Chapter 16

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The chapter opens inside a prison cell block that never sees sunrise or night; harsh fluorescent lights blaze constantly and an officer walks the corridor, shouting “All present!” while counting inmates. Basil, confused and depressed, asks himself where he is, how long he will stay, and worries about being forgotten by older comrades. He observes fellow prisoners: Salih, who never speaks and sleeps with books; Adil; Hamza, who is berated by a guard; and Hani, who listens to lies. Basil boasts an imagined violent episode in which he ripped a guard’s eye out, killed a soldier, and was later released thanks to bail money, Red‑Cross help, and a mayor’s intervention.

A “technical hitch” apology interrupts a bizarre broadcast in which a “listener” is addressed with nonsensical chants (“Tum‑tarum, lum‑lalum…”) and a sarcastic commentary on the guard’s primitive face. Basil laughs, eats a boiled egg greedily, and is teased about his digestion.

The prison then organizes “the people’s school.” In one corner inmates study basic literacy, another prepares for elementary exams, and a third tackles high‑school courses. Salih and Elias study hard, while Hamza jokes loudly and swears at everyone. Lunch is described as disgusting, yet Basil eats ravenously. After lunch the prisoners are marched to the workshop; Basil, now called Abu al‑Izz, folds dozens of plastic bags and receives eight Umar cigarettes as payment. The other inmates share his cigarettes, warning him not to develop a smoking habit.

Evening assembly begins. Salih delivers a long political speech, rattling off terms such as “pragmatism,” “demagogy,” “capitalism,” “communism,” “socialism,” and “compradorism.” He blames Palestinian workers and their families for the country’s industrial stagnation, calls for reading, planning, and action, and urges the end of occupation so that oil wealth can be redistributed and industry built before the reserves run out. Basil, listening, feels his self‑confidence shaken and resolves to copy the big words from books.

Later, Basil mutters about stealing from Haj Abdullah: “Your crates of cola… pistachios… roast chickpeas…,” while fantasizing about the actress Suad Husni and sexual gratification. He declares he will become a “real man” once out of prison, craving factory girls who dance. The chapter closes with Basil’s chaotic inner monologue mixing hunger, lust, revolutionary slogans, and a promise to act on his “devilish plans.”