Ajjor owns a furniture factory within eyeshot of the Gaza-Israel border and can point out the gate through which not too long ago his products were shipped to Israel.
Perhaps the mass of burning cars and feral, knife-toting children just out of eyeshot at least explained why the postal service had not been able to deliver the mass of free consoles from PR companies, along with the sheafs of libel writs everybody gets in the UK all the time.