Settler Kidnappings: Torture, Sexual Abuse and Terrorisation of Palestinian Abductees as Israel Deepens Annexation of West Bank by Al-Haq

I felt as if my spine was going to break, and that the purpose of these blows was to cause me permanent disability. After that, he started kicking me in the side, towards my kidneys, and said to me: “You know the Jews have gone mad… We will kill you all… and send you to Jordan.” Then he went outside the barracks, and M.N., was next to me. I could hear him being beaten and crying out in pain.

M.M recalls that another man was brought into the sheep pen, he could tell by his voice that he was Bedouin. He heard the settlers saying to each other, “Look at these terrorists, this is a Bedouin youth”. M.M was continuously beaten for five minutes, after which someone poured cold water on his body, and he was then beaten with sticks all over. He could hear M.N and the third person (the Bedouin) crying in pain. The men were subjected to further beatings, smears and insults, and threats to their lives, with the settlers shouting:

“You’re all garbage Arabs, you must die and go to Gaza!” After that, the beating continued in rounds, each lasting about an hour, with a few minutes’ pause in between.

. . . a settler came and urinated on my head and body. I don’t know if he urinated on the other two young men. He kept saying, “You must die.” After that, he left us for about ten minutes. I started screaming from the intense pain in my hands. I felt excruciating pain, as if the blood had stopped flowing in them, and they were swollen and about to break.

… One of them told us in Arabic, “If you stay here, we will return and burn your tents, rape your women, and kill your children.” The whole time, they were hurling insults at us in Arabic (“You son of a whore!” and “You brother of a whore!”) . . .

As soon as we were sure they had fled and we could no longer hear their voices and noise, we went out of the tent. I couldn’t move, so they helped me up, and the restraints on my hands and genitals were removed with a knife by one of my brothers . . .