MER Article "When the Rest Is Quiet, There Is Revolution in Dahaysha" We enter Dahaysha through one of several gates, past rusted oil drums piled high in a stockade and a chain-link barbed-wire fence that residents keep tearing down. The alleyways are quiet; people must be inside. M. takes us to the home of his friend A., 27, a business student at Bethlehem Universit Melissa Baumann • 6 min read
MER Article Gaza Diary FEBRUARY 7, 1988, MORNING “Welcome to Gaza,” the sign reads, but the streets are not inviting. The long road into town is nearly deserted, its shops and shanties locked shut; only a few men gather sporadically for coffee or a cigarette. Beyond, the camps stretch toward the sea like a giant junkyard Melissa Baumann • 14 min read