Here is an article that I read earlier this evening and thought that, as it shocked me, I would share it with the readers of this blog.
Israel breaks
silence over army abuses
Ex-soldiers admit to appalling
violence against Palestinian children
Hafez Rajabi was marked for life
by his encounter with the men of the Israeli army's Kfir Brigade five years ago
this week. Sitting beneath the photograph of his late father, the slightly
built 21-year-old in jeans and trainers points to the scar above his right eye
where he was hit with the magazine of a soldier's assault rifle after the
patrol came for him at his grandmother's house before 6am on 28 August 2007.
He lifts his black Boss T-shirt
to show another scar running some three inches down his back from the left
shoulder when he says he was violently pushed – twice –against a sharp point of
the cast-iron balustrade beside the steps leading up to the front door. And all
that before he says he was dragged 300m to another house by a unit commander
who threatened to kill him if he did not confess to throwing stones at troops,
had started to beat him again, and at one point held a gun to his head.
"He was so angry," says Hafez. "I was certain that he was going
to kill me."
This is just one young man's
story, of course. Except that – remarkably – it is corroborated by one of the
soldiers who came looking for him that morning. One of 50 testimonies on the
military's treatment of children – published today by the veterans'
organisation Breaking the Silence – describes the same episode, if anything
more luridly than Hafez does. "We had a commander, never mind his name,
who was a bit on the edge," the soldier, a first sergeant, testifies.
"He beat the boy to a pulp, really knocked him around. He said: 'Just
wait, now we're taking you.' Showed him all kinds of potholes on the way, asked
him: 'Want to die? Want to die right here?' and the kid goes: 'No, no...' He
was taken into a building under construction. The commander took a stick, broke
it on him, boom boom. That commander had no mercy. Anyway the kid could no
longer stand on his feet and was already crying. He couldn't take it any more.
He cried. The commander shouted: 'Stand up!' Tried to make him stand, but from
so much beating he just couldn't. The commander goes: 'Don't put on a show,'
and kicks him some more."
Two months ago, a report from a
team of British lawyers, headed by Sir Stephen Sedley and funded by the UK
Foreign Office, accused Israel of serial breaches of international law in its
military's handling of children in custody. The report focused on the
interrogation and formal detention of children brought before military courts –
mainly for allegedly throwing stones.
For the past eight years,
Breaking the Silence has been taking testimonies from former soldiers who
witnessed or participated in human rights abuses in the occupied territories.
Most of these accounts deal with "rough justice" administered to
minors by soldiers on the ground, often without specific authorisation and
without recourse to the military courts. Reading them, however, it's hard not
to recall the Sedley report's shocked reference to the "belief, which was
advanced to us by a military prosecutor, that every Palestinian child is a
'potential terrorist'".
The soldier puts it differently:
"We were sort of indifferent. It becomes a kind of habit. Patrols with
beatings happened on a daily basis. We were really going at it. It was enough
for you to give us a look that we didn't like, straight in the eye, and you'd
be hit on the spot. We got to such a state and were so sick of being
there."
Some time ago, after he had
testified to Breaking the Silence, we had interviewed this soldier. As he sat
nervously one morning in a quiet Israeli beauty spot, an incongruous location
he had chosen to ensure no one knew he was talking, he went through his
recollections about the incident – and several others – once again. His account
does not match the Palestinian's in every detail. (Hafez remembers a gun being
pressed to his temple, for example, while the soldier recalls that the
commander "actually stuck the gun barrel in the kid's mouth.
Literally".)
But in every salient respect, the
two accounts match. Both agree that Hafez, on the run after hearing that he was
wanted, had slipped into his grandmother's house before dawn. Hafez showed us
the room in his grandmother's house, the last on the left in the corridor
leading to her room, where he had been hiding when the soldiers arrived. Sure
enough, the soldier says: "We entered, began to trash the place. We found
the boy behind the last door on the left. He was totally scared."
Both Hafez – who has never read
or heard the soldier's account – and the soldier recall the commander forcing
him at one point during his ordeal to throw a stone at them, and that the boy
did so as feebly as possible. Then, in the soldier's words "the commander
said: 'Of course you throw stones at a soldier.' Boom, banged him up even more".
Perhaps luckily for Hafez, the
second, still uncompleted, house is within sight of that of his aunt, Fathia
Rajabi, 57, who told us how she had gone there after seeing the soldiers
dragging a young man behind a wall, unaware that he was her nephew. "I was
crying, 'God forbids to beat him.' He recognised my voice and yelled: 'My aunt,
my aunt.' I tried to enter but the two soldiers pointed their guns at me and
yelled rouh min houn, Arabic for 'go away'. I began slapping my face and
shouting at passers-by to come and help. Ten minutes later the soldiers left. I
and my mother, my brother and neighbours went to the room. He was bleeding from
his nose and head, and his back."
The soldier, who like his
comrades mistook Ms Rajabi for the boy's mother, recalls: "The commander
said to [her]: 'Keep away!' Came close, cocked his gun. She got scared. [He
shouted:] 'Anyone gets close, I kill him. Don't annoy me. I'll kill him. I have
no mercy.' He was really on the edge. Obviously [the boy] had been beaten up. Anyway,
he told them: 'Get the hell out of here!' and all hell broke loose. His nose
was bleeding. He had really been beaten to a pulp."
Finally, Hafez's brother Mousa,
23, a stone cutter who joined his aunt at the second house, recalls a second
army jeep arriving and one soldier taking Hafez's pulse, giving Mousa a bottle
of water which he then poured over Hafez's face and speaking to the commander
in Hebrew.
"I understood he was
protesting," says Mousa. This was almost certainly the 'sensitive' medic
whom the soldier describes as having "caught the commander and said:
'Don't touch him any more. That's it.'" The commander goes: 'What's with
you, gone leftie?' And he said: 'No, I don't want to see such things being
done. All you're doing to this family is making them produce another suicide
bomber. If I were a father and saw you doing this to my kid, I'd seek revenge
that very moment.'"
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| Israeli soldiers accuse a Palestinian boy of throwing stones |
In fact Hafez, did not turn into
a "suicide bomber". He has never even been in prison. Instead, the
outcome has been more prosaic. He no longer has nightmares about his experience
as he did in the first two months. But as a former mechanic he is currently
unemployed partly because there are few jobs outside construction sites and the
Hebron quarries, where he says his injuries still prevent him from carrying
heavy loads, and partly because he often does "not feel I want to work
again". And he has not – so far – received any compensation, including the
more than £1,100 he and Mousa had to spend on his medical treatment in the two
years after he was taken.
The report by Sir Stephen
Sedley's team remarks that "as the United Kingdom has itself learned by
recent experience in Iraq, the risk of abuse is inherent in any system of
justice which depends on military force". Moreover, Britain, unlike Israel,
has no organisation like Breaking the Silence that can document, from the
inside, the abuse of victims like Hafez Rajabi who never even make it to court.
But as the Sedley report also
says, after drawing attention to the argument that every Palestinian is a
"potential terrorist": "Such a stance seems to us to be the
starting point of a spiral of injustice, and one which only Israel, as the
occupying power in the West Bank, can reverse."
Breaking the silence:
soldiers' testimonies
First Sergeant, Kfir
Brigade
Salfit 2009
"We took over a school and
had to arrest anyone in the village who was between the ages of 17 and 50. When
these detainees asked to go to the bathroom, and the soldiers took them there,
they beat them to a pulp and cursed them for no reason, and there was nothing
that would legitimise hitting them. An Arab was taken to the bathroom to piss,
and a soldier slapped him, took him down to the ground while he was shackled
and blindfolded. The guy wasn't rude and did nothing to provoke any hatred or
nerves. Just like that, because he is an Arab. He was about 15, hadn't done a
thing.
"In general people at the
school were sitting for hours in the sun. They could get water once in a while,
but let's say someone asked for water five times, a soldier could come to him
and slap him just like that. I saw many soldiers using their knees to hit them,
just out of boredom. Because you're standing around for 10 hours doing nothing,
you're bored, so you hit them. I know that at the bathroom, there was this
'demons' dance' as it was called. Anyone who brought a Palestinian there – it
was catastrophic. Not bleeding beatings – they stayed dry – but still
beatings."
First Sergeant, Combat
Engineering Corps
Ramallah 2006-07
"There was this incident
where a 'straw widow' was put up following a riot at Qalandiya on a Friday, in
an abandoned house near the square. Soldiers got out with army clubs and beat
people to a pulp. Finally the children who remained on the ground were
arrested. The order was to run, make people fall to the ground. There was a 10-
to 12-man team, four soldiers lighting up the area. People were made to fall to
the ground, and then the soldiers with the clubs would go over to them and beat
them. A slow runner was beaten – that was the rule.
"We were told not to use it
on people's heads. I don't remember where we were told to hit, but as soon as a
person on the ground is beaten with such a club, it's difficult to be
particular."
First Sergeant, Kfir
Brigade
Hebron 2006-07
"We'd often provoke riots
there. We'd be on patrol, walking in the village, bored, so we'd trash shops,
find a detonator, beat someone to a pulp, you know how it is. Search, mess it
all up. Say we'd want a riot? We'd go up to the windows of a mosque, smash the
panes, throw in a stun grenade, make a big boom, then we'd get a riot.
"Every time we'd catch Arab
kids.You catch him, push the gun against his body. He can't make a move – he's
totally petrified. He only goes: 'No, no, army.' You can tell he's petrified.
He sees you're mad, that you couldn't care less about him and you're hitting
him really hard the whole time. And all those stones flying around. You grab
him like this, you see? We were mean, really. Only later did I begin to think
about these things, that we'd lost all sense of mercy."
Rank and unit
unidentified in report
Hebron 2007-08
"One night, things were
hopping in Idna village [a small town of 20,000 people, about 13km west of
Hebron], so we were told there's this wild riot, and we should get there fast.
Suddenly we were showered with stones and didn't know what was going on. Everyone
stopped suddenly; the sergeant sees the company commander get out of the
vehicle and joins him. We jump out without knowing what was going on – I was
last. Suddenly I see a shackled and blindfolded boy. The stoning stopped as
soon as the company commander gets out of the car. He fired rubber ammo at the
stone-throwers and hit this boy.
"At some point they talked
about hitting his face with their knees. At that point I argued with them and
said: 'I swear to you, if a drop of his blood or a hair falls off his head, you
won't sleep for three nights. I'll make you miserable.'
"They laughed at me for
being a leftie. 'If we don't show them what's what, they go back to doing
this.' I argued with them that the guy was shackled and couldn't do anything.
That he was being taken to the Shabak [security service] and we'd finished our
job."
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