Guest contribution by Ahmad Zahzah
My mother was fifteen years old when she brought me to this world.
She always told me, later on, that she often thought of herself as a child bringing up another child. She bought toys for both of us and she used to enjoy sharing them with genuine, childish interest.
While walking together, during my teenage years, my mother and I looked more like siblings than a mother and her son. This used to make her laugh a lot.
My father fell in love with her at first sight, when she was thirteen. He turned down his father’s wish to marry within the family and insisted on pursuing my mother driven by a strong passion. When my grandmother objected, saying that Nawal is still very young for marriage, my father took out his gun and placed it on the table and said: “The matter is settled. I want to marry her today and not tomorrow.” Read More
June 5, 1967 — a very important day for hockey fans.
And for people who know their history.
Today’s most popular post on the Hockey “subreddit” page on Reddit celebrates the 48th birthday of six expansion teams in the National Hockey League (NHL). On this day in 1967, the NHL was doubled in size as new teams were awarded to California, Minnesota, Pittsburgh, Philadelphia, Los Angeles, and St. Louis.
Reddit is a popular online forum with thousands of special interest pages. It is currently ranked the 30th most popular website in the world, according to Alexa.
Instinctively, I searched for the word Israel and found this comment:
The contents of the video footage above may be triggering. Viewer discretion is advised.
Israeli forces violently assaulted a family today as it prepared their home for demolition.
In this short video captured on a cellular phone, a team of highly-equipped Israeli police officers descend on a home in Silwan neighborhood of occupied East Jerusalem and begin to forcefully beat its occupants. The family that owns the building, the Abu Khalid family, apparently refuses to vacate their property.
Unprovoked, the video shows one Israeli officer dragging and tossing an elderly Palestinian man to the floor, kicking him, and then punching him in the face with such force that you can hear the clap of skin-to-skin contact amidst all of the shouting. The man, who is unarmed and who clearly does not pose a threat to any of the officers, is then harassed by more of the Israeli forces later in the footage. Read More
The seventh installment of the Fast & Furious franchise graces viewers’ ears with an eclectic and energizing soundtrack featuring the likes of Mos Def, David Guetta, Skylar Grey — and the combined efforts of The Narcicyst and Shadia Mansour.
A large part of the film takes place in Abu Dhabi, capital city of the United Arab Emirates where Yassin Alsalman, known by most as “Narcy”, has deep family roots. His family moved from Iraq to the UAE before eventually moving to Canada where he began recording and producing music.
The Narcicyst’s 2009 single “Hamdulillah” can be heard a little beyond the halfway point of the film, when featured artist Shadia Mansour’s melodious chorus commands the audience’s attention as actor Vin Diesel and his team of bad-boy/bad-girl street racers head into a supercar garage in the UAE. Read More
If there’s one kind of person I envy, it’s the one who reads. Now that I’m on summer break (my last one ever), I have a growing list of books I’d like to get through and eventually share with you. Once I finish these five books, I’ll move on to the next five. As always, I am open to your suggestions.
1. Unspeakable Acts, Ordinary People: The Dynamics of Torture, by John Conroy
This book was a suggested reading for one of my human rights courses back in undergrad. The book chronicles three different arenas of torture, including one that readers of this website will undoubtedly be very familiar with: racially-driven torture orchestrated by Chicago police in undisclosed interrogation rooms, state-authorized British torture of IRA members in Northern Ireland, and a not-so-secret torture ring operated by Israeli officers designed not only to intimidate Palestinians but to permanently maim them as well. Buy the book on Amazon. Read More
One facet of the occupation that has largely remained hidden from the public’s critical eye is the systematic abuse of children at the hands of Israeli soldiers and prison officials.
Targeted because of their vulnerabilities, hundreds of Palestinian children cycle through rounds of violence and interrogation where they are often kept from communicating with the outside world. Beatings go hand-in-hand with interrogation techniques meant to wear the children down, and threats made against their families, friends, and neighbors are used to force false confessions over things as trivial as throwing stones or walking too close to an Israeli military installation.
In its latest update, human rights group B’Tselem reports that 182 Palestinian minors were held in Israeli prisons at the end of March 2015. Most if not all of these children remain in Israeli prison facilities or detention centers to this day. Hundreds more pass through military courts that do not work to protect them.
To garner national attention for this issue, a team of grassroots organizers and media experts launched the No Way To Treat A Child campaign, complete with a website hosting a collection of testimonies, case studies, reports, and fact sheets. The campaign’s latest and quite possibly its boldest strategy is to produce a documentary with interviews collected in Palestine of children who have lived the experience. Young film producer Amr Kawji is the mind behind the project so we caught up with him for a brief chat about the film’s purpose and its future.
Photo credit: Roger LeMoyne
Date taken: December 16, 2003
Location: Abu Dis, West Bank, Palestine
A Palestinian woman looks up at a camera erected atop Israel’s separation wall as it cuts through the Palestinian town of Abu Dis just outside of Jerusalem. Read More
Guest contribution by Hasheemah H. Afaneh
Drawn onto that wall
That stretches miles and miles,
Dividing one olive tree from the next
To no end… for no end,
A message calling for the ending
Of the 67-year-old presence that lingers
On what still stands.
Imprinted in the streets,
Tracks of your trucks and
Oil stains of your tanks,
Trying to leave a mark in place
Of what still stands.
Painted on the roads,
You aim to divide
Our streets from your streets,
Our homes from your settlements,
Our homes from our homes;
Homes that still stand. Read More
Remember that night on the balcony,
When a tense summer breeze kept us company?
With mangoes galore, and
Uncles long snores, and
The sea down below putting waves on its shores, and
That’s when you turned to look up at me.
In those rare, golden moments when I was able to visit family in the Gaza Strip, I would always find myself gravitating toward my grandmother more than anyone else. We had all sorts of rituals — from the early morning breakfasts with sweet, warm goats milk to the clothes she would knit or crochet for me that I’d model around the house, and from the trips to the marketplace where she’d buy me a souvenir to take back with me to the afternoons spent listening to stories about my mother when she was young. So many rituals.
You — just barely ten. I was six times your age, and
In a matter of days we’d be so far away that
Whoever invented the phrase good
Followed by bye
One ritual stuck with me more than any of the others. Teta and I would spend evenings on the balcony of her home eating mangoes and watching the sun go down. We did this all the time with all kinds of fruits. But mostly with mangoes. I remember it best with the mangoes. Read More
Photo credit: Jean-Claude Coutausse
Date taken: May 1989
Location: Bethlehem, West Bank, Palestine
Family, friends, and locals gather at a funeral for 10-year-old Milad who was killed by Israeli soldiers, as one young man salutes the Palestinian flag. Read More