#sabra and shatila

[rebel-girl-queen-of-my-world]

Repost from @letstalkpalestine

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Today marks 44 years since the start of the Sabra and Shatila massacre. What was once one of the bloodiest episodes of Palestinian history has now been eclipsed by the Gaza genocide. The story is always the same: the Israeli state requires the annihilation of the Palestinian people.

The Nakba continues. When it will end is up to us.

In memory of those we lost and who are still being taken from us 🤍🇵🇸

[edwordsmyth]

"A warring sun in Beirut thunderous April cool breeze on the ships yellow sun on a pole an eye in the gun's hole a dead from Palestine A purple sun in my friend's pocket meanderings in PARIS a bird on a dead Palestinian's toe a fly at the butchery Beirut-sulphuric-acid STOP the Quarantina is torching its inmates STOP Beirut a sun on the finger a sun in the gut a sun climbing an elephant cannibal anthropophagus sun wart on the cargoes ! ! ! ! ! a yellow sun on the face cancer on the Palestinian cruelty of the palm tree I led a ship under the sea to the living and the dead yes yes yes a black sun 45 black corpses for a single coffin black eye listening I saw a hawk eat a child’s brain in the dumps of Dekouaneh

A dead sun was a toy in Sabra I cut the sky in two

a sun rotten and eaten by worms floats over Beirut silence is sold by the pound

Bedouins covered by sarcophagi know that a tattooed moon floods you with dynamite!

the sun blown-up a child blown-up a fish blown-up the street blown-up eat and vomit the sun eat and vomit the war hear an angel explode" -Etel Adnan

[irhabiya]

anyone remember when a zionist on twitter recounted an incident that they claimed had happened on october 7th but turned out they were lying through their teeth, and even worse, the reported incident was actually from the sabra and shatila massacre? anyone keeping count of how many times zionist pigs rehash the vile, cruel things they've done to palestinians only substituting themselves in as the victims of the story? isn't it remarkable that any evidence of examples of the incomprehensible evil and violence that they swear by to justify everything they've done since october always turns out to be distinctly absent from reports of october 7th, and always present in reports of daily palestinian life for decades now?

[whatevergreen]

Dia al-Azzawi (Iraq, born 1939) - We Are Not Seen, But Corpses: The Massacre of Sabra and Shatila (1982, art 1983)

"After the Palestinian fighters left Lebanon, the Phalangists had their opportunity to take revenge on old people, women and children. I have a lot of Palestinian friends, some artists and writers, and I knew those camps. Within two days, up to 3,500 people were killed. So, this work had a moral side: to defend unarmed people with no voice." - Dia Al-Azzawi

[drsonnet]

Moving towards Home

June Jordan

“Where is Abu Fadi,” she wailed. “Who will bring me my loved one?”       The New York Times, 9/20/82

I do not wish to speak about the bulldozer and the red dirt not quite covering all of the arms and legs Nor do I wish to speak about the nightlong screams that reached the observation posts where soldiers lounged about Nor do I wish to speak about the woman who shoved her baby into the stranger’s hands before she was led away Nor do I wish to speak about the father whose sons were shot through the head while they slit his own throat before the eyes of his wife Nor do I wish to speak about the army that lit continuous flares into the darkness so that others could see the backs of their victims lined against the wall Nor do I wish to speak about the piled up bodies and the stench that will not float Nor do I wish to speak about the nurse again and again raped before they murdered her on the hospital floor Nor do I wish to speak about the rattling bullets that did not halt on that keening trajectory Nor do I wish to speak about the pounding on the doors and the breaking of windows and the hauling of families into the world of the dead I do not wish to speak about the bulldozer and the red dirt not quite covering all of the arms and legs because I do not wish to speak about unspeakable events that must follow from those who dare “to purify” a people those who dare “to exterminate” a people

those who dare to describe human beings as “beasts with two legs” those who dare “to mop up” “to tighten the noose” “to step up the military pressure” “to ring around” civilian streets with tanks those who dare to close the universities to abolish the press to kill the elected representatives of the people who refuse to be purified those are the ones from whom we must redeem the words of our beginning

because I need to speak about home I need to speak about living room where the land is not bullied and beaten into a tombstone I need to speak about living room where the talk will take place in my language I need to speak about living room where my children will grow without horror I need to speak about living room where the men of my family between the ages of six and sixty-five are not marched into a roundup that leads to the grave I need to talk about living room where I can sit without grief without wailing aloud for my loved ones where I must not ask where is Abu Fadi because he will be there beside me I need to talk about living room because I need to talk about home

I was born a Black woman and now I am become a Palestinian against the relentless laughter of evil there is less and less living room and where are my loved ones?

It is time to make our way home.

June Jordan, “Moving Toward Home,” in Living Room: New Poems by June Jordan (New York: Thunder's  Mouth Press, 1993) and reprinted in Directed by Desire: The Collected Poems of June Jordan (Port Townsend, WA: Copper Canyon Press, 2007)

June Jordan wrote poem in 1982, after #Sabra and #Shatila. https://massreview.org/node/12147

[phobic-human]

The Uprising

Arabic translation: The stone (icon of the intifada or uprising) avenges Palestinian blood (reference to the victims of the Sabra and Shatila massacres)

Artist: Mark Rudin/Jihad Mansour (1945-2023)

Circa 1989

[whatevergreen]

The stars and stripes converted into a hungry death mask - artist Ghazi Inaim’s statement on the Sabra and Shatila massacre, PLO 1982

[cuba-redh]

Sabra y Chatila - Gaza Palestina - ... Por Ramón Pedregal Casanova

16 de septiembre de 1982 – 16 de septiembre de 2024. Aquel de 1982 miles de niños y niñas, mujeres y hombres fueron asesinados por la Falange Libanesa, escuadrón de la muerte al servicio del régimen colonial, entonces representado por Ariel Sharon. La historia que cuentan los encargados de encubrir a los responsables sionazis se compone de lo de siempre: los Palestinos refugiados, expulsados de…

[alwayswiselight]

People need to be reminded of the fact that October 7 didn't happen in a vacuum. Israel's part in the Sabra-Shatila Massacre is just one of their hideous actions to ethnically cleanse Palestine since 1948. Personally, I will never forget nor forgive Zionists and my evil US government for supporting such atrocities since 1967.

This September will be the thirty-fifth anniversary of the Sabra-Shatila Massacre in West Beirut. Three thousand unarmed refugees were killed from 15-18 September 1982.

I was then a young orthopedic trainee who had resigned from St Thomas Hospital to join the Christian Aid Lebanon medical team to help those wounded by Israel’s invasion of Lebanon. That invasion, named “Peace for Galilee”, and launched on 6 June 1982, mercilessly bombarded Lebanon by air, sea, and land. Water, food, electricity, and medicines were blockaded. This resulted in untold wounded and deaths, with 100,000 made suddenly homeless.

I was summoned to the Palestine Red Crescent Society to take charge of the orthopedic department in Gaza Hospital in Sabra-Shatila Palestinian refugee camp, West Beirut. I met Palestinian refugees in their bombed out homes and learned how they became refugees in one of the 12 Palestinian refugee camps in Lebanon. Before this encounter, I had never heard of Palestinians.

They recounted stories of being driven out of their homes in Palestine in 1948, often fleeing massacres at gunpoint. They fled with whatever possessions they could carry and found themselves in neighboring Lebanon, Jordan and Syria.

The United Nations put them in tents while the world promised they would return home soon. That expectation never materialized. Since then the 750,000 refugees, comprising half of the population of Palestine in 1948, continued to live in refugee camps in the neighboring countries. It was 69 years ago that this refugee crisis started. The initial 750,000 has since grown to 5 million. Palestine was erased from the map of the world and is now called Israel.

Soon after my arrival, the PLO (Palestine Liberation Organisation) evacuated. It was the price demanded by Israel to stop the further relentless bombardment of Lebanon and to lift the ten-week military blockade. Fourteen thousand able-bodied men and women from the PLO evacuated with the guarantee by Western powers that their families left behind would be protected by a multinational peacekeeping force.

Those leaving were soldiers, civil servants, doctors, nurses, lecturers, unionists, journalists, engineers, and technicians. The PLO was the Palestinians’ government in exile and the largest employer. Through evacuation, fourteen thousand Palestinian families lost their breadwinner, often the father or the eldest brother, in addition to those killed by the bombs.

That ceasefire lasted only three weeks. The multinational peacekeeping force, entrusted by the ceasefire agreement to protect the civilians left behind, abruptly withdrew. On September 15, several hundred Israeli tanks drove into West Beirut. Some of them ringed and sealed off Sabra-Shatila to prevent the inhabitants from fleeing. The Israelis sent their allies; a group of Christian militiamen trained and armed by them, into the camp. When the tanks withdrew from the perimeter of the camp on the 18 September, they left behind 3,000 dead civilians. Another seventeen thousand were abducted and disappeared.

Our hospital team, who had worked non-stop for 72 hours, was ordered to leave our patients at machine-gun point and marched out of the camp. As I emerged from the basement operating theatre, I learned the painful truth. While we were struggling to save a few dozen lives, people were being butchered by the thousands. Some of the bodies were already rotting in the hot Beirut sun. The images of the massacre are deeply seared into my memory: dead and mutilated bodies lining the camp alleys.

Only a few days before, they were human beings full of hope and life, rebuilding their homes, talking to me, trusting that they would be left in peace to raise their young ones after the evacuation of the PLO. These were people who welcomed me into their broken homes. They served me Arabic coffee and whatever food they found; simple fare but given with warmth and generosity. They shared their lives with me. They showed me faded photographs of their homes and families in Palestine before 1948 and the large house keys they still kept with them. The women showed me their beautiful embroidery, each with motifs of the villages they left behind. Many of these villages were destroyed after they left.

Some of these people became patients we failed to save. Others died on arrival. They left behind orphans and widows. A wounded mother begged us to take down the hospital’s last unit of blood from her to give to her child. She died shortly afterward. Children witnessed their mothers and sisters being raped and killed.

The terrified faces of families rounded up by gunmen while awaiting death; the desperate young mother who tried to give me her baby to take to safety; the stench of decaying bodies as mass graves continued to be uncovered will never leave me. The piercing cries of women who discovered the remains of their loved ones from bits of clothes, refugee identity cards, as more bodies were found continue to haunt me.

The people of Sabra-Shatila returned to live in those very homes where their families and neighbors were massacred. They are a courageous people and there was nowhere else to go. Afterwards, other refugee camps were also blockaded, attacked and more people were killed. Today, Palestinian refugees are denied work permits in 30 professions and 40 artisan trades outside their camps. They have no passports. They are prohibited from owning and inheriting property. Denied the right of return to their homes in Palestine, they are not only born refugees, they will also die refugees and so will their children.

But for me, painful questions need to be answered. Not why they died, but why were they massacred as refugees? After 69 years, has the world already forgotten? How can we allow a situation where a person’s only claim to humanity is a refugee identity card? These questions have haunted me and they have yet to receive answers.

[tropicalmark]

What was the Sabra and Shatila massacre? | Al Jazeera Newsfeed.

https://youtu.be/10nFMcZrToc

[jewish-microwave-laser]

Israel won, and then lost. On September 14, Bashir Gemayel, the pro-Israel head of the Christian Phalangisst militias and newly designated president of Lebanon, was assassinated by Syrian agents. The IDF moved into West Beirut to prevent PLO units left behind from regrouping. On September 16, Phalangist fighters moved into Sabra and Shatila, two refugee camps in West Beirut, and massacred hundreds of Palestinians. One Phalangist in spiked shoes stomped a baby to death.

Though no Israelis were involved in the slaughter, the IDF had allowed the Phalangists to enter the camps, assuming their mission was to fight the remaining PLO forces there. And the IDF had provided flares to help the Phalangists to identify PLO fighters. World outrage was directed against Israel. "Goyim kill goyim," Begin was reputed to have said bitterly, "and they blame the Jews."

This time, many Israelis shared the world's outrage. Even if Sharon and IDF commanders hadn't known what the Phalange intended to do, they should have suspected: in Lebanon, massacre was the preferred method of retaliation. Israelis shouted at each other on street corners: You've disgraced the Jewish people! You're encouraging our enemies! One Israeli woman, a Holocaust survivor, refused to let her son in the front door when he returned home on leave from Lebanon until he assured her that he hadn't been near the camps. When Begin emerged from a synagogue in Jerusalem on Rosh Hashanah, demonstrators shouted, "Murderer!"

Peace Now announced a protest rally in Tel Aviv to demand a commission of inquiry. In the greenhouse in Ein Shemer, Avital and his kids prepared banners.

"I'm not going," said Avital's wife, Ada. "Why do we always have to blame ourselves? Arabs massacred Arabs. let's hear some self-criticism from our Arab neighbors for a change."

"You're right," said Avital. "But this whole war is rotten, and this is a chance to bring down the government."

Ada relented, but on this condition: she would bring a poster demanding that Arabs also demonstrate for peace. "And stay close to me," she said.

Hours before the rally began, the Square of the Kinds of Israel in Tel Aviv was already filling with israelis desperate to be cleansed from the shame. There were hand-written signs: "What Else Has to Happen?" "If I Forget Sabra and Shatila, May I Forget Jerusalem." "Why Did My Son Die?" And many Israeli flags.

The MC, actress Hannah Meron, stood on an artificial leg: she had lost a leg in a terrorist attack. "I refuse to live in shame," she told the crowd of hundreds of thousands, referring to Sabra and Shatila.

In the density of bodies, Ada got separated from Avital. Acutely nearsighted, she perceived the crowds as a devouring blur.

Ada held up her dissenting sign: "Where Are the Peace Protests in Umm al-Falm?"—an Arab Israeli town near Ein Shemer. Protestors mistook her for a right-wing provocateur. What is she doing here? someone demanded. You don't belong here, someone else said. Ada wanted to say: I'm from your camp! But why do we all have to think the same way, just like the right?

But her voice caught, and she couldn't get out the words.

from "Part Four: Middle Age (1982–1992)" in Like Dreamers: The Story of the Israeli Paratroopers who Reunited Jerusalem and Divided a Nation by Yossi Klein Halevi, pp. 190–191

[problemism]

Welcome to the Echoes of 1948.

This is the first mixtape in a (hopefully short) series of musical documentaries. I want to let the voices of Palestine be heard. First things first, history. Right now I am working on testimonies, news broadcasts, interviews, activist speeches and I won’t stop working on these, until Palestine and her people are free. This should not just affect me, it should affect all of us, for being a bystander or not picking sides, shows just as much a lack of humanity as pressing the button yourself. Share this or send me more to work with and together we might show the world that Palestinian lives are at least as worthy as ours.

Stay tuned for more.

(Deli-Honest)

[elizabethskipp]

1982, 06, 06: Israel invades Lebanon with the intention of eliminating the PLO

Israel launched a massive invasion of Lebanon. It had been long planned by Israeli Defense Minister Ariel Sharon, who wanted to destroy or severely diminish the Palestine Liberation Organization, which was based in Lebanon at the time. Sharon also planned to install a puppet government headed by Israel’s right-wing Lebanese Christian Maronite allies, the Phalangist Party. Israeli forces advanced…

[phobic-human]

Never Stop The Struggle

Arabic translation: 2nd Anniversary of Sabra-Shatila: Massacres will never stop the struggle of Palestinians!

Artist: Marc Rudin/Jihad Mansour (1945-2023)

Circa. 1984

[unita2org]

LA QUESTIONE ISRAELO-PALESTINESE VISTA CON GLI OCCHI DELLA VERITA' STORICA E DELLA CORRETTA INFORMAZIONE

Il massacro di Sabra e Chatila di Redazione Care compagne e compagni vi proponiamo questi articoli tratti da la Voce delle Voci che ricostruiscono la storia dei massacri fatti dagli israeliani contro i palestinesi e con la complicità di forze politiche mediorientali e occidentali, che hanno girato la testa facendo finta di non vedere e chi si è prestato a fare da macellaio per conto dei…