About two weeks in the past, I had the wonderful alternative to journey alongside on a jeep trek all through the Judean Desert. I packed my peanut-butter-and-jelly-in-a-pita sandwich and headed for the hills. Crammed contained in the again of a 90’s banged-up Land Rover, we have been tossed backwards and forwards and up and down from the second we began off of the ‘official’ (aka paved) highway. However regardless of the blatant lack of seatbelts and the handy flat tire we acquired half manner there, it was magical. Trying previous the dusty glass home windows have been miles and miles of rolling earth, speckled with fraying inexperienced bushes and the occasional Bedouin baby working after our automobile together with his donkey. I imagined Moses and his gang traversing these hills, shuffling round within the warmth of the desert, not figuring out which manner was what, however figuring out that their manner was the fitting manner.
After 2 hours that appeared extra like 4 hours, we pulled as much as the start line of our long-awaited hike. Our information promised sweeping aerial views and a fascinating historical monastery perched upon the banks of an ever-surging river. So, we went. We launched into this journey, tiptoeing round cliff edges and leaping off of child boulders and sometimes stopping for an compulsory selfie. We finally reached the lookout level I suppose the information had been ready for the entire time. It was just like the universe knew we have been coming: the temperature was good for a light-weight sweater and a light-weight sweat and the birds greeted us with their singing. Outstretched earlier than us have been the sweeping views and the enchanting monastery and the river.
The river that reduce into the earth leading to a collection of staggering cliffs downwards. The river that the monks of the monastery used to stroll down a whole lot of steep steps for, simply to take a sip. The river that flows all yr spherical – fueled not by clouds, however as an alternative by bathrooms.
Yep, each single drop of this surging stream of water on this pretty, picturesque setting is pure sewage. This space is called the Kidron Valley and it runs from west Jerusalem, to east Jerusalem, into the Judean Desert, and pours out within the Lifeless Sea. The sewage water not solely corrupts a number of coveted holy websites alongside its route, but additionally is a significant conduit for ailments and an inhibitor for plant and animal progress.
So why would the ‘start-up’, desalination and reclamation nation simply let this occur?
In keeping with the Jerusalem Wastewater and Purification Enterprise, about 85% of the sewage within the Kidron Valley comes from East Jerusalem — a territory beneath shared jurisdiction between the Israeli authorities and the Palestinian Authority. And fairly unsurprisingly, the 2 haven’t been capable of attain an settlement on the right way to cope with all of their poop (some pun meant).
Sadly, this isn’t a brand new story. In keeping with the Israel Parks and Nature Authority, over 90% of sewage from the Palestinian cities flows completely untreated into 162 km of rivers and streams. The Kidron Valley is only a large, pungent instance of this.
Israel has the cash and the correct expertise to wash these rivers up, however attributable to political tensions, these assets aren’t being deployed. Many efforts have been made to debate joint options, however each time there’s a disagreement on the place, who, or how. With this disagreement, the mission falls to the wayside as every authorities waits for the opposite to crack. In the meantime, the issue continues to worsen.
However what if we forgot about borders for a second. What if we forgot about ‘mine’ and ‘yours’. What if we noticed this little sliver of the earth as merely earth? Possibly this sounds tremendous hippy-dippy and utopian, however it’s truly the best perspective. Whether or not you determine as a Palestinian or an Israeli, you continue to dwell on the identical land. You continue to must get up each morning and wash your face and brush your tooth and drink water. You’d nonetheless like to your children to have the ability to go play in a stream, or no less than not die from by accident getting too shut. I imply the drive behind the battle is a love for the land, proper?
