November 12, 2002: Report on the Full-Scale Re-Invasion of Jenin

In the wake of a recent military operation inside the borders of pre-1948 Palestine, which claimed 17 lives, the Israeli occupation forces re-occupied Jenin 17 days ago in a military re-invasion whose official pretext is a search to arrest or assassinate 21 wanted activists from Hamas and Islamic Jihad.

However, as in previous campaigns of large-scale collective punishments, the Israeli forces here continue to illustrate that while only a minimum of its man-power, in the form of commandos and special forces, is actually being used in this hunt, the majority of the over 1,000 troops presently residing here, equipped with a very large number of merkava tanks, armoured jeeps, bull-dozers, Apache helicopters, live ammunition, rubber bullets, stun grenades, pepper gas, and racism - which all translate into weapons of considerable destruction when unleashed on a confined civilian population - are stationed here with orders to collectively punish, brutalise, and humiliate the entire population of Jenin camp and city,and to continue in the perpetration of the types of war crimes seen on such a massive scale in the april invasions.

Although ,from the beginning of June onwards with the imposition of a suffocating curfew enforced by live ammunition and resulting in an almost daily death toll –of students, journalists, market-workers, olive harvestors, activists, taxi-drivers, mothers, fathers, children-Jenin has essentially been under re-occupation,this is the longest period of time that both the camp and city have been under effective 24-hour curfew without respite,since the April massacre.

Water and electricity lines were cut over two weeks ago and any attempt to repair themis met with either the detention or arrest of municipial workers. With the targeting of any groups or individuals that attempt to provide such basic rights as health care, running water and bread. In the course of a single day the IOF arrested and detained at Salem military base a number of red crescent ambulance drivers and paramedics, water truck drivers, the entire staff of the only functioning bakery in town, local U.N. workers, doctors, and the head of a local group that provides support for Palestinian political prisoners.

During house to house searches by the Israeli occupation forces, generally, everything that can be damaged is trashed:plates and windows smashed, wedding photos and pictures of shaheed torn up, clothes burnt, cooking pots shit into, mattresses slashed open, walls grafittied, life's savings, cell-phones and gold stolen, people beaten and insulted.

Over 1,500 palestinian men between the ages of 13-65 were rounded up and taken into detention at both Salem and Jelame military bases. Most of these men are held for 2-3 days-blindfolded, handcuffed, often stripped down to their underwear, beaten severely, held without food or water- before being released, sometimes with their IDs (which are the Israeli equivalent to apartheid-era's pass cards) confiscated, which can result in being held for up to three months in administrative detention if re-arrested without the ID. When released, some of the detainees were threatened with death if they tried to return to their homes before an Israeli withdrawal from Jenin, and have spent the last week with friends or family in surrounding villages, while others face the risk of being shot as they return on foot on deserted streets where curfew is being enforced by snipers and foot patrols of trigger-happy soldiers. Those who have not yet been released are thought to have been more formally arrested and will probably join the ranks of the over 9,000 palestinian political prisoners arrested since early April and held in overcrowded Israeli prisons (over a 1,000 of them held in administrative detention, that is, without charge) regularly tortured , without regular access to either lawyers or trials, and subjected to no family visits (holders of West Bank IDs have been prohibited from visiting their family members on prison visits since the start of this intifada-except through co-ordination with the red cross which ,in the context of Palestine has shown itself-as has the UN.,UNRWA., etc.,through it's regular submission to Israeli bullying and it's policy of remaining apolitical and neutral even when it's foreign workers are on the ground witnessing war crimes and tremendous human rights violations and have a responsibility to speak out but rarely do-as inept at best,complicit at worse).

Over the course of the past 17days between 35-40 homes havebeen occupied by the Israeli army. In all of these homes, with the exception of two (where the families were allowed to come and go, from room to room,) the entire populace of the homes were locked into one room-sometimes up to 40 people –with little or no food, drinking water or access to a toilet. Hours-long negotiation with the soldiers were often needed to gain permission to go the kitchen to cook food, to use the toilet, to gain access to medical care; if permission was granted, the mentioned activities were then done at gun-point, that is, both women and men are forced to use the toilet at gun-point, which here is a source of intense shame for women .

The official israeli line behind the imprisoning of people in their own homes differs only from any logical person's interpretation of the act in the language used to describe the violation-the army calls it a"security measure" to deter any attacks on the soldiers in the houses by Palestinian fighters. The rest of the sane world knows the act as "human shields". These human shields continue to be used despite the fact that a decision was passed in the Israeli supreme court in May prohibiting the further use of unarmed, unprotected Palestinian men, women, and children, being pushed ahead of fully-armed, bullet-proof vested Israeli soldiers into possible lines of fire-often handcuffed and sometimes blindfolded-have been used repeatedly over the past17 days.

In Jenin, four internationals presently try to lighten some of the burden shouldered by the very resilient, courageous people around us, in the hopes of minimizing some of the brutality inflicted on the people, by accompanying them during the house to house searches and trashings; by being present during arrests and shootings of Palestinians; by going with them when they try to move outside their homes to carry food and medicine to the inhabitants of the occupied homes; by accompanying families at risk of home demolitions, or of violence because of a family member's affiliation to a resistance group; by monitoring soldiers on house to house searches; by trying to intervene between Palestinians and soldiers at the daily clashes where soldiers use live ammunition, through snipers' scopes with an aim to kill policy against stone-throwing, cooped-up, passionately mature children, most of whom lost at least one family member or their home in April. However much the incredibly racist Israeli mind-set that allows for our minor interference in their operations may repel us to the cores of our respective beings, white, foreign, privilege is something that we all exploit here, however reluctantly.

In that vein, I visited the house of friends of mine,the Abul-Hija household, on a daily basis for 14 of the 17 days it was occupied. For the first three days that it was occupied, 14 of the 15 family members were held in one room while one of the brothers,a 50-year-old who had just undergone a colon operation, was held in a small, dark, windowless room by himself-without a mattress, blanket, water or food for three days. When I learned that he was being held, I convinced the soldiers to allow him to join the rest of his family in their collective captivity. I challenged the soldiers about the legitimacy of treating a human being in a manner that they would not subject even a dog to in Tel Aviv or whatever internationally recognized as illegal settlement they came from. They answered that they were" teaching him a lesson"-one of Muhammud's brothers had been a member of Hamas before he bled to death from a shoulder wound in April because not all the international condemnation in the world could get one ambulance into a refugee camp during a massacre. The soldiers had found a picture of the armed brother and Muhammud was punished because a family member chose to take a stand, and was active in the social infrastructure of Hamas-which is often over-shadowed by the actions and strategies of it's military wing, in it's targeting not only of soldiers and settlers in the West Bank and Gaza, but also of Israeli civilians within '48,which is a cause of much debate even within Palestine itself, as to whether it is a legitimate strategy-strategically and morally.

Hamas' social wing, however, like that of Islamic Jihad and to a lesser extent those of Al-Aqsa Martyrs' Brigade and the PFLP, fills the void left by a very corrupt, very inept Palestinian authority-whose complicity in the facilitation of the Israeli assassination or arrest of the almost entire infrastructure of the armed or political resistance to the occupation was glaringly obvious from April onwards. The nature of these groups, with local community organizing provides both a welfare system and a variety of services that the government doesn't. And, because their aims are legitimate-an end to a brutal military occupation, and a liberated Palestine,they can speak the pain of their people-which is that of over 3 million oppressed people living in a series of increasingly smaller concentration camps denied not only the right to resist but also to exist-whereas the Palestinian authority, because they speak for the preservation of their own material interests and little else, cannot command the same legitimacy or support.

The Abul-Hija family's children, all nine of them, were allowed out once in the entire time of their captivity-17 days-into my"custody" as the soldiers phrased it as they allowed me to take the children for a short walk around their olive grove, as they followed us around videotaping the withdrawn, exhausted kids, most probably to add to the video library of the IDF. Benevolent occupiers, an Israeli army video-camera is always on hand for the one time out of every fifty they allow an ambulance to evacuate a wounded mother of five, shot at close range while trying to buy bread for her family, because the basket she is carrying looks like a "security threat" to a sniper with a telescopic scope.

The same language" to teach them a lesson" was screamed at me through a window by a soldier four days ago as I stood outside an occupied house with the mother of a 12-year old boy who was being held inside. The 'them' was the boy and his mother. The boy, Ahmjed, had thrown stones at a soldier: against his gun and uniform and what he represents to most stone-throwing children: a member of an occupying force of oppression and destruction of Ahmjed's home, and future and family. Five of his relatives were killed during April, including his uncle Jamaal, who was shot at close range and then driven over by a tank until his body (I saw it in April-or rather smelled it before I realized that it was a human body) was only a sheath of skin and crushed fragments of bone. The"lesson" that they tried to teach Ahmjed was to fear-as we tried to wrench open the locked door we could hear the beating that lasted all night as his mother wept outside and a group of adults put a hood over the head of a skinny 12-year old and beat him savagely. The same"lesson", to fear and comply or risk subjugation by force, they tried to beat into the memory of ten other children between the ages of eight and thirteen on the same night in different occupied houses.

There is no sense of accountability when dealing with the Israeli occupation forces-they have gotten away with and continue to get away with far greater violations in their assault on Palestinian culture, identity, resistance, livelihood, infrastructure, and well-being. As another soldier screamed down to us as we implored them to stop: "he's lucky we don't kill him".

One of those killed and the majority of those wounded over the past two weeks (16 people shot over the course of the past 17 days, which is actually a record low for Jenin-from June onwards there has generally been a much steadier, higher death toll), 14 of those are deemed children by international standards re chronological age. But most Palestinian parents stress that childhood does not really exist in a place where schools are targeted by gunfire and closed and their childrens' playgrounds become running battles with the tanks. A couple that I know say that's the hardest realization, knowing that they cannot keep their children safe, no matter how hard they try-that they cannot shelter their 10-year old 24 hours a day.

I was standing next to a young friend of mine 15 days ago,trying to get in between a group of stone-wielding children and three snipers positioned in a nearby building. I wasn't particularly worried for Khaled because he was much younger than the rest of the group and I was busy trying to put my body in between the snipers' scopes and the older boys, whom I thought more likely to be targeted. Khaled, a 13 year-old with empty hands was standing next to me when a sniper shot him just below the heart,and lay in my arms for a full 3 minutes choking on his own blood until an ambulance, under fire ,could get to us. Khaled survived.Others don't.

Having lived in Jenin camp since April 16 I've witnessed more deaths, in their different forms, than I thought possible for the human heart to bear-one adapts, though. To be able to process all the collective pain that is in the Jenin refugee camp now, and remain strong-to witness small limbs torn apart by the bull-dozers that leveled the main neighborhood, or the ten bodies-of men and women and one of a small girl, in her nightgown,curled in the foetal position-that we dug out with shovels and picks and our bare hands in April because man-made disasters don't warrant the type of international attention and deployment of search and rescue teams that natural disasters do. To grow to love and respect a community while choosing to stay here to try to assume some of the burden that an incredibly brave, strong, loving, spiritual race of people are being forced to carry in this long, painful walk to freedom and choosing to share in the pains and joys of that struggle and the people who inhabit it-of making friends and loving them and witnessing the casualness with which they're killed-a stray bullet-or the intent-having dogs set upon them before every bone in their body is broken before being shot at close range through the head.

I have a young friend –a little girl called Samah whose two young uncles were killed within an hour of each other in the April massacre. She sits out on her front step every afternoon and draws a picture about her day. I visited her family in early March when I was still living in Balata refugee camp in Nablus and she still had her two uncles,and we were both considerably younger then we are now. After the invasion, amidst all her depictions of tanks,and apaches and brave, bloodied smiling young men fighting to the death while clutching a Palestinian flag were drawings of stones with tears coming out of them. When I asked her about them she said that April was such a sad time that even the stones wept-if stones can weep.

You can imagine what Jenin does to the human heart. Sharon called the camp a 'nest of cockroaches'; Hamas called it a 'nest of angels', both living and dead. Today Samah's picture showed a sun with a cloud over it's eyes "because it doesn't want to see what's going on down below".

Fifteen homes have been blown up over the past 17 days,the market-place destroyed, every window in town smashed, stores vandalized and looted by Israeli soldiers, two schools shelled, the mosques and bakeries trashed, the roads reduced to dust by tank tracks, schools, universities,and offices closed. A few days ago a lone tank drove around town uprooting every tree that lines the main road before driving into the graveyard, destroying an entire wall and all of the graves in the eastern section. On the first day of Ramadan the first floor of the national hospital and the court-yard of a maternity hospital were tear-gassed from an army jeep as soldiers yelled out "happy Ramadan".

Most residents of Jenin readily point out what becomes more obvious with each successive random act of desecration and material damage-that this is not a military campaign, that this, as many others, is a campaign of terror-a form of collective punishment for being Palestinian, for refusing to be broken, that in return for refusing to give up a righteous fight, for freedom and dignity, that people can expect no mercy at the hands of the IOF -that there is no refuge for vulnerable human flesh, that no place is sacred-not a home,or a hospital,or a mosque. Yet Palestinians continue to defy the status quo. That is, they defy the culture of imposed death by continuing to live, and learn and struggle for everyday existence. This is a testament to a strength that continues to throb in the veins of every man, woman and child and which speaks it's truth to any observer.

Caoimhe Butterly©
She lives in jenin camp.

Statement from Caoimhe Butterly in Jenin Hospital, Palestine

22 November 2002

In today's re-invasion of Jenin Refugee Camp, the Israeli Occupation Forces made the bottom section of the camp into a closed military zone in the morning, using about twelve tanks, ten jeeps, and at least two Apache helicopter gunships.

I had been trying to get between the unarmed children and the tanks, when I received a call from a friend who wanted me to evacuate her sick daughter as the Army would not let any ambulances through. I went with a friend who is a Palestinian journalist, and we were immediately arrested, along with another international volunteer, and taken to a place where about twenty Palestinian men were being held. They were blindfolded, handcuffed, stripped to their trousers or underwear, and beaten severely. After I was detained for two hours and interrogated briefly, the Israeli soldiers said that I was free to go. I asked permission to remain with the men, hoping to minimise the violence, but the soldiers refused, saying it was not allowed. When I refused to leave, I was forcibly dragged away, pulled down the road, and told that if I returned to the area I would be shot.

I went back the way I had come, past the United Nations compound. There I spoke briefly with Iain Hook, Project Manager of UNRWA [United Nations Relief Works Agency] in Jenin, who said he was trying to negotiate with the soldiers for women and children to go home. He came out of the UN compound waving a blue UN flag, and the soldiers' only response was to broadcast with their microphone in English, "We don't care if you are the United Nations or who you are. F*** off and go home!" They were trying to go home. Iain said that things were not going well. He insisted that he wanted to provide safe passage for his forty Palestinian workers and himself using legal means, i.e., official co-ordination with the Army. Some worried parents had begun to knock a hole in the wall at the back of the compound to evacuate children who were there for a vaccination programme. We accompanied some of the children home.

After this, I headed again to the sick girl's house. On the way I met a group of children who told me that a ten-year-old friend of mine, Muhammad Bilalo, had been killed and three children had been wounded by tank fire, one of whom sustained brain damage. So I went to where the children were gathered, and the tanks were firing on them erratically. I walked down the road between the children and the tanks until I was fifty meters from the tank, where I tried to dialogue with the soldiers. I implored them not to shoot live ammunition at unarmed children. At that point, they stopped their shooting. A few moments later, an APC drove up to the tank [an armed personnel carrier, like a tank with all the armour except a cannon]. I could see their faces very clearly and I imagine they could see mine also.

I had seen both of these tanks earlier in the day. A soldier raised his upper body and his gun out of the hatch of the second vehicle and began shooting. At first he shot into the air, and most of the children dispersed, running into an alley on the left side of the street. About three small children remained, however, and I tried physically to get them to the alley, dragging and pushing them. I looked back over my shoulder and could see the soldier in the APC pointing his gun at me from about one hundred meters. Near the entrance to the alley, I was shot in the thigh. When I fell they continued shooting in my direction. I crawled part of the way up the alley, and then some of the youngsters dragged me up the rest of the way. No ambulances were allowed into the camp, so I was carried on a makeshift stretcher to where a Red Crescent ambulance could reach me near the entrance of the camp. While I was in the Emergency Room of Jenin Hospital, Iain Hook of UNRWA was brought in. He died a few minutes later.

We have been told that when he was shot, the Israeli Army prohibited a clearly marked UN ambulance from evacuating him and transporting him for nearly an hour, during which time he lost much blood. Finally the ambulance crew evacuated him by taking him out by the back wall that employees had broken down earlier.

Having been present in the Camp all morning, I can testify that any Palestinian fighters had stopped shooting a good two hours before either of us was wounded. When I passed the UN compound in the morning, it was surrounded by Israeli Army snipers and soldiers who were shooting erratically into the Camp. Two people were killed and six wounded. All but one were shot by tank fire outside what the Army deemed a closed military zone. I was not caught up in any kind of crossfire as the Israeli Occupation Forces are falsely stating, and I don't believe that Iain was either.

The massacre has not stopped. Human rights violations and war crimes seen so blatantly across the world in April of this year continue on a daily basis in Jenin. Yesterday, with the casual killings that marked it, was not an unusual day in Jenin. It has become a potentially suicidal act to engage in the most basic acts of survival. The Israeli Occupation Forces engage again and again in a shoot-to-kill policy without regard as to whether its targets are civilians or armed fighters. Israelis have been shown in April that they can get away with a massacre, and that all the international condemnation in the world cannot get one ambulance in to evacuate a wounded person.

Thus the lack of accountability on Israel's part has become bolder as the events witnessed yesterday become almost standard. These are not military campaigns. They are acts of terror designed to humiliate, brutalise, and bully Palestinians into subjugation. They are being denied not only the right to resist, but to exist.

Caoimhe Butterly Jenin Hospital Friday 22nd, November

samar sha'rab

Day 149 - The Price Palestinians Pay for their breathing

Day 149 since the curfew started on June 20. Many frustrating days have passed by, many days were spent at home not being able to work, and many days our children have missed school because someone out there believes Palestinians should loose it all before their surrender to the almighty powers of the Israeli extremist government.

There is always something going on somewhere in the city or in one of the four refugee camps that surround it.

Samar Shar’ab sat at her home, nothing to do until later in the afternoon. It is Ramadan after all; food is not to be prepared until noontime so the food will be ready by breakfast time at sunset.

She went to the roof of her house to get something done and be back to the quietness of her home, but she never returned.

She was hit by a tank missile, not a bullet, a real missile that hit her right side directly.

Her mother, in an interview with Radio Tariq Al Mahabbeh, said pieces of her daughter flesh was found in the staircase and inside her home. That is how intense the missile was.

The young and innocent Samar Shar’ab, 21 years, will never return to her family, she will never go back to school, and she will never take the steps down to her home, one floor below the roof. She has gone forever.

Incidents like this are very frequent. An army patrol, a tank, a snipers’ post, or just a crazy Israeli soldier would open fire at Palestinian crowds, houses, playgrounds or schools, kills however many innocent civilians and gets away with it.

Most of these incidents are never investigated. The Israeli soldiers who ordered the capital punishment for another human being would still be there, at his post, probably killing more people or causing more losses and getting more praised by his superiors.

Samar Shar’ab’s death would never be justified.

Her family, friends, neighbors, and relatives would mourn her death for a short while before they start mourning a newer victim that would go through the same channels of inconsideration and ignorance.

Someone out there would start thinking that he, or she, should not take it lying down. They’ll start to file complaints but receive no replies, they would march the streets calling for justices but their voices would never be heard.

Finally, one of them would be driven to taking the law into their own hands. They will attack Israel with what ever they have. Sometimes with stones, others with explosives.

With that, they will get some attention. They would be called terrorists

This is my friends is an example of Palestinian in the holy month of Ramadan, a month that requires all Muslims to be more peaceful, more patient, and more close to God and their own people.

The world is watching, yet has done little.

Amer Abdelhadi: Radio Tariq Al Mahabbeh