I have encountered this report on a facebook wall, and I translated & published it per that person's permission. He is a well known activist from Yaffa.
As I was walking down the speed, a car intentionally raced towards my direction, nearly hitting me.
The driver just went on driving after that incident, indifferent to the potential consequences of his previous actions.
I followed that car to a nearby parking lot where he was headed, trying to figure out what was he trying to do.
I told the guy in the car: You retard!!! What were you trying to do?!
He said, Get the f***k out of here.
I cursed him about a dozen of times.
He said :Too bad I didn't kill you, ya Al Qaeda, ya Mohamad Deif .
He pulled out a Shabariye, a huge knife.
Shove this knife up your **s I said.
He said : I also have a pistol, how about you take some bullets?
I kicked the hell out of his car.
He called the Police. He said " I'm sending you border police, you Arab.
I hope they throw you into Abu Kabir."
I left the scene.
Here is one more reason to leave, and to the hell with this country.
I redacted his name to protect his identity. I might edit this post later is he chooses too.
This kind of racist attacks towards non-Jews,Palestinians have become quite usual.
Most of these hate crimes go unnoticed and unpublished most of the times.
They happen a lot more more than usual.
While translating this post, I tried to stick to its original language, without any attempt to refine it,
Or apply my own commentary to this situation. I think that the person who wrote this is very brave,
Speaking out in a reality in which one cannot walk the street safely by himself without being exposed to the risk of racist attack.
Let alone act in self defense without a risk of being imprisoned.
Screenshot of the original post in hebrew
It has always been difficult to protest in West Jerusalem. The tensions are always high, and the atmosphere is tense. One can feel the hostilities in the air. But as the democracy in Israel is on decline, it is becoming more and more difficult to protest in Jerusalem. People were attacked, threatened, shouted at, spat on, endured abusive language and intimidation. As far as I can tell, there is not one Anti War group that protests within Jerusalem, within our own society. I believe that it is our mission and our moral obligation to do so. I accept the arguments of journalist Linah AlSaafin, and those of Masha Averbuch, a popular social media activist, or 'post activist' as she calls herself, about Israeli presence in the West Bank . I know that I will be welcomed in Bili'n & Nabi Saleh as an anti war protester, but I feel committed to face my own people, who are at the same time my enemies, and deliver a message people in the west bank cannot. Palestinians in the West Bank do not have the privilege to protest in front of the Prime Minister residency. But I do. Still, there is a huge gap between what is done against the occupation in West Jerusalem and what needs to be done. There should more actions to distribute information that doesn't come from the Israeli mainstream media.There should be more dialog with people who are truly curious about the left's agenda against the occupation. The Anti war activists should reclaim their right to be seen and heard in the public sphere. One hour per week by the same group of women is not enough, but I admire the consistency and resilience of these women who face the hostility of the Israeli public sphere every week during the last thirty years. They conduct this protest vigil where many others are afraid to show their faces and I respect them for that.
Under the same skies on different sea
On the shores of the same sea, under different skies
My heart is burried under the rubble
My soul wanders without a body on deserted streets.
Here is where I fled my own people.
Here is where they knocked me to the ground
And how I wished this city to burn
In bitterness and anger
under different skies I chased death himself,
I cried, Death Don't Go to Gaza Habibti.
I wrote letters and asked the waves to carry
the best of my wishes to the people of Gaza,
While at the empty streets I cried in rage,
This city is so full of hate,
Those people are all warlords
And I will not shake hands with the bloody handed!
My brothers came back from the war with death in their eyes
How I fell in love with them all,
I wanted to bring them all to see the face of Earth on Sunrise
But no tears were left in my blood, I wanted to give them my blood,
But my blood was calling me somewhere else where I cannot be disowned of my own humanity,
I called my brothers to avenge me as I knew I was defeated, How I wished this city to burn
In bitterness and anger, I burried my soul under the rubble I wanted to be the first to throw the stone,
The first to break language, what is mine will never break, How my blood turned to roses to decorate the graves of my dead brothers
Those who killed and those who got killed, I had no lamentation, I could never forget how the skies were dark and made of fires
I dug tunnels to Gaza to smuggle myself in, to chase death himself,
Ask him to give me back my brothers but death held my peace and may I hold my peace as well.
You might never know what breaks you.
I know that I am broken now.
I do not regret what I did, I am just angry.
I am angry with the Israeli police that stood idle as we were being attacked.
I am angry to see how misogyny causes people to think that women,
especially elderly women,
are not supposed to voice out opinions, especially not political ones.
And it was misogyny that drove people to cuss us, to spit on us,
to threaten us, to throw things at us, shout at us, intimidate us.
That Friday morning was supposed to be the aftermath of this recent round of escalation.
Only in the morning we discovered that Israel refused the demand to re-open the seaport,
and Hamas resumed its armed struggle for it.
The women in black came as they do in the last 30 to offer another way round:
A way of dialog. They came with a very simple demand, to end the occupation.
The responses were so violent I can't even describe.
Women in Black vigil in Jerusalem 8.8.14:
I am still trying to recover, but you can see the video for yourself.
I am so scared. I am afraid for myself. It will not stop me from doing anything, but sharing my fear least with you may make it easier for me.
I am scared of losing my own humanity, facing the massacre and not doing enough to stop it. The main actions are not on twitter, or mingling in demonstrations. But still, everyday I ask myself- am I doing enough? What else can I do?
That is my greatest fear.
Than there's the horror I feel whenever I hear the reports, see photos, read analysis. That fear is an echo to the immediate life threat the Gaza people are facing. I can feel some of it. empathy serves as carrier of emotions.
Now, to the fear regarding myself & my own safety:
A-I am afraid that the shin bet can and will gain access to my medical records. I have PTSD and I use medication and survivor of abuse.
A lot of it can be used to smear me as a mad woman as it was done before. I talked to my therapist and she agreed with me this fear is very realistic.
B-I am afraid that my family will never speak to me again .They are not talking to me now and haven't talked to me for years as I declared myself an anti Zionist. I am not privileged enough to give up their financial support.
C-I am afraid that because of my agenda, I will never get a job within the public system. ( I have been arrested several times during activism) and my occupation is within the welfare department.
D-I am afraid one day the fascists will realise their threat, attack us at home or during protests as they have threatened to do in the past for so many times.
E-I am afraid that my communication might be wired.
G-I am afraid of poverty as the cost of living is very high in Israel & employment rates are not soaring.
H-I am afraid that people I know will get hurt by the Palestinian resistance (happened in the past. People I knew & loved were killed by the resistance)
That is too much to cope with. It is making me very aggravated, edgy.And I need medicine against annexiety. I feel as if I was a collateral damage, that my own suffering vanishes within the magnitude of the massacre. Criticism from international activists hurts me alot, as they are not under our circumstances and stress . it doesn't matter anything I do. we continue resisting the occupation.
Update: Some of the information activist Eran Efrati allegedly obtained & is allegedly being persecuted for can be found here:
Retrieved with permission. I got this by mail. It is known that people in distress need to be heard. Those who are being persecuted crave the spotlights, as if the exposure itself can serve as protection in a world that is mostly indifferent to suffering.
אנטיפה (Antifa) is on Facebook.
ערן אפרתי, אקטיביסט שמאל נעצר ע"י השב"כ בעקבות תחקיר שערך על שימוש בלתי חוקי של צה"ל בנשק בלתי חוקי בעזה! עברית אחרי אנגלית:
Says Eran: In recent days I was arrested by authorities and questioned about my research regarding the use of illegal weapons in Gaza, my mail and Facebook accounts were blocked , And I received strong hints that my life is at risk and I need to be silent and keep low.
But I'm not going anywhere.
They may close my communication channels again,but that does not mean I'm not here, I'll find a way to get the information out to you,and I trust you will echo it on, go down with it to the streets ,And demand your representatives, your government to stop funding the slaughter in your name,to boycott Israel and to stop the bloodshed in Gaza.The whole world is watching now, history is being made.
I'm counting on you.
כותב ערן: בימים האחרונים נעצרתי על ידי השלטונות ונחקרתי על המחקר שלי בנוגע לשימוש בנשק בלתי חוקי בעזה, הדואר שלי והפייסבוק נחסמו, קיבלתי רמזים חזקים שהחיים שלי נמצאים בסיכון ואני צריך לשתוק ולשמור ולא לבלוט .
אבל אני לא הולך לשום מקום.
הם יכולים לסגור את ערוצי התקשורת שלי שוב, אבל זה לא אומר שאני לא כאן, אני אמצא דרך להשיג את המידע ולהפיץ אליכם, ואני סומך עליכם שתהדהדו את המידע הלאה, תרדו איתו לרחובות, ודרשו מהנציגים שלכם, הממשלה שלכם להפסיק לממן את הטבח בשמכם,
להחרים את ישראל ולהפסיק את שפיכות הדמים בעזה. כל העולם צופה עכשיו, ההיסטוריה נעשית.
אני סומך עליכם.
As if we needed more proof of the lunacy within the Israeli right wing protesters. The current death toll in Gaza jumped to 1600 on Friday. The right wing got what they wanted: Palestinian blood was spilled as water. The government in charge is from the right wing and is inciting more violence everyday as the Israeli left is impotent. Still, for the right wing it is not enough. The right wing activists attack Israeli leftists and Palestinians on a daily basis in the name of 'national unity'. This Friday, they targeted a protest vigil of elderly women too. The protest vigil, that has been going on for the last twenty years consistently, faced targeted, explicit threats that led the organizers to file a complain to the police. The women in black are resilient though and chose to hold the vigil despite the attempted intimidation
During the one hour protest, many vehicles stopped or slowed down, greeting us with a casual 'death to the arabs', wishing us cancer, sending us to Gaza, etc. You should know that protesting against the occupation in western Jerusalem has never been easy. Jerusalem has never been completely ethnically cleansed, endured many suicide attacks against civilians during the second intifada and has too much constant tension and history. The women inblack face violence on a weekly basis, but at least this week the right wing counter protest did not receive the back up it was hoping for. The police prepared properly, and several brave left wing activists served as civil guard as well, so those hoping for action scenes preferred to stay home and seek other opportunities to assault people.
The right wing protesters who attempted to cross the road to the other side were affectionately escorted back to the other side on the road , where they spewed hatred towards the elderly women, shouting : 'Did you piss your pants, Granny? Go home. Nobody wants to look at you. I hope you die tomorrow amd no one will attend your funeral.
At the last minutes of the protest, a man with a toy megaphone proved us the right wing is able to adapt new tactics:
We will take your pictures, he said. Those pictures will spread in the right places.We will know where to find you and what to do with you.'
The elderly women dispersed wisely, not leaving anyone behind, although in my opinion this time it was most talks, I did not feel the energy of actual beating. Maybe next time, though.