Hebron, specially the neighbourhood we are in, between two illegal Israeli settlements, is brutally depressing. It one of those experiences where you think you are loosing your sanity. We are in a Palestinian neighbourhood, between two settlements full of quite fanatic and fearful Israeli settlers. They are so fearful they go out to the street with sub-machine guns, and they routinely stone Palestinians.
- activism
- Advertising
- Anti-capitalism
- Apartheid
- Aqraba
- Benefits
- Bi'Lin
- Brighton
- Capitalist system
- Castille
- CCPT
- checkpoints
- Christians
- Christmas
- Church
- Churches
- Co-operatives
- Colnbrook
- Corporations
- Dataveillance
- debris
- demonstration
- detention centres
- Development
- Dissent
- EAPPI
- ethnic cleansing
- Freelancing
- Free Software
- G8
- Green Line
- guns
- harassment
- Harmondsworth
- harvest
- Hebron
- History
- home
- Hospital
- Housing
- How-to
- human rig
- human rights
- IMF
- Immigration
- Indymedia
- Infotainment
- Int'l Finalcial Institutions
- Israel
- Jayyous
- Jerusalem
- Journalism
- Kawawis
- Labour Rights
- land theft
- Literature
- London
- Mainstream Media
- martyr
- McDonalds
- Mexico
- migration
- Nablus
- Nature
- NoBorders
- Nottingham
- NUJ
- occupation
- Offspring
- Palestine
- Parenthood
- Parenting
- Patents
- PFI
- Police
- PPP
- Precariousness
- Privatisation
- privilege
- Qalandia
- Radio
- Ramallah
- RampART
- refugees
- religion
- repression
- school
- settlements
- settlers
- sexism
- siege
- Social Centres
- Software
- soldiers
- Spain
- Squatting
- Technology
- tension
- The Guardian
- treaties
- trees
- Unions
- University
- victim
- Violence
- volunteering
- wall
- WB
- Welfare
- WTO
- Yanoun
- zero hours
Bi’Lin II. The settlement-city
At first sight the Israeli settlement near Bi’Lin is not recognisable as such because it does not look like the other settlements we have seen at all. It looks more like a normal city, with its huge blocks of flats, all immaculate white, but not like the other settlements with small houses with their red roofs. This one looks more like a horrible mega-city than like a pretty little village.
Yanoun IV. On my own
When the villagers decided to leave Yanoun after the terror campaign carried out by the local settlers, they were then “convinced” to come back to live here. They agreed, only on the condition that at least two or three internationals would be here at all times. The organisation called CCPT took on the commitment of keeping at least three people here at all times.
Yanoun III. Not enough of us
J. and I stay in Yanoun. He does not fancy school so I go on my own. The relationship between me and the teachers, all men, without a man that accompanies me is completely different. The teachers say hello briefly to me and avoid me as much a possible, so I go home for some lunch during the break.