My name is Rachel, and Israel thinks I’m a security threat.
Rachel Marandett on
My name is Rachel. I am a Jew. I don’t practice, but my grandmothers are Jewish and I identify as a Jew, so that means I am a Jew.
My name is Rachel. I study
Religious and Middle Eastern Studies. My research focuses on the Holocaust and
the Israeli/Palestinian conflict. I have studied in Morocco and the Czech
Republic. I know a little bit of Arabic and I hope I can learn more soon.
My name is Rachel. I support
human rights. I work at a non-profit that strives to prevent genocide and
crimes against humanity.
My name is Rachel and in the
summer of 2019 I was interrogated for an hour and a half when trying to get on
a flight from New Jersey to Tel Aviv. Over ten members of Israeli security
working for the Israeli airline, El Al, took turns questioning me. My life, my
friendships, my studies, and my family were picked apart. They mired on my Arab
and Arab-American friends, the relationships I made in Morocco, and my
research. I was partially strip searched and my entire body was poked and
prodded with hands and scanners. Every single one of my belongings was
confiscated and examined behind closed doors. I was yelled at by a large group
of men to give them my computer password. They refused to explain why they
needed it and I had classified work documents on my desktop. Scared and
overwhelmed after 90 minutes of questioning, I decided not to comply. I was
then off-boarded from the plane.
When I went back to the
airport for a rebooking the next day, I was pulled from the security line
within minutes. I was searched and questioned extensively again and had my
luggage and passport labeled a level 6 out of 6 security threat for further
examination and interrogation upon my arrival in Israel. Knowing that there was
a good chance I could be turned around in Israel after enduring hours of
questioning yet again, I decided not to try for a third time to get on a flight
with an airline that had already made it clear they wanted nothing to do with
me.
I don’t know why I was treated
like this. When I asked, they kept saying “security.”
They were thought policing.
They were racially profiling my friends. They were afraid of the fact that I
wasn’t afraid of the Middle East and the people who call it home.
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For the purposes of my thesis
research, I had wanted to go to both Israel and Palestine despite the
significant issues I take with the actions of the Israeli government. I wanted
to engage first-hand in the issues I spend every day studying. I was traveling
with a research group that I trusted and respected, so I decided to put aside
some of my political perspectives to accept a grant I was so lucky to have the
opportunity to receive.
However, by essentially
denying me entry into the country, Israel asked me to boycott. And if they want
me to, I will.
The boycott, divestment and
sanctions movement is non-violent. I am non-violent. And Israel, you can be
non-violent too.
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I want to tell my story not
because I want to get into Israel. In fact, I know that after I tell it, I
probably never will.
I want to tell my story
because if this is what the Israeli government is doing to a 21-year-old
American Jew doing research, what do you think they are doing to someone whose
skin isn’t as white as mine?
This was a challenging
experience because interrogation is painful and draining and because I was
barred from an opportunity I was looking forward to, but what about the people
who are barred from ever seeing their home or family again? What about the
people that live every day in fear of destruction, demolition, and death in the
open-air prison we call the Gaza Strip?
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So today, I ask the Israeli
government to reassess their priorities and security practices. I ask them to
think critically about what the word “threat” means and what/whom constitutes
as one. I don’t. My Arab and Arab-American friends don’t. A Palestinian
18-year-old visiting her grandparents doesn’t. In fact almost all Palestinians
don’t. Just as almost all Americans, almost all French, German, Mexicans,
Brazilians, Iranians, and Moroccans don’t.
I also ask the US government
to rethink their unequivocal support for Israel in the wake of the crimes against
humanity they are committing and the unethical practices they are engaging in.
I ask the US to think critically about what democracy means to our country and
if the practices of Israel really deserve the label of “the gold standard for
democracy in the Middle East” that is so often attributed to them.
Finally, I call on the young
people of America and of the world to be the change. We are the future and we
have the power to change the systems that do so many worse things than block an
innocent American Jew from getting on a flight to Israel. Support Palestine,
support BDS, and support human rights because none of us should ever be
considered a threat again for what we look like, what our name is, who our
friends are, or where we have been.
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My name is Rachel. But if my
name was Ruhee, would you be reading this story? If my name were Ruhee, would I
even be able to tell it?
I am sharing my story because
we live in a world where not everyone can. I am sharing my story because
something needs to change.
For me.
But, more importantly, for the people who will never see their homes and families again. In Palestine. And across the world.
Rachel Marandett is a Pomona College senior majoring in Religious Studies with a concentration in global violence and a minor in Middle Eastern Studies. She has studied in both Morocco and the Czech Republic to help prepare for her thesis research on the Holocaust and Israeli-Palestinian conflict as a Pomona College Humanities Studio Fellow.
But, more importantly, for the people who will never see their homes and families again. In Palestine. And across the world.
Rachel Marandett is a Pomona College senior majoring in Religious Studies with a concentration in global violence and a minor in Middle Eastern Studies. She has studied in both Morocco and the Czech Republic to help prepare for her thesis research on the Holocaust and Israeli-Palestinian conflict as a Pomona College Humanities Studio Fellow.
1 comment:
Very good stuff, Rachel.
I was questioned (not as long as you) at the Rome airport, many years ago, because
I was flying to Tel Aviv with guidebooks to Morocco, Algeria and Tunisia in my luggage. (I had just been in Morocco.) I was asked why, with a Jewish surname, I knew no Hebrew. I also had a street map of Jerusalem with a big handwritten "X" marking the location of a recommended cafe.
Years later, same thing
at the Rafa checkpoint coming on a bus from Cairo to Jerusalem. On both these occasions, they seemed only interested in whether I was carrying weapons! This was after a strip
search and a search of all my belongings, including of medication I had with me. I did have a notebook with contact information for anti-Zionist activists in Israel, but that did not interest them.
In short, down with the Zionist apartheid state! For a Jewish-Arab state in Palestine!
In solidarity
Loren Goldner
New York City
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