No 313 Posted by fw, October 25, 2011
In a July 2011 post, I wrote an account of my letter of rebuttal in response to a factually-challenged, pro-Israeli letter to the editor of the Windsor Star. Among other factual distortions, to contest the stories of a humanitarian disaster in Gaza, the writer made much of the news that “Last year, Gaza opened its first luxury mall and a water park.” In mocking derision, I wrote: “Can you imagine the nerve of Gazans building their first shopping mall. How dare they! And a water park, too? Who do they think they are — Israelis?”
Today, I was so moved by the following personal account of the horrors of daily life in Israeli-controlled Gaza, recounted by Lillian Rosengarten, a Jewish refugee from Nazi Germany, that I decided to re-post it and one of her poems here. To any who would discredit or discount stories of Israeli atrocities, written by Palestinian sympathizers, let there be no doubt of the truth and sincerity of Lillian’s words.
Gaza life exists in a cage, an open air prison that has been kept mostly isolated from the world. Its citrus trees have been uprooted. Flowers are no longer exported. Nor are vegetables, fruit or olives, formerly a thriving export business.
Since 2000, the Israeli army destroyed 114,000 olive trees. The rest were destroyed during the 2008-9 war, much of it uprooted from white phosphorous and other chemicals. Farming is now difficult and in some areas impossible.
Much of Gaza looks like a war zone, bullets holes visible on the sides of buildings. Gaza is without proper sewage pumps, bombed as they are rebuilt. Mediterranean waters are infested with raw sewage, while a 3 mile limit, closely watched by the Israeli navy collectively destroys a once flourishing fishing industry, the waters now stagnant from sewage and overfishing.
It is the grimmest of war stories, unimaginable horror where tunnels, miles of mazes function to alleviate the suffering as goods are brought in from Egypt. [The tunnels are dangerous], for they are regularly bombed by rockets and missiles. Many of the young brave men who work in the tunnels to bring needed goods to Gaza take a daily chance on their lives. Articles to sustain life come through the tunnels. Diesel oil and gasoline are pumped through the tunnels at 1/3 the prices the Israelis charge. In addition, building materials, cement, medicines, bandages, first aid, even cars and washing machines find their way into Gaza. Articles sent through Ashdot, Israel, often must wait months before they are inspected and often never arrive in Gaza.
Electricity remains scarce and [back-up] generators used in hospitals can turn on 12 times a day. They consistently break down, often during surgery. Repair of generators and equipment in general is a difficult problem since replacements take months to arrive from countries that have donated the generators. The same is true of new imaging equipment that stand idle when often the smallest repair is needed. Once something breaks down, one must wait often more than a year for replacements which come from participating NGO countries who support the Palestinians. Sadly (as far as I can learn) the US no longer contributes and Congress recently defeated the use of funds for NGO agricultural development. This is a tragedy for the Palestinians in Gaza who feed its own population.
Many who are ill are unable to receive advanced treatment. 40% of medications for necessary treatment are not available. Chemotherapy drugs do not exist for they are too expensive. Also missing are gloves, needles sutures, antibiotics and frequently the most basic necessities. Some wheelchairs are donated from participating countries. They are in working condition for the many young people who have had limbs blown off. I was told a wheelchair sent by Israel was not usable as many parts were missing. How can this be? Hospitals are bombed and rebuilt. Without the tunnels, there would be a total paralysis in rebuilding construction.
Only the sickest who need advanced treatments, the most vulnerable patients have been sent to Israeli hospitals. The trip is long and arduous with many checkpoints. Some cannot survive. Children must go unaccompanied for parents are not given permission to accompany and comfort. Now patients are more readily sent via Rafah to Cairo for treatment, also an arduous undertaking but preferable since border restrictions create more of a possibility to arrive at an Egyptian hospital for treatment. It remains, however, still difficult and lengthy. I have seen the crowds wait for hours at the border to have their passports and documents approved, a tedious procedure even for those who are physically well.
Al-Shifa Hospital (translates as” Healing” in Arabic) is the largest and main referral hospital in the Gaza Strip. It has 700 beds and sees 1200 patients a day. The effect of the Israeli Siege on health has been nothing less than devastating. I am exceedingly impressed with the commitment of the hospital staff workers who care for the sick and wounded with limited equipment. Palestinian men and women work side by side.
I am impressed by the beauty of the Palestinians and their drive towards dignity and freedom. I am impressed by the parents of their sick children who tend them with love and much tragedy etched on their faces. So much of what I saw and heard in Gaza has left a deep black hole in my consciousness for I am aware that the crimes committed by the Zionists of Israel and completely complicit with the US are one of the greatest crimes against a population that fails to be seen as human beings. Instead Palestinians are demonized, dehumanized in an attempt to obliterate their history, their dignity and their right to exist in safety and peace. From my perspective, this is nothing short of the final chapter of the Holocaust, a tragedy from which there is no forgiveness .
I will continue to write about the land of sad oranges, the land where citrus plants have been pulled out of the earth and trees have been exported to Israel for their profit. Everything is for profit and greed while human beings cease to be human.
I wish to tell you about the depleted uranium and white phosphorus found after the war, three weeks of endless bombings night and day. I have seen teachers in the “Save Our Children” project work with 2 eight- year-old boys who to this day are not able to speak after operation Cast Lead. Still to this day one finds the continued use of chemicals in the soil and in the bodies of the children who are born prematurely with cancer and disfigurement. Yes and 33 additional toxic chemicals, that change with each round of bombings, have been isolated. In case you do not know this, over 55% of the population of Gaza are under 18. I shudder to think of what the continuous brutalization of this young generation will lead to in the coming years. Still the Palestinians with the help of the NGO’s are trying to preserve the well-being of the Palestinian children who are crowded in refugee camps and have the most beautiful faces. There must be hope as the children come up to me with peace signs and we chant Viva Palestina together.
My work has just begun. I too must hang on to hope. The world must listen and resist.
To Gaza with Humble Apologies – A Poem —by Lillian Rosengarten
I am a Jew symbolic of the carnage of Gaza.
I will walk on the ravished desolation of destroyed lives
places where Apache helicopters fired yet another missile
on to crowds reduced to charred remains.
I wonder how to make contact for I am ashamed.
What justifies the brutal rampage of terror and murder?
Now in Rafah where entire neighborhoods are reduced to rubble
Where Israeli tanks and bulldozers made in USA
Add an extra 2000 families left homeless.
They flee on donkey carts piled up with nothing to nowhere!
No food, no water, no money, flattened neighborhoods from the reign of terror.
Where has hope gone? Where are the olive groves I love so much?
Does anyone remember the Nazis sixty years ago?
I am going to Gaza and wonder.
How can it be that arms will be outstretched to welcome me?
Will they see my pain as one with their pain?
I arrive with humility, afraid to witness once more
Man’s inhumanity to man.
Lillian Rosengarten, of the US, is a refugee from Nazi Germany, a Buddhist practitioner, poet, writer and a pacifist. She was one of 9 Jewish activists aboard a boat that set sail in 2011 to break the Israeli siege of Gaza. She contributed this article and poem to the PalestineChronicle.com. Contact her at: email@example.com.