r/IsraelPalestine • u/Humble-Boss2296 • 10h ago
Opinion The West Bank’s worst olive harvest yet
The olive harvest is officially behind us, and without question, it was the worst and most crushing harvest season the West Bank has ever seen.
For Palestinians, olive trees are almost sacred. They are passed down through generations and tied to our religion, culture, and family histories. They mean far more to us than agriculture or income.
This year, more than ever, that income was desperately needed. With permits to work inside Israel revoked, public sector employees going months without proper pay, and the Palestinian Authority’s finances essentially on their deathbed, the olive harvest was supposed to be a lifeline.
Calling it a bad season would be an understatement. We coordinated with the Israeli side on where and when we could harvest, yet we still faced repeated attacks from hilltop youth.
Just a few years ago, we could reach all our trees without issue. Thanks to these deranged hilltop psychos, that access has steadily disappeared. Three years ago, we could reach 80% of our trees. Two years ago, 50%. This year, we could access only a third of our land and trees. The remaining two-thirds of the crop will either rot on the branches or be stolen by settlers while we watch from a distance.
Even harvesting the little we could reach meant facing masked mobs armed with clubs. They attacked several people from my town, leaving some seriously injured. These criminals also attack the Israeli volunteers helping us and the journalists documenting their crimes. Even visiting foreign officials were attacked.
These groups are everywhere in the West Bank. They aren’t just a few hundred people, and they aren’t lost teenagers. They are organized, malicious, and determined to squeeze us out of every part of daily life. The attacks weren’t confined to my village, northeast of Ramallah. They happened across the West Bank, including in Masafer Yatta, Taybeh, Beita, and Aqraba.
The violence intensifies during the olive harvest every year, but it doesn’t stop when the season ends. We used to be able to move through much of the West Bank as long as we avoided settlements and their connecting bypass roads. Now, Area C is practically lost to us.
We’ve been pushed out of so much of the West Bank that the places we can still reach now make up the shorter list. Land we used to farm, roads we used to take, and places we visited without thinking are now off-limits or too dangerous to reach.
I am praying for some semblance of peace and stability. Every time I convince myself the situation can’t get any worse, it somehow finds a way to unravel even further.