- Categoria: Politiche palestinesi
- Pubblicato Mercoledì, 06 Febbraio 2013 09:56
- Scritto da Allison Deger
January 20, 2013
|Palestinian Authority police forces blocking the entrance to al-Amari refugee camp near Ramallah during clashes on Monday evening, 21 January 2013. (Photo: Allison Deger/Mondoweiss)|
Palestinian police fired live rounds at demonstrators in the al-Amari refugee camp near Ramallah (...).
- Categoria: Opposizione israeliana
- Pubblicato Martedì, 05 Febbraio 2013 05:00
- Scritto da Nomika Zion, with an introduction by Avishai Margalit
The New York Review of Books, January 10, 2013
|Rina Castelnuovo/Contact Press Images Israeli children sleeping in a shelter near the Gaza border during rocket attacks after the targeted killing of Hamas military chief Ahmed al-Jabari, November 14, 2012|
Never have I felt an ounce of security or peace when our planes passed over the skies of Sderot at night en route to Gaza to “crush the head of the snake” of whichever senior or junior leader has been targeted, and whoever else happened to accidentally be in the way. I didn’t feel safer when two hundred homes were flattened on a cold winter night in 2004, leaving two thousand refugees without shelter; when the Gaza power station was bombed, leaving half a million people without electricity. I gained no sense of tranquility when the bulldozers razed homes, sweeping up fields, orchards, and chicken coops; when tanks fired without pause, when sonic booms went off over and over, rattling windows and sowing terror. And not since the siege placed on Gaza, not when the authorities have been trying to come up with scientific calculations for the number of calories a Gazan needs just in order to survive. And certainly not in “the mother of all operations,” Cast Lead, when a squadron of helicopters killed eighty-nine young men at a police academy. (How does it feel, in a matter of three minutes and five missiles, to take out eighty-nine young men?) And not since tens of thousands of homes were pounded, infrastructure crushed, and bodies lined up, row by row, children without names, youths with no faces, citizens without an identity. There are a thousand and one ways to suppress violence by means of violence but not one of them has ever succeeded in annihilating it.
- Categoria: Dissidenza ebraica
- Pubblicato Lunedì, 04 Febbraio 2013 20:28
- Scritto da Nathan Schneider
Waging Nonviolence, January 30, 2013
|At the edge of the West Bank village of Faqqua, an Israeli soldier watches from the other side of the Green Line. (Left in Focus/Bryan MacCormack)|
We saw more of the West Bank than most of its inhabitants have. Traveling means paying fuel prices few can afford, hours stopped at checkpoints, and the risk of arbitrary search and seizure. Common to each place we went were the stories of arrests, of detainment, of night raids, of settler attacks. The tellers tended to speak matter-of-factly, in a tone of voice dulled to the terror and misery of the contents. (...)
- Categoria: Politiche israeliane
- Pubblicato Domenica, 03 Febbraio 2013 06:12
- Scritto da Francesca La Bella
Dopo aver costruito un muro intorno a Gaza e uno in Cisgiordania, Tel Aviv ha iniziato ad innalzare barriere anche sulle linee con Libano, Egitto e Siria.
17 gennaio 2013
Roma, 17 gennaio 2013, Nena News - Israele è quasi completamente isolato dal mondo arabo. Non stiamo, però, parlando di isolamento diplomatico, né di frizioni con i Paesi confinanti, ma di un blocco fisico che impedisce la libera circolazione di merci e persone tra Israele e i vicini d'area. Dopo aver costruito un muro intorno a Gaza per controllare gli accessi alla Striscia ed uno in Cisgiordania per attestare l'esistenza di un controverso confine tra territori israeliani e territori palestinesi, Tel Aviv ha iniziato ad innalzare barriere anche sui confini che dividono il Paese da Libano, Egitto e Siria.
- Categoria: Opposizione israeliana
- Pubblicato Domenica, 03 Febbraio 2013 06:09
- Scritto da Amira Hass
Haaretz, January 15, 2013
Like Canada’s First Peoples, the Palestinians’ nationhood cannot be measured in numbers.
One should not use the phrase "extinct nations" within earshot of indigenous people in Canada. I learned this about a year and a half ago from a French-speaking friend from Quebec with whom I visited the Mohawk village of Kanesatake. In 1990, the village embarked on a struggle to prevent the nearby town of Oka from taking over its lands, including a burial site, to expand the town's golf course. Apparently thanks to the presence of that friend, who had participated in the village's land struggle about 20 years ago, I was not asked to leave after uttering that hurtful phrase. (...)