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Washington Post publishes emails of Rachel Corrie
Partners for Peace helped get some of Rachel Corrie's emails
into the Washington Post of Sunday, March 30, 2003. Rachel was killed on March 16 by an Israeli bulldozer. Its driver ran over her despite her visible nonviolent efforts to stop the attempted bulldozing of the home of a Palestinian doctor.

WASHINGTON POST

Last E-Mails From a Young Activist

Sunday, March 30, 2003; Page B03

Rachel Corrie, a 23-year-old activist from Olympia, Wash., was
crushed to death by an Israeli army bulldozer on March 16 as
she tried to prevent the destruction of a Palestinian home in
Rafah, in the Gaza Strip. In detailed e-mails to her parents, which they provided through the organization for which she was a volunteer, she explained why the work was so important to her.

Excerpts:

FEB. 7, 2003 I have been in Palestine for two weeks and one
hour now, and I still have very few words to describe what I see. It is most difficult for me to think about what's going on here when I sit down to write back to the United States -- something about the virtual portal into luxury. I don't know if many of the children here have ever existed without tank-shell holes in their walls and the towers of an occupying army surveying them constantly from the near horizons. I think, although I'm not entirely sure, that even the smallest of these children understand that life is not like this everywhere. . . .

I am just beginning to learn, from what I expect to be a very
intense tutelage, about the ability of people to organize against
all odds, and to resist against all odds.

Rachel

FEB. 20 Mama,

. . . I am staying put in Rafah for now, no plans to head north. I
still feel like I'm relatively safe and think that my most likely risk
in case of a larger-scale incursion is arrest. . . .

Rachel

FEB. 27 Love you. Really miss you. I have bad nightmares about tanks and bulldozers outside our house and you and me inside. Sometimes the adrenaline acts as an anesthetic for weeks -- and then in the evening or at night it just hits me again -- a little bit of the reality of the situation. I am really scared for the people here.

. . . The count of homes destroyed in Rafah since the beginning of this intifada is up around six hundred, by and large people with no connection to the resistance but who happen to live along the border. Most of these are refugee homes . . .

If any of us had our lives and welfare completely strangled, lived with children in a shrinking place where we knew, because of previous experience, that soldiers and tanks and bulldozers could come for us at any moment -- which would perhaps be a somewhat less cruel death than starvation, chronic malnutrition, and nitrite poisoning (caused from increasing reliance on wells located at a distance from settlements, eastward, where the water quality is poor), with no means of economic survival and our houses destroyed -- if they came and destroyed all the greenhouses that we had been cultivating for however long, and did this while some of us were beaten and held captive with 149 other people for several hours -- do you think we might try to use somewhat violent means to protect the edge of the greenhouses, to protect whatever fragments remained?

. . . I think about this especially when I see orchards and
greenhouses and fruit trees destroyed -- just years of care and
cultivation. I think about you and how long it takes to make things grow and what a labor of love it is. I really think, in a similar situation, most people would defend themselves as best they could. I think Uncle Craig would. I think probably Grandma would. I think I would.

. . . I'm having a hard time right now. Just feel sick to my stomach a lot from being doted on all the time, very sweetly, by people who are facing doom. I know that from the United States, it all sounds like hyperbole. Honestly, a lot of the time the sheer kindness of the people here, coupled with the overwhelming evidence of the willful destruction of their lives, makes it seem unreal to me. I really can't believe that something like this can happen in the world without a bigger outcry about it. . . .

When I come back from Palestine, I probably will have
nightmares and constantly feel guilty for not being here, but I can channel that into more work. Coming here is one of the better things I've ever done. So when I sound crazy, or if the Israeli military should break with their racist tendency not to injure white people, please pin the reason squarely on the fact that I am in the midst of a genocide which I am also indirectly supporting, and for which my government is largely responsible.

I love you and Dad . . .

Rachel

FEB. 28 It really helps me to get word from you, and from other
people who care about me. . . .

You can always hear the tanks and bulldozers passing by, but all of these people [here] are genuinely cheerful with each other, and with me. . . . They are a good example of how to be in it for the long haul. . . . I wish you could meet these people. Maybe, hopefully, someday you will. I love you.

Rachel


You know, she doesn't sound full of hate to me. Contrary to what I hear ABOUT her.
I guess being a long-term conservative makes you addicted to underdogs. And you learn that usually the more shrill the rhetoric, the more you need to look behind you.

Posted by: Scott 2003-05-22
http://www.rantburg.com/poparticle.php?ID=14593