Hebron, Sansana (Meitar Crossing), South Hebron Hills

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Observers: 
Michal Tzadik; Translator: Charles K.
Sep-8-2015
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Morning

The terrible haze affects everyone, the occupiers as well as the occupied.  As little activity as possible everywhere.

 

Driving was difficult today with very limited visibility.

No military activity observed along Highway 60.

Military vehicles stood only at the entrance to Hebron opposite the turn to Bani Na’im.

At the spot where the tourists reached Jebel Juhar by mistake and were saved from lynching by a local resident, a sign has been erected warning against entering Area A, as well as other preventive measures.

It’s lucky the family that sheltered them is well-regarded because they’re already being accused of collaboration.

Near Beit Hameriva soldiers are parked next to the shops at ground level.

We should follow-up to determine whether there are really planning to move more people in.

 

Despite the weather, groups of tourists are visiting the Cave of the Patriarchs and Shuhadeh Street.

At the souvenir shop, ‘Abed emphasizes that the actions of those who saved the tourists were exactly what Allah and the Koran require.  He proudly quotes a line of the prophet Muhammad who said that even an infidel who’s captured may not be killed if they’re unarmed.

 

The inspection booth at the Pharmacy checkpoint has been moved so it’s to the right of people crossing from H1 to H2, and they’re inspected.  Those heading in the other direction simply go through the revolving gate.

 

Border Police soldiers walking around, large signs reading “Border Police” in red on their chest and back.  What general decided it’s important to stress who they are?

 

Giv’ati soldiers patrol along Shuhadeh Street.  One asked where we were going and accepted our response. 

 

There are also more soldiers than usual at the entrance to Tel Rumeida, but it’s not clear why.

Anat Cohen passes but doesn’t confront us.

 

Hebron is more oppressive than ever.

 

At Meitar crossing on our way home the security guard whispers into her walkie-talkie, “Come inspect the Machsom Watch car.”  So he came to check and we drove on.