from Tel Aviv to Um salamoneh

Samedi 24 mars

Drole de journée de vendredi, en passant de Tel aviv, la plage ; à une manifestation contre le Mur à Um Salamoneh. A une centaine de kilometres différentes réalités, inextricablement liées. A Um Salamoneh, les terres disparaissent derriere le Mur. En signe de protestation, les habitants vont prier dignement devant la construction du Mur, théâtre d’une pièce tragique qui se joue quotidiennement partout en Palestine. Sur la plage, rien ne paraît. Les Palestiniens ne sont pas jetés à la mer mais étouffés petit à petit. Est-ce un sort plus enviable ?

What a strange Friday….I went through Tel Aviv, the beach to a demonstration in the West Bank village of Um Salamoneh. Both are only 100 kilometers away but it always feels like there are different planets, or rather two different realities, inextricably linked. In Um Salamoneh; the lands of the Palestinians are disappearing under and behind the construction of the Wall. To protest; the inhabitants of the surrounded villages go to pray in front of the Wall and the settlement. With dignity. It seems that the same tragic play is playing over and over in Palestine. On the beach, nothing appears. The Palestinians are not thrown to the sea but asphyxiate slowly but surely. is it better?