From 1949 till late 1966 the Israeli government decided to consider
all its Palestinians citizens a “hostile population “. All major Arab
population centers were governed by military administrations and divided
into four districts.
Seven Arab villages, including Kafr Qasim, all along the green line,
were considered as high infiltration threats. The villages were
patrolled regularly by border police (Magav) under the command of
Israeli army brigade commander Colonel Issachar Shadmi. Those villages,
containing some 40, 000 villagers, were called the Central District.
October 29, 1956
On the day of the massacre, the Israeli army decided to place all
seven villages along the green line under a curfew called the War Time
Curfew, from 5 in the evening until 6 the following morning. Israeli
soldiers were instructed to shoot and kill any villager violating the
curfew.
Even though the border police troops were given the order by their
commander at 3:30 in the afternoon, they only informed the mayor of Kafr
Qasim about an hour later, leaving a window of 30 minutes for the 400
villagers working in the fields or outside the village to come back
home.
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“News is what someone wants to suppress. Everything else is advertising”. — former NBC news President Rubin Frank
Asked to give a toast before the prestigious New York Press Club in 1880, John Swinton, the former Chief of Staff at the New York Sun, made this candid confession [it's worth noting that Swinton was called "The Dean of His Profession" by other newsmen, who admired him greatly]:
” There is no such thing, at this date of the world’s history, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dares to write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be so foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job.
If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my paper, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth; to lie outright; to pervert; to vilify; to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell the country for his daily bread. You know it and I know it and what folly is this toasting an independent press. We are the tools and vassals of the rich men behind the scenes. We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes. “
*Who Controls the News? (Part 1)
*Who Controls the News? (Part 2)