Soldier: The 'Pharmacy’ Post (in Hebron) was a real harassment post. One of our guys would catch kids, make them spread their legs against the wall, hit them between the legs with a metal rod and go: 'Sing, repeat after me!’ 'No, no way!’ They had to shout the Israeli national anthem after him … And if they didn’t sing on beat, they’d get a blow with that rod to their knee. 'Exactly as I say it!’ on a regular basis. Always it was a permanent harassment spot. People would be kept locked up inside, old men, and detonators would be thrown in where they were held. Regularly. Just like that. Bullshit. Our battalion was known for these things. The soldiers were already sick of guard duty, so they thought, if I’m going out of my mind, let them go out of their minds, too. You know these things. This nonsense. Listen, you get desperate.