The Israeli soldiers played backgammon in their tent as a Palestinian ambulance stood waiting, its red lights flashing.
The sight of the ambulance, holding an agonized woman, was not enough to cause any of the soldiers to take a break from their game.
This went on for half an hour, until my patience finally ran out. It was the height of the second Intifada, and we were lined up at checkpoint 250, which at that point besieged the West Bank town of Jenin. I exited the vehicle and approached the soldiers, raising my distraught voice at them.
http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1079368.html
Sunday, April 19, 2009
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