Demolitions in Al-Bweireh on New Year's Eve

Before I forget,  my younger colleagues working in Hebron and At-Tuwani want to start a movement that will call the last decade, "The Singles."


What did and did not suck this Christmas

Things that did and did not suck this Christmas.




For some reason it was worse this year than last year.  I’m not sure why.  Maybe it’s being around young people whose families had extensive Skype conversations with them, or the fact that when Michael called the connection wasn’t good today in Bethlehem, or maybe it’s not having children around.  I don’t know, but it sucked



Christmas Eve in At-Tuwani.

It's only 7:30 here as I write, but I'm kind of ready for bed.  Kept waking up in the night because of a pain in my ankle, which I twisted a couple days ago.  We did morning school patrol, and then carried 8 kilos of turkey legs I cooked last night, a pressure cooker full of glazed carrots, bread, cookies--well anyway, it was a lot of stuff--to the Yatta taxis and found a driver who would take us all the way to Tuwani.  When we got there, Laura was frying eggplant for a really fabulous vegetarian lasagna.


Followup on Al-Bweireh

Here's the follow-up on what I posted yesterday.  I was out at Al-Bweireh today to hammer out details.  kk
AL-KHALIIL: Settlers attack schoolchildren in al-Bweireh neighborhood
21 December 2009

by Ryan Shiffer


Our internet is up again, thanks to a new wireless router that probably would have been a lot lot cheaper in the U.S.

Our school patrol continues.  Today at the mosque checkpoint the Border police didn't open any bags, but it could be entirely different tomorrow.


School Days and a poem about Apartheid

I know it's been a long time since either Markie or I have written, but just when I see a block of time I can write, something comes up. Visitors drop in and today a squad of soldiers appeared on our roof. They had maps and it looked like they were a new squad trying to figure out where things were in the Old City. Markie will have pictures and video up, shortly, I hope. (Our internet is down, so I'm writing this in a word processing document).


Breaking the Silence and grape leaves

At noon mosque patrol, a policeman asked if the work we did was political.  "We prefer to think of it as spiritual," I said.  "Well as long as you do not cause problems for soldiers or police."  "We try not to," I said.