
At the turn to Tel Rumeida, the Palestinian kids hang around the soldier in the booth. Both sides look like they’re having a good time. They’re unaware of the theater of the absurd in which they’re playing their parts.
About 200 meters away, next to Beit Hadassah, settlers’ children. Doing what? Also hanging around the soldier stationed in the booth at the foot of the stairs to the Cordova school, also eating ice cream bars, also seem to be having a good time.
Childhood in Hebron, 2012.
Southern Hebron Hills
We left. On the way back we decided to see what’s happening in the Eshkolot area. The settlement, which almost abuts Ramadin, lies on the Israeli side of the Green Line.
Work is proceeding apace on this winding section of the fence. Here’s where they use unmanned drones to chase people who lack permits, and where the army and police lay ambushes.
Soon it will be very hard for them, even impossible, to enter and earn a little money.
“The human pressure cooker” will grow, with all that implies. But who cares?!