”Welcome to
evil”
These were
the words used by a shop keeper in the Souk to greet me in Hebron. Weapons are
nothing uncommon on the West Bank. Neither is to get a machine gun pointed
straight at your chest, when I am in the old town of Hebron. Yet the weekly
settler tour, where a group of approximately 80 people get a guided historical
tour of old Hebron, heavily guarded by the Israeli military, is more extreme
than I am used to.
Our job is
to give protective presence, so that the Palestinians living in the area are
not harassed. During the tour, a Palestinian man get his door kicked in, and
six Israeli soldiers march in to his home, in full combat gear to secure the
area in advance for the settler tour. He says this happen daily, and that the
family of 14 is often forced to stay all in one room for several hours. To see
streets sealed off, with soldiers storming playgrounds, guards on the roof tops
and doors kicked in; it all feels like something out of a movie.
Hebron is the biggest Palestinian city on the
West Bank, it has few tourists and the wall is not an obvious part of everyday
life. There are 6000 Israelis living in settlements outside of the city,
illegal according to international law. Another 600 live in settlements inside
Hebron, in an area called H2, which is overlapping with Palestinian houses,
where 30 000 Palestinians live. Most of the settlements have started with
Israelis overtaking apartments of Palestinian houses, forcing the Palestinian owners
to live in smaller areas, and eventually often choosing to leave their homes
rather than living under the straining conditions. The Israeli military is present to protect the
settlers, and have sealed off streets such as Shuhada street, created checkpoints
to control who is coming into the area, and watchtowers around and on top of
the houses, to ensure their presence is known.
The Israeli
military control the area, and even school children’s backpacks are searched,
at Checkpoint 56 controlling the entrance to Shuhada street. Three boys are
standing facing the wall, their arms and legs spread, being body searched by
one soldier, whilst the other is pointing his gun at their backs. They stand
there, their arms and legs spread, silently waiting for the soldiers to check
their id papers with their commander.
Still everything
remains calm, normal.
Welcome to
Hebron, or “welcome to evil”.
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