1-Another article that will soon join all the other unnewsworthy stories that I have written to date, and be forgotten. (Drew Penland-Tulkarem-Palestine) 2-Israeli Terrorism (Kevin Clark-Nablus-Palestine) 3-Two days in Nablus (Jeremy-Nablus-Palestine) 4-Personal accounts of the villagers of Yanoun (Jermey-Yanon-Palestine) 5-Army imprisons CO Ben-Artzi AGAIN - please protest AGAIN (Gush Shalom)

1-Another article that will soon join all the other unnewsworthy stories that I
have written to date, and be forgotten.

To see the article with pictures, please see:
http://ender.indymedia.org/ism-vancouver/archives/000035.htm
Date: January 15 2003
Area: Tulkarem
Author: Drew Penland

Two youths were murdered today in my town. The first, a boy of 17 named
Mohi was shot crossing the street in the wee hours of the night at the
mouth of Tulkarem refugee camp. Israeli soldiers riddled his body with
bullets, shooting from an armoured personnel carrier (APC). He was
pronounced dead on arrival at Tulkarem hospital.

Then, this morning there was a lot of noise downtown as the occupation
forces attempted to impose an illegal curfew. They tear gassed the
schools and stopped people in the streets and told them to remove their
clothes and lay down on the road.

The Palestinians are a people without an army, but today the youth
resisted valiantly - throwing rocks and molotov cocktails in an attempt
to drive these war vehicles out of this populated area. On several
occasions Israeli soldiers fired automatic weapons at the youth. At one
point someone called out that someone had been shot. We rushed down an
alley to a place where one youth was carrying another in his arms. The
shot youth, Haza, was carried to a truck and brought to Tulkarem
hospital. Haza, 16, had been shot in the heart.

At the hospital I wanted to get a photo of this young boy as doctors
struggled unsuccessfully to bring him back from the brink. But my
digital camera had no remaining space. So, I went back through the
camera's memory and was forced to delete some other photos. I deleted
beautiful sunsets, children playing, kids learning at school.

I filled the space with faces, the victims of the Israeli occupation. For
Palestinians it is the same. Without an end to this brutal occupation
life cannot be filled with happiness. The learning, the sunsets, the
playing, all the joys of life are overshadowed by those faces. One young
boy out late at night crossing a road. Shot dead senselessly. Another
young boy dying in defense of his embattled country. A rock thrower,
yes. And a student, a son, a brother. No less a child.

After the incident, our Palestinian ISM Coordinator for the region
frantically tried to contact news agencies, visibly on the edge, about
this latest in the many tragedies that take place here. Time and again he
was told that the killing of Palestinians was not newsworthy. In fact,
very little of what is happening to Palestinians is worthy of any news
media attention.

We in the West live in a time of closed ears, closed eyes, closed
mouths... a time of willed ignorance. Look at these faces and tell me
there is nothing wrong with the Israeli occupation. Tell me their violent
deaths and their families' grief is not newsworthy. Tell me these
children's lives and their senseless murders are not madness.

Drew Penland is available for interviews over the phone and via email.
For information, to arrange interviews or to support ISM
efforts please contact Reem Alnuweiri, ISM-Vancouver
Coordinator by email at: ism-vancouver@palsolidarity.org
For more information about ISM-Vancouver see:
http://www.ism-vancouver.org
For the latest eyewitness reports see:
ender.indymedia.org/ism-vancouver
=========================================================================2-Israeli
Terrorism Date: January 16, 2003
Area: Nablus
Author: Kevin Clark


Everyday of my stay here in Nablus has been full of contradictions. The
corporate news media in the U.S. is quick to announce every "terrorist"
act that Palestinians take to fight the occupation of their country by
the Israeli military but that same news media turns a blind eye to the
terrorism used by the Sharon regime to crush the resistance struggle.
During my time here, I have personally witnessed Palestinians standing
at military checkpoints for 4-5 hours at a time, ambulances with patients
held for up to an hour or longer at the checkpoints, Israeli soldiers
firing live rounds at stone throwing youth, people running in fear of IOF
(Israeli Occupation Forces) snipers hidden on the surrounding mountains,
roadblocks to make the daily struggle to exist more of a hardship and
the psychological fear inflicted on the families of the Tel Aviv
"suicide bombers" that wait in fear of the IOF appearing to demolish
their homes in retaliation.

Last evening, I along with two young "internationals”, stayed at the home
of one of the Tel Aviv Martyrs’ families to protect them should the IOF
appear to demolish their home. This is the same home that I have stayed
in several nights and have been honored by their warmth. This morning at
approximately 4AM, I had a sense that something was wrong and a few
seconds later the sound of a car motor prompted me to look out the
window as 6 military vehicles pulled up in front of the home. We quickly
awaken the family and got them away from windows that could be shattered
by bullets. The three ISM (International Solidarity Movement) volunteers
took our positions in windows and witnessed the soldiers with M16 rifles
enter a home across the street to arrest a young man. They took the man
out to a waiting jeep with a hood over his head and handcuffs around his
wrists. The family we were staying with was able to go back to bed after
the IOF left the area but the lingering fear remains that they will
return again on one night soon to demolish their home. ISM volunteers
have vowed to maintain a presence in the home for as long as necessary.

Despite the horrors generated by the Sharon government and the IOF, I
have also witnessed the incredible strength of the Palestinian people
and their determination to resist this illegal occupation of their
country. Old women at checkpoints confront IOF soldiers that allow them
to cross in the morning but later that same day tell them they cannot
return home that afternoon because the checkpoint has been closed
arbitrarily. Stone throwing youth confront the heavily armed IOF with
the only weapon available to them knowing that they risk death or
arrest. People defying curfew to visit friends or in several instances
assist ISM volunteers get from one point to another. The Palestinian
people face the fourth largest military machine in the world without an
army of their own but their spirit of resistance will not be broken.

As my time here in Palestine quickly ticks away, I am full of sadness at
the thought of leaving the Palestinians that have treated this
"American" with nothing except warmth and kindness. They, like the
Vietnamese during that war, make a clear distinction between the U.S
government and individual citizens. I am also sad to know that in the
coming days, I will have to bid farewell to the ISM volunteers that have
become comrades in the struggle. My fellow ISM volunteers are a
"kick-ass" group from several countries that have made a strong
commitment to stand in solidarity with the brave people of Palestine. One
of my ISM co-workers will leave for Jenin tomorrow and she will be
missed greatly since we developed a chemistry while working at the
checkpoints that surround Nablus.

In closing, while this is my first visit to Palestine---it will not be my
last. If I could find some way to stay here longer, I would jump at the
opportunity.
-Kevin Clark, P.O. Box 1622, Palatine, IL 60078 USA
===========================================================================3-Two
days in Nablus Monday

At about 11.30, a group of seven of us arrived at Hawara checkpoint,
fresh from ISM training in Betslahour near Bethlehem. Hawara is one of
several checkpoints, probably the biggest, that surround Nablus. There
was a queue of men and women trying with little success to get through.
As the ISM had only two activists helping out, Hugh and myself
volunteered to stay behind and give additional support to the
Palestinians.

Most of the Palestinians had doctor’s notes, either asking the to attend
a clinic or to pick up a prescription. Some had work permits for work in
Ramallah or elsewhere. But the soldiers were not allowing anyone through
except the old and the sick. Even then they were very selective.

Taking our cue from more experienced activists, we tried to help those
who seemed particularly in need to get the soldiers’ attention and speed
up the process (the soldiers would only process one at a time, claiming
they were looking for terrorists). This might be successful for a few as
some soldiers were more co-operative than others. Another problem was
that when we did succeed, we felt we were jumping the queue and pissing
off others with probably equal or even better claims for urgent help.
When it got too messy we just backed off and let the Palestinians
organise themselves.

Also at times the soldiers would become extremely aggressive towards us.
I was told, “No! No! No! I don’t want to talk to you. You are pissing me
off! Go away and take these people with you!” At times like these we
backed off to see if the queue moved any quicker. Sometimes it did,
sometimes it didn’t. But overall, we felt that our presence did help
speed up the process. Three or four hour waiting times were normal,
nevertheless.

At about 3.30 Ellie, and later Tom came to relieve us. We walked into
Balata to dump our bags and await further requests. They came within
minutes. Another checkpoint, al-Masood, was at a complete standstill and
there were no internationals there to help. Hugh, Lena, Kevin and I took
a taxi to al-Masoud. A by-note about Nablus. A city of around 100,000,
it was under seige for about 6 months last year and is now subject to
nightly curfews from 7 till 6 and checkpoints which effectively cut it
off from the rest of the West Bank. There are bombed out buildings all
over the place, with the smell of open sewage in some of the roads.
Internal roadblocks also divide the city (which has four main areas:
Balata, a bustling refugee camp; the Old City with the main mosque, wide
boulevards and of course the famous 15th century Turkish baths; Ascar, a
working class suburb; and a high suburb on the mountainside overlooking
the old city).

The taxi took us on quite an amazing ride, including cutting through a
bombed out building on the way. The driver left us just short of the
checkpoint – no drivers will take you within sight of the soldiers for
fear of being questioned, having their ID checked, stolen or even being
detained, or arrested. And there we found about 12 women students unable
to return to their village, Samal, after attending university. The
soldiers – accompanied by an APC, which turned its engine every hour or
so - were even worse here and refused to talk to any of us. Human rights
paople were unable to help, nor were the IDF, both of whom we phoned.
The students are in the middle of exams. We forced the soldiers to allow
three or four men pass but not the students. Then another soldier came
with a group of about 25 more students, men and women. The soldiers
claimed that they were trying to cross the field without going through
the checkpoint (the army has built a trench cutting three villages off
from Nablus and they say it is illegal now to pass except at the
checkpoint).

Now we were at a real deadlock. The students had exams at 8am and needed
to get home. It was also approaching curfew (7pm). The soldiers would
not listen to us and angrily chased the group of women students up the
hillside telling them to go to Nablus. I put myself between the soldiers
and the girls and went up with them. Most decided then to try their luck
in Nablus. Thinking we were possibly preventing the soldiers from
backing down, we retreated with a couple of the lads and a horse, laden
with goods.

At this point, the soldiers let the remaining girls through but had a
right go at the rest of the boys – about 20 in all (we had gone down
with the brothers and the horse by this time). So we all went back into
town, the lads and the horse (called Daywish) trying their luck in Ascar.
As we arrived in Balata at about 9pm it was deserted as the curfew had
began. A few lorries and street boys were hanging out in Balata,
breaking the curfew. A truck driver came by and said there was a sniper
on the hills exchanging fire with a resistance fighter.

Quickly Hugh, Lena, Kevin and myself decided to go up the hillside on the
other side of Nablus to stay with the Noori and Hilefel families, which
were targets for the army because the two Tel Aviv suicide bombers who
had killed 23 Israelis last week came from there. Unbelievably a guy with
a brand new sports car offered to give us a lift part way. Two others
jumped on the boot for the ride.

At the Noori household Lena and Hugh got out and two young men from the
Noori family gave us another lift to the Hilefel’s house further up. At
the house we were greeted warmly by six members of the family (there are
about 40 in all). We chatted, the youngest son in particular talking a
lot to break the ice, before Kelly and Phil joined us. We then ate and
played a game of chess. The young boy offered to sing for us and started
saying, “Oh my God” in jest. When Phil told him off, again jokingly, a
young woman translated for the mother, who then started laughing and
repeating, “Oh my God!”

At night, myself and Kevin slept upstairs where we were prepared to chain
ourselves to the wall in case the army came to demolish the house as a
collective punishment. As it turned out nothing happened. We had a chip
butty for breakfast and made our way to Balata for the morning meeting.

Tuesday

About 25 ISMers turned up for the morning meeting. We decided to unblock
a road, which the army had blocked, cutting off part of the city, and
then to hold a demonstration outside an occupied house near by.

Armed with shovels, picks and spades we set off in a series of taxis. At
the road block we commenced our work, which was quite hard. To speed
things up we worked in rotation and within a couple of hours we were
ready for a test run. The car passed easily and we knew we had achieved
some alleviation of the occupation. By this time we had attracted the
attention of the shebab – the local kids from the school nearby. The
locals were very appreciative of our work and thanked us.

Off we went, looking for the occupied house. Here we had a problem. This
was potentially explosive and we didn’t want the kids getting in the
way, throwing stones and getting gunfire in response. With some
authoritative words we did get rid of them and walked across a field
towards the house. The soldiers immediately rushed outside and demanded
we stop. Suzanne led the way, just repeating, “I can’t hear you. What
are you saying?” until we slowly reached the razor wire in front of the
house. We immediately started chanting “End the occupation now!” and
“Israeli soldiers go away! Palestinians here to stay!” But the situation
was tense and the soldiers started asking for passports. We decided to
quieten things down a bit.

We alternated chants with dialogue. One demand the family who had asked
for the demo, was that the soldiers dropped their demand that the family
remove their furniture – they had nowhere to store it. A number of
interesting responses we got from the dialogue – some of which is
captured on camera. “Geneva can go to hell!” in response to the
accusation that they were exercising collective punishment; laughter at
the slogan, “The Israeli state’s a racist state” followed by extreme
annoyance when we suggested this was a bit ironic coming from Israeli
Jews.

We felt we were getting nowhere, though one young seargent did tell me
that they would not trash the joint and the furniture could stay. Could
he be believed? I don’t know… After the action Hugh, Paul and myself
went back to Balata, packed and had one more felafel sandwich for the
journey to Yanoun. As we left the felafel stand to search for a taxi,
some of the shebab started grabbing my coat and rucksack. I shook them
off and then suddenly felt for my wallet. It had gone. Then I realised
that they were telling me that I’d left it at the stand. As I ran back
to collect it the owner was waving for me up the street. He handed it
over with a smile and as I walked back to the others half a dozen people
asked me on the way if I’d got my money. There must have been 500
sheckles in there and the whole camp refused to touch it and made sure I
got it back. That’s the spirit of soilidarity!
From Jeremy
======================================================================4-Personal
accounts of the villagers of Yanoun

Adnan and Ahlem.
Adnan and Ahlem were driving to Nablus at the start of the second
intifada along the main highway which was acessable to palastinians at
the time. It was a Friday afternoon (Sabbath) so Adnan thought that
there would be no problem with settlers (road passes directly in front of
Itimer settlements main gate). Suddenly a blue ststionwagon (subara,
yellow plates, Israeli) appeared behind them moving fast, the car pulls
alongside admen, inside was an orthodox settler, - black suit hat, white
prayer shawl, etc. – preparing for Sabbath. The settlers motion for Adnan
to pull over – as Adnan came to a stop the settler pulled out a pistol
and pointed it at Admens head, yelling at them to get out of the car and
then pulled ahead of them to stop them from driving away. As the settler
steped out of his car Adnan reversed away around a corner, turning the
car. Settler yelled at them to stop and got back in his car. A high
speed chase ensued with Adnan zigzaging to prevent settler from coming
alongside. Ahlem wanted to head for Hawarta Checkpoint, but Adnan feared
they would be shot on the way. Adnan decided to risk a hairpin turn at
the crossroads into Hawarta village, thinking an accident would be
better than being shot. He sucessfully made the turn at the outskirts
of Hawarta and the settler turned back. - threat was higher as settler
was alone and the roads empty (jews are not allowed to travel after
Sabbath starts. - Time was late afternoon. - Adnan has seen settler
frequenty since at Huwark Mackrison. - Settler was 35 – 40. - Settlers
name unknown.

Nimme
Nimme is a teacher in Acriba. Settlers came outside his house with guns
during the day while his wife and kids were in. After 30 mins Nimme went
outside to tend sheep, his wife offered settlers tea – settlers left to
Walids house but came back two months ago in the spring.

Ahmed Macmood
Achmed is a sheppard, two years ago while walking sheep he was hit with
own walking stick and blinded by settlers.

Ryda, Hibh, Ibrahym and their mother
Earlier this year during a day’s olive harvesting, they had flares fired
at them by settlers, who approached them on quads. They have also been
fired on many times.

Mohammad, Ryda and his wife
During September, while attempting to harvest olives they were approached
by settlers on quads, who threatened that if they did not leave their
own fields they would be killed, they fled. They reported this to
soldiers and Tai Oosh. This year they have only been able to harvest 10
olive trees out of 400. On Sept 10 olives were still on trees. Settlers
have come to village and ordered that no one is to come closer than 200m
of their fence, or they will be shot. Evri and others attempted to
harvest olives near fence but were shot at. They also were disturbed by
settlers with guns going to every house in village looking for stolen
sheep.

Ashraf
His house has been hit by a tank shell. He has metal in his hand and
shoulder. His friend still suffers shoulder problems. Ashraf is studying
in nearby Nablus but cannot return to his village at night due to
inflexable checkpoints. He is forced to remain in the town.

Hanee
Three years ago he was shot in the wrist. Settlers threatened to kill him
if he harvested olives from top of hill. He was shot 200m away from his
own house by one of six settlers in a van who claimed olives were
theirs. This was wittnessed by whole village.

Yahya
Yhaya was attacked in Lower Yanoun at the beginning of December 2002. Two
settlers drove by Yahya in a quad. The driver held a gun pointing at him
while the other got out and beat him before they both drove off. The
settler with the gun also poked Yahya with a rifle in the stomach and
the knee. Yahya reported the incident to the police and the doctor. The
police have kept a record of the incident. But Yahya did not keep the
doctor’s papers.

Khadher Solayman
Two settlers shot 12 sheep, 9 of them dead, while Khadher was walking the
sheep. This happened in October 2002. There is a veterinary record but
Khadher did not tell the police. In November 2002, seven or eight
soldiers searched Khadher’s house claiming he was a member of Hamas. For
half an hour they ransacked the house, spilling parafin and breaking
things. This happened in the afternoon. Khadher ran away while his wife
and children stayed in the house.

Adnan
Adnan, a chemical engineer, says that he has been lucky regarding his
encounters with the settlers. In autumn 2002 four settlers asked him for
his ID. They argued and Adnan was threatened.

Yosef
In the summer of 2002, Adnan’s family left Yanoun for a friend’s funeral.
Yosef was alone with the children when seven settlers came by. Three of
them entered the courtyard. Yosef was hit in the head with the butt of a
gun and a fight broke out. Yosef shouted the names of his brothers. The
settlers thought the family were around and left. Yosef did not tell the
police, neither did he go to the hospital.

Khadher (brother of Adnan) and Yahgea
Khadher and Yahgea were by the well in Upper Yanoun. 12 settlers came by
and started an argument. Settlers: “Whose tractor is this?”
Khadher: “It’s mine.”
Settlers: “No. You are a thief. It’s mine.”
They continued to argue. Six of the settlers had guns with them. Children
were also accompanying them. A 14-year-old was one of the ones holding
guns. Finally one of the settlers said, “I’m the police. You stole it.”
Khadher then went and brought the papers proving his ownership of the
tractor. He also brought his brother Acmed with him back to Upper
Yanoun. The settlers checked the papers and left.

Two men from Acrobar
These men had their tractors burnt in Lower Yanoun in May 2002. The
settlers took the two to Hawara checkpoint and to the Commanding
Officer. We need to check whether there exists an army report of this.

The olive harvest
There were many attacks, every day during the olive harvest. According to
a Swiss man, two settlers came by in a quad and took pictures of Yahgea.
They were the same men that beat him two months earlier (see above).
The settlers asked Suede, “Why are you here? Who injured you? My God!”
The settlers stole olives after they were picked and sent their goats
down to eat the olives off the villagers’ trees.

Ibrahym and Hibh
Four settlers came by with lots of dogs with them as Ibrahym and Hibh
were on their way back from school on the road from Acrobar. Ibrahym and
Hibh hid behind the trees as they were scared. This happened in
November.

Musala Adel Rachid
Musala is a member of the Benijaba family. He now lives in Aqriba with
his wife and six children. His house in East Yanon was bombed 10 years
ago by soldiers. The soldiers stayed one year. He suffered extreme
injuries, losing one eye and spending a year in hospital. In November
Musala was beaten by eight settlers - with stones and guns - while he
was shepherding in East Yanon. This time he spent two weeks in hospital.

Basam
Basam saysthe name Yanon comes from the Latin, Ya-no, meaning quiet
place. Ten years ago there were 500 people living in Yanon. In East
Yanon alone there were 10 families, numbering 34 people. Now it is just
rubble, and Basam himself lives in Aqriba. Basam was shot in the stomach
three years ago by soldiers while he was praying. It was a mass prayer
attended by 1,000 people from villages all around. Three people were
shot.

Ashraf Ibrahym
Ashraf was shot in September 2002 on the edge of western Lower Yanon. He
is not sure from where the shot was fired. He says that 13 years ago
three families lived in West Yanon.

Doha, east of Yanon
Doha lies in a very green valley, where the six families, consisting of
20 people, live in tents. 14 years ago 600 people lived here. It lies
very close to an Israeli farm and there is no fence separating the two.
Settlers come to take pictures, kill sheep, attack and steal sheep. They
have guns and one of them can talk.

Sami-ghaleb Mahmood-shear Morah
Sami-ghaleb is a shepherd. He was born on 23.12.80. In 2000, Sami-ghaleb
was in lower Yanon with Rami and Rasan when he was attacked and beaten
by a group of 25 settlers (led by Victor Evri) for two hours before he
was saved by people throwing rocks at the settlers. Sami-ghaleb has
hospital papers and Palestinian police papers, which are held in the
appropriate offices. Rasan also has papers and the relevant dates.

Abdel Latif
On 3.11.01 30 settlers came to Abdel’s house. There were 4 villagers
inside. Abdel was beaten along with his brother and father. The hospital
report is available but the police report rests with the Israeli
authorities. The attack lasted 15 minutes.

Palestinian not from Yanon
A Palestinian said that one settler was stabbed in 2000 and that two
armed Palestinians killed 10 s ettlers six months ago. He also says that
sheep were stolen from Lower Yanon three years ago in revenge.
========================================================================6-Army
imprisons CO Ben-Artzi AGAIN - please protest AGAIN

hursday Jan. 16, CO Yoni Ben-Artzi entered the military prison for the
seventh consecutive time for a term of 35-days. Ben-Artzi's renewed
imprisonment was the culmination of more than a week of what seemed a
hestitation and equivocation on the army's part. This time, he and other
CO's were not immediately imprisoned upon the end of their previous
terms - but were invited to speak with numerous officers and officials.
Various possibilities, such as a psychiatric discharge from the army,
had been held out to them -only to be withdrawn again. Mention was made
of a high-level miltary commission to be appointed of which apparently
nothing came.

At the end of his new prison term Yoni Ben Artzi (who happens to be the
nephew of Foreign Minister Binyamin Netanyahu) will have spent 196 days
in jail with no end in sight - for him or for Uri Ya'akobi, Dror Beumel
and an increasing number of Israeli youths who refuse service in the
Israeli army and are one by one passing the 90 day mark, which was until
recently the maximum. Of the growing number of draft resisters part
objects to military service in general, others oppose to being part of
an army of occupation.

Jonathan Ben Artzi's (or Yoni as his friends know him) first experience
with the Israeli justice system was a positive one. As a student at an
elite Jerusalem prep school, he found that he could no longer bear the
militaristic atmosphere or the overt role the military played in his
education. When his class was bussed to a military training center for
an Israeli Defense Force (IDF) orientation as part of his school
program, Yoni refused to go. He also insisted that his parents be
refunded for this "course," and that the fees be returned to his sole
Arab classmate, who was literally taken off the military bus. Yoni
simply felt that a school should prepare its students to be better
citizens-- not soldiers. But this position, which for many may seem
rather commonsensical, is considered extremely radical in Israel. The
high school, for its part, retaliated by preventing Yoni from graduating
and denying him his diploma.

It took a year and half of an uphill legal battle for this decision to be
overruled by an Israeli court. But that was years ago. Yesterday, Ben
Artzi was once again faced with the choice: "Enlist or go to prison!".
Col. Deborah Chassid, who had previously sentenced the CO's, this time
told Ben Artzi she was washing her hands of him and his friends and
passing the matter off to her superiors. (This may not be unconnected
with the thousands of protest letters and faxes which poured into her
office from all over the world in the past month).

In the end, Ben Artzi was sentenced by General Gil Regev in person -
member of the General Staff in charge of manpower, just one rank below
the top of the pyramid. Ben Artzi had told the general (as he reported a
few minutes later, just before his mobile phone was taken away): "Unless
you find a way through your own bureaucratic procedures and release me
from the army, you will have to see me here again and again - for there
is no way I am going to enlist". Ben Artzi also reminded General Regev
that he had been recognized as a Prisoner of Conscience by Amnesty
International. He remarked that if it is possible for thousands of
ultra- Orthodox to be granted an exemption from military service, it is
not more than fair aalso to exempt the Conscientious Objectors. (Many of
the religious are not at all opposed to violence or occupation - on the
contrary.) The general had only one answer: "You have appealed to the
Consicence Committee and it rejected your offer." (The committee rejects
virtually everybody regardless of his arguments.)

Please continue to send protest letters