Hawwara Sunday 18.9.05 PMObservers: Noa P. Orli P. Tal H. (reporting)Shai (guest)We reached the CP at 15:45 after dropping off half the expanded team at Beit Iba CP for a separate vigil (we picked them up on our way back at the end of the day).At Huwara: the X-ray truck in operation opposite the checking posts, on the side of the road used by the vehicles on their out of Nablus. Cars are to be seen lined up as far as the eye can reach, checked very slowly.At the pedestrian CP: no detainees as we arrive, pedestrians processed relatively swiftly, and there are quite a number as usual at this hour of the day. Occasionally a “humanitarian line” is opened on the side for women children and elderly.2-3checking posts manned alternately, about 4 soldiers checking baggage at the magnetometers and among the turnstiles. Conduct is relatively quiet – all the “get back” instructions are voiced in a tone that is either really indifferent or sardonic, here and there “pearls of wisdom and wit” are voiced by all concerned. The quieter the shift, the more this “snide sauce” makes itself obvious, accompanying nearly every single time a soldier addresses a Palestinian. The MP are especially creative about this.CP commander Sh. welcomes us with a friendly hand held out to shake.Several men arrive carrying a package of posters with photos on them. The package is confiscated and one of the men detained. Why? “Incitement material”. But the owners say these are materials for the coming local elections. Fatah candidates. The DCO rep. junior officer approaches, an Arabic speaker, peeks at them, and snarls at us with a sardonic, angry sneer: Elections, huh?…” The soldiers take his word, not the Palestinians’ of course and the detainee is stuck in the pen, waiting for the GSS. The CP commander is not willing to discuss this. “We’re looking into it”.Another detainee: stuck without an ID. It’s at the Ministry of the Interior because his citizenship is being processed: he is married to an Israeli. So now on the way back from a family wedding in Nablus, he is being detained.Just then we are alerted to pay a call to Beit Furiq CP: total life halt. We drive over and the CP commander there informs us that an unmanned charge has been exploded in a field about 700 meters away. For half an hour inspections have been carried out, and just now the CP is back in operation and everyone is let through again.For the eyes of army brass who have read thus far: We will not let up re the blond-white flea bag answering to the name “dog” still lying and leisurely scratching his privates at the feet of the Palestinians right smack at the narrow passage left for them to travel once they’re done and have been accounted for and are free to get on with their day, approved by our brave men who are doing far and beyond the call of duty, never missing a chance to sneer, deride, scorn and ridicule their “clients”, just as they trained each other to do to “the weaklings” in class, in kindergarten, in 3rd grade, in high school hazings, and other such preparations for a normative life in a nation struggling to survive.