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My Christmas in Bethlehem, 2005
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At the Checkpoint and Terminal in Bethlehem, upon the thirty foot high Wall, a hundred square foot sign from The Minister of Tourism hangs and proclaims with Orwellian logic: "PEACE, PEACE, PEACE."
"Peace, peace, peace, they say, when there is no peace."-Jeremiah 6:14
For twelve days around Christmas 2005, I lived in the Little Town of Bethlehem, which is Occupied Territory.
For twelve days I walked "through streets that were dead"[Bob Dylan] in the morning, noon and night and everywhere I did go, shops were closed, restaurants empty. A few locals would be around and tour buses would come and go at the Church of The Nativity.
But stores remain closed and restaurants empty because tourists don't want to see, hear or know about occupied territory...
I was out cold before lift off from Tel Aviv after the conclusion of my second sixteen days in Israel Palestine. [My first 16 days is documented in "Keep Hope Alive"]
I crashed for five solid hours out of the eleven hour flight home. I awoke to vivid images of The Wall that remain brutally fresh in my mind, ten months later.
In my minds eye, I still see the concrete boa constrictor and electrified fence that divides, separates, humiliates, dominates, controls and denies inalienable human rights to every Palestinian.
In January after my second trip to the Holy land, I landed at JFK Airport, Terminal Two to wait three hours for my connection home. All I could think about was The Wall and all the injustice's I had witnessed during my second of sixteen days in Israel and Palestine.
In January 2005, every local, taxi driver and would be terrorist knew all the many ways around the concrete boa constrictor and electrified fence which had enormous gaps, holes, and other ways to get around checkpoints and avoid The Terminal which divides the sister cities of Bethlehem and Jerusalem.
The Israeli government and Senator Clinton both claim The Wall is all for Security. I know better.
The concrete boa constrictor and electrified fence is a master plan to divide, separate, humiliate, dominate, control and deny inalienable human rights to the indigenous people of the Holy Land.
In Palestine and the Unrecognized Villages there are olive trees that were rooted centuries ago, for olive trees can live for millennia, if they are not plowed down.
Twenty five olive trees can support a typical family in Gaza, the West Bank and in the Unrecognized Villages,
Where every little child knows the names of the ancient olive trees,
And they always be the
Names of mommy's, sisters and favorite aunts and uncles, for the olive trees are a member of their families.
In 1948, 20% of the total population of the Holy Land were Christian. Today they number less than 1.3% and continue to shrink fast. Palestinian Christian roots go back to the first century when Christ promised: "BLESSED ARE THE PEACEMAKERS: THEY ARE THE CHILDREN OF GOD."
At The Terminal in Bethlehem, upon the thirty foot high Wall, a hundred square foot sign from The Minister of Tourism hangs and proclaims with Orwellian logic: "PEACE, PEACE, PEACE."
"Peace, peace, peace, they say, when there is no peace."-Jeremiah 6:14
For twelve days around Christmas 2005, I lived in the Little Town of Bethlehem, which is occupied territory.
For twelve days I walked "through streets that were dead"-[Bob Dylan] in the morning, noon and night and everywhere I did go, shops were closed, restaurants empty. A few locals would be around and tour buses would quickly come and go at the Church of The Nativity.
But stores remain closed and restaurants empty because tourists don't want to see, hear or know about occupied territory.
The Bethlehem Terminal is not The Way tourists in buses and taxis go;
The Terminal is the way only Palestinians and the curious go,
Who want to know what's really going down
In the Holy Land:
Which is in pieces.
Mr. Presidents, I plead, please tear down the concrete boa constrictor and electrified fence which has been deemed ILLEGAL by the International Court of Justice in the Hague.
Mr. Presidents, please imagine what a wonderful world it would be if you would plant olive trees and build playgrounds and construct bridges of community and global neighborhoods.
The Way to security is knowing ones neighbor, and ones neighbor is ones sister and brother,
For everyone is a child of God.
To be blessed with Peace you must resist evil with good and God has already told us what is required:
"Act justly, be merciful and walk humbly with your God."-Micah 6:8
"And the best you can do is forgive."-The Traveling Wilburys
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