BYE BYE GAZA - Barry Chamish

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post, the American flag is waving in the wind. A sign
proclaims that the project manager is one Jerry Ray.
I start taking photos of the base with a cheap camera. The
guard asked what I was doing. I replied, "I'm a journalist
proving that a huge American military base is being
constructed on Israeli soil."
"What's wrong with that?" he asked. "Who else will protect us
from the Palestinians?"
"Where are the Americans?" I probed.
"What do you mean, they're everywhere here. Everyone in
charge is American."
We drove away. My friend at the wheel was even more
depressed than me. "It's a concentration camp," he said.
To witness Israel's loss of sovereignty, take Route 443 to the
Rosh Haayin junction. Drive ten minutes until you see Rantis
Junction. The sign points to Beit Arye, and Halamish. Turn
right. The base is a mile away on the left side. To salute the
American flag, turn left at the entrance road.
The base is located ten minutes from Ben Gurion Airport.
Luckily, a new terminal opened last year, so the Americans
have the spacious old terminal to store and move whatever
they're planning to import once Gush Katif and the rest of the
settler vermin are rid of.
The article prompted a reporter from a large American radio
network to call me. He wanted to see the base and
photograph it. I met him an hour later and off we went.
First stop, the base gate. The reporter is amazed to see the
American flag waving and to read on a sign that the
contractor for the base is an Arab named Mustafa. He notes