One night, Sahar and Nida were awakened by noises. They thought it might be a group of kids, but then the noises got louder, and when they went outside they saw that their house was surrounded by twenty or so settlers. The settlers ran when they saw Nida. But they had already done their work—tools had been stolen, an oven destroyed, fish killed. Later, when I asked Sahar how she and Nida live with this constant threat to property and safety, she said: It is a precarious life. At the same time, there is a strong will to stay and keep working. There are communities whose villages are destroyed
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This shit is literally the Deep South in the Levant.
