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                    THE LEGACY OF ARIEL SHARON

         This is a place of filth and blood which will forever
         be associated with Ariel Sharon. In Israel today, he
         may well be elected prime minister. Then he will be
         master of the most powerful nation in the Middle
         East; he will travel to America, he will visit the
         White House and shake hands with President
         George W Bush. But for everyone who stood in the
         Sabra and Chatila refugee camps in Beirut on 18
         September 1982, his name is synonymous with
         butchery; with bloated corpses and disembowelled
         women and dead babies, with rape and pillage and
         murder...

                       By Robert Fisk

[The Independent, UK, 6 February 2001]:

Even when I walk these fetid streets today, more than 18 years after
what was - by Israel's own definition of that much-misused phrase -
the worst single act of terrorism in modern Middle East history, the
ghosts haunt me still. Over there, on the side of the road leading to the
Sabra mosque, lay Mr Nouri, 90 years old, grey-bearded, in pyjamas
with a small woollen hat still on his head and a stick by his side. I
found him on a pile of garbage, on his back, fly-encrusted eyes staring
at the blazing sun. Just up the lane, I came across two women sitting
upright with their brains blown out, next to a cooking pot and a dead
horse. One of the women appeared to have had her stomach slit open.
A few metres away, I discovered the first babies, already black with
decomposition, scattered across the road like rubbish.

Yes, those of us who got into Sabra and Chatila before the murderers
left have our memories. The flies racing between the reeking bodies and
our faces, between dried blood and reporter's notebook, the hands of
watches still ticking on dead wrists. I clambered up a rampart of earth
- an abandoned bulldozer stood guiltily nearby - only to find, once I
was atop the mound, that it swayed beneath me. And I looked down
to find faces, elbows, mouths, a woman's legs protruding through the
soil. I had to hold on to these body parts to climb down the other side.
Then there was the pretty girl, her head surrounded by a halo of
clothes pegs, her blood still running from a hole in her back. We had
burst into the yard of her home, desperate to avoid the Israeli-uniformed
militiamen who still roamed the camp; coming in by the back door, we
had found her body as the murderers left by the front door.

And as I walked through the carnage on 18 September - the last day of
the three-day massacre - with Loren Jenkins of The Washington Post,
a fierce, tough, Colorado reporter, I remember how he stopped in
shock and disgust. And then, with as much energy as his lungs could
summon in the sweet, foul air, he shouted, "SHARON!" so loudly that
the name echoed off the crumpled walls above the bodies. "He's
responsible for this fucking mess," Jenkins roared. And that, just over
four months later - in more diplomatic words and in a report in which
the murderers were called "soldiers" - was what the Israeli commission
of enquiry decided. Sharon, who was minister of defence, bore "personal
responsibility", the Kahan commission stated, and recommended his
removal from office. Sharon resigned.

And so today, in this fetid, awful place, where Lebanese Muslim
militiamen were - three years later - to kill hundreds more Palestinians
in a war which produced no official inquiries, where scarcely 20 per
cent of the survivors still live, where brown mud and rubbish now
covers the mass grave of 600 of the 1982 victims, the Palestinians wait
to see if their tormentor will hold the highest office in the state of
Israel.

"Ariel Sharon was responsible," a well-dressed young man shouted at
us from an apartment balcony yesterday morning. And who could
disagree? Israel had invaded Lebanon on 6 June 1982 with a plan -
known to Sharon but not vouchsafed to his Likud prime minister,
Menachem Begin - to advance all the way to Beirut and surround
Yasser Arafat's Palestine Liberation Organisation guerrillas in the
Lebanese capital. Officially named "Operation Peace for Galilee" (the
real Israeli military codename was "Snowball"), the invasion was
supposedly a response to PLO rocket attacks across the Israeli border.

But the rocket attacks had followed a series of Israeli air-raids on
Lebanon which had ended a UN-brokered ceasefire and which were
supposedly in "retaliation" for the attempted murder of the Israeli
ambassador to London - though his would-be killers came from the
Abu Nidal group which had nothing to do with the PLO and hated
Arafat. But Sharon had anyway received an earlier American "green
light" for his operation from Alexander Haig in the spring of 1982.
After two months and almost 17,000 deaths, most of them civilians -
the majority killed by Israeli gunfire and air attack - the PLO
withdrew from Beirut under international protection, leaving their
unarmed families behind. At which point Sharon announced that 2,000
"terrorists" remained in the Sabra and Chatila camps. These mythical
"terrorists" prompted a small advance by Israeli tanks - contrary to an
agreement with Washington - towards the Palestinian camps. A
French UN officer who tried to photograph the advance was shot dead
by an "unknown" sniper. Sharon repeated his extraordinary claim that
"terrorists" remained in the camps. And it was then that the Christian
Lebanese president-elect, Bashir Gemayel - the leader of the Phalange
militia which had already murdered thousands of surrendering
Palestinians in the Tel el-Zaatar camp in 1976 - was assassinated.

Sharon paid his condolences to Gemayel's father, Pierre. He must have
known the old man's history. Pierre Gemayel had founded his party
after being inspired by the Olympics in Nazi Germany in 1936 ("I
liked their idea of order," he once confided to me). Not for nothing did
Israel's militia allies use the fascist "Phalange" as their name. As the
Christians prepared to bury their hero, Sharon - again contrary to
assurances he had given the Americans - ordered the Israeli army into
west Beirut to "restore order". The Israelis then asked the Christian
Phalange - armed and uniformed by Israel and allied to Israel since
1976 - to enter the Israeli-surrounded camps to "liquidate" the
"terrorists". Which is why, on Thursday 16 September, guided by
signposts which the Israelis had laid across a Beirut airport runway,
the Christian gunmen walked through the southern entrance of Chatila,
some of them drunk, a number on drugs - all under the eyes of the
Israelis - and embarked on a war crime.

Today, much scarred by later wars, the lanes of Chatila still follow the
same paths I walked down 18 years ago. There are always survivors
who have never told their stories to us before. Yesterday I wandered
up an alleyway - rippling with water pipes and running with rain and
sewage - to find a middle-aged woman buying tomatoes from a stall. I
was 30 metres from the road where I discovered Mr Nouri's body
almost two decades ago. She took me to her family home and
introduced me to her daughter, Nadia Salameh. Nadia was only 12
when Ariel Sharon's soldiers watched the Phalangist militia slaughter
their way through the camps.

"At the end of this alleyway outside our home, we were all shocked
by what we saw," she told me, her voice slowly rising with the
memory of horror. "I saw corpses there, seven deep, some
decapitated, others with their throats slit. One of our neighbours was
lying there, Um Ahmed Saad, and her body had grown big with the
heat. Her hands had been chopped off at the wrists. She used to wear a
lot of bracelets, a lot of gold. The Phalange obviously wanted the
gold."

Each house I enter contains the faded photographs of young men killed
in the war, some by Israel's allies, others by Shia Muslim gunmen in
the later 1985 camps war. But their memories have not faded. Old
Abdullah - he is 78 and pleaded with us not to use his family name -
talks without looking at me, eyes staring at the wall. The ghosts are
returning again. "The Phalange were led by Elie Hobeika," he said, "but
who sent them into the camps? The Israelis. And who was the defence
minister? Sharon. They put their tanks round the camp. I was part of a
delegation that tried to negotiate with them. We carried a white flag.
When we got near, there was a man's voice on a loudspeaker telling us
to have our identity cards ready. But I didn't have my ID. So I went
back home. And it turned out the loudspeaker was being used by a
Phalangist. And they murdered all the men in the delegation. I was the
only one to survive."

There was no doubt that the Israelis could see what the Lebanese
Christian Phalange were doing. The Kahan commission was later to
quote Lieutenant Avi Grabovski, deputy commander of an Israeli tank
unit that was helping to encircle the camp: he watched the murder of
five women and children and wanted to protest, but his battalion
commander had replied to another soldier who complained that "we
know, it's not to our liking, and don't interfere". Up to 2,000
Palestinians were murdered - two mass graves remain unexhumed in
Beirut - and Sharon's reputation, already besmirched by the much
earlier slaughter of more than 50 Palestinian civilians by his
Commando Unit 101, seemed as buried as the Palestinian victims.

But like the garbage that has collected over the only known mass
grave, the historical narrative - save for that of the survivors - has
become overgrown. History moves on. Arafat recognised Israel and
found himself trapped by an agreement that would give him neither a
real "Palestine" nor secure the return of the refugees - including those
in Sabra and Chatila - to what is now Israel. And the new leader of
Israel is, within hours, likely to be the man who allowed the killers
into the Beirut camps more than 18 years ago.

With power, of course, comes respect. CNN now calls Sharon "a
barrel-framed veteran general who has built a reputation for flattening
obstacles and reshaping Israel's landscape", while the BBC World
Service on Sunday managed to avoid the fateful words Sabra and
Chatila by referring only to his "chequered military career". As for
Nadia Salameh, "Sharon's role here shows what he is capable of. If
Sharon is elected, the whole peace process falls by the wayside
because he doesn't want peace." It's a relief to recall that up to a
million Israelis demonstrated their moral integrity in 1982 by
protesting in Tel Aviv against the massacre. And equally chilling to
reflect that some of those one million - if the polls are accurate -
may well be voting for Mr Sharon today.


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