Everything’s a refugee camp. I used to go through a “refugee camp” along Highway 60 from Kiryat Arba to Jerusalem, and they had a nice new mosque and madrassah, as well as many shops and roadside vegetable stands, with signs in Hebrew and Arabic. Sometimes at night, there’d be no street lights, because a local gang had stolen them and was selling them back to the “refugee camp” administration.
I’ve also seen at least one “refugee camp” within the Jerusalem city limits, with an UNRWA office overlooking it all, but solid houses and paved streets.
It’s a racket.
Interesting.
Sometimes at night, there’d be no street lights, because a local gang had stolen them and was selling them back to the “refugee camp” administration.
Sam book, different chapter: A contractor developed a mapping metal detector for us. In about 1998 or so they contracted with the UN weapons inspectors (Saddam and his proscribed materials) to find buried stuff in the desert. Parts of their equipment would disappear and be available at the roadside market the next day.