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Satellite Imagery Reveals Destruction: Is Israel Pursuing Buffer Zones in Southern Lebanon?
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This past week had this revelation thrust upon me. I belong in Lebanon. But I do not fit. It started with me blogging about the Batroun cocaine scandal and my parents getting inundated with phone calls for me to pull the article offline. Some of those calls had been from a high-ranking priest. Others had threatened to pull their political strings. I had to abide. Everywhere I look, I am faced with the reality of people so untouchable that the mere idea of mentioning them would make me lose sleep. I am not a coward. As I sat pondering over this in my Achrafieh apartment, I was melting in the July heat. There was no electricity. It would only be a matter of minutes. But when those minutes turned to hours and those hours started doubling, I knew something was wrong. The situation persisted for a day. And two. And then three. So much so that after the only 50 minutes of electricity I had gotten on one of those days, I met up with some friends for a walk around Beirut. Perhaps alcohol-induced ignorance is really bliss. She immediately lost interest. It seemed that this girl and her friend had been hunting down foreigners and khalijis in Downtown Beirut, using an improvised accent to hook them. As I walked through Downtown and some very annoying people came flooding over me with their pleading for me to sit in one of their restaurants, I looked at the menus they were offering. And behold: the main dish every day for the entirety of summer is…. Our national dish is no longer tabboule or fattoush, but Saudi Kabse. Would you like some apple-flavored nicotine with your French steak, sir? Scattered around the area were ancient ruins as well, some of which had been demolished already in favor of the newer structures. Others stood defiant among restaurants, churches and mosques. I remembered the Phoenician port that was demolished and how some people thought that decision was wise. What use would the port be for tourists? Would the Khalijis like to visit the port? Because the entirety of the country now rests upon what the khalijis may or may not like. So we give them what we expect would bring them pleasure and say screw everything that is Lebanese. Our walk took us to Saifi village, a very beautiful place in Downtown Beirut. One of the shops there was selling khaliji clothes and nothing more. So I left the security zone known as Downtown Beirut and went back home. And there was no electricity still. I showered with whatever water I had left using a fluorescent light that I had left charging with whatever grid-coverage my house had gotten throughout the day. And then when the lights flickered, I decided to watch the news. Somehow, a very creepy looking bearded man riding a horse or a donkey and making fiery statements in Saida had made national news. Ahmad el Assir was followed by another bipolar segment about the Maronite Patriach and another statement of his that contradicted something he had said a day or two before. Then came on his Holiness Hassan Nasrallah because using any other prefix would get you shot to bestow upon us his eternal wisdom. When Nasrallah speaks, the Shiites rise. It is then that I decided to check the situation of my visa application at the French embassy for my trip during the month of August. The same notification popped up. So I decided to see if there was a possibility for the visa to be done before the 10 business days. Lebanon is one of them, obviously. What are the other countries that Lebanon was grouped with? The total is 39 countries. How many of us thought we were better than those countries? Not for the folks in the Eurozone. But it seems my passport is so low-grade that even my visa has to go through countless bureaucratic steps. My mind then wandered to my family in the US, how they are all US citizens, with the exception of my father, and how for the simple fact that they hold that navy-blue American passport, they have much more opportunities — the simplest of which is when it comes to traveling. But I shrugged the idea off. The following day, my friends were trying to come up with plans that involved going to the beach in Sour Tyr. I had my reservations on the matter. For the past few months, the only thing I had heard of Sour was about restaurants serving alcohol getting bombed and liquor shops getting forcibly closed. I had started to wonder if that part of the Lebanese South was slowly getting turned into New-Tehran. And even though I had never been past Saida, my interest in visiting Tyr had gotten very minimal. My friends told me my worry was unfounded. But when the minimal concept of people being free to drink whatever they want is lost upon some individuals, what would they think of me? Amid all of this, the citizens of Jal el Dib were busy throwing a tantrum. Their bridge had been demolished because it was a safety hazard and their commute time had increased by a few minutes. Totally unacceptable. What way of protest did they decide was the most suitable? Block the highway in both directions. That would teach the Lebanese something, sure. It seems that the concept of a person doing his or her job has escaped people in the country. But I digress. And I realized that these three people represent their societies, their families. I realized I have pitiful job prospects in a country of no national pride, no national unity, no electricity, no water, no internet, no security and — for the first time — no hope whatsoever. Can we nag? Would that lead anywhere? Can we talk about it? Would that get us anywhere? Can we do something about it? Would that change things? And they wonder why we look West in envy. What has shown over and over again is that the situation is hopeless. We thought we had learned from May 7th, And then many mini-May 7th took place in the space of a few weeks. We thought we had learned not to get swept by enticing political rhetoric. It only takes a leader a sentence to get his followers on or off the streets. I know I had said before not to take Lebanon lightly. But I believe that we get the country that we think we deserve. The sad reality is that the collective of the Lebanese population thinks they deserve shit. Living in this country for an extended period of time just makes you feel hopless. Like Like. You can work with your friends being different. Thank you for reading. Great post, my favorite so far about Lebanon on your blog. We belong to this land, to our homes. Moving on with the rest of your life sometimes requires saying goodbye. So much expectations after the war to end up where we are now. What a waste! What a shame! A country where everything and …. A country having seventeen different religions,but where people know nothing about their wisdom. A country lost in a sea populated with sharks of all kinds. If we did have some dreams of a better future,the past few years have showed us that they are just that dreams… Hopeless…and so very very sad. Thank you for reading Maryse. You put into words what I and many others have been feeling for a while now. We love our country. But I, like many, am becoming increasingly frustrated at how little hope there is in everything around me. Lebanon, I love you. I love you not. Every generation has its challenges, and ours is no different. The only difference is that our ancestors had more difficulty to travel, while we can at a relatively easier procedure. This only makes our fight even more daunting, adding temptation and a high-demanding society to the equation. That is why I agree with what you say, because me too, live in the same conditions. I know every dog has his day, and there will come a time where the unjust will be prosecuted one way or another. The key is to be a light-well of hope, no matter how dark your surroundings become. Our ancestors sure fought. But they were also helped immensely by shifting powers. The list goes on and on. Leaving Lebanon is nowhere near easy. They managed to rape our identity out of our bums. Holding hands and ready to defend whats left. Great write. You sound so defeated. Its sad when the people that observers outside the country lay their hopes on for a brighter future, lose hope themselves. Well more power to you, and others like you, you do deserve better and if you cant get it there, then you have every right to try and it elsewhere. This is the most beautiful article you have ever written on this blog. What you mentioned is exactly how I feel and think about these days. I lost hope a long time ago. I am not sure I ever had it in the first place. I lived during wartime beirut. Despite being torn to shreds, Lebanon was a beautiful place and Lebanese were kind loving people. Your optimism always made me smile. It is a pity to witness the helplessness in your tone. I am sad your post reinforced my faithfulness in Lebanese and the fast path they took to destroy a beautiful country. I was always happy — perhaps foolishly — that I felt optimistic about Lebanon despite everyone I knew feeling differently, even my best friends. Lebanon is a beautiful place. I only need to go home to see that. But the people are becoming ugly — not in their personalities but towards their country. This may sound weird coming from me, but I truly believe you and other Lebanese deserve better. If there are enough others who feel the same way, maybe you can make a difference. Have you learned nothing? I am now convinced my friends were right, i was wrong, there is no hope in our country. Believe it or not, it pains me the most to see how irresponsible we are towards our beautiful sea and our environment, its too painful to watch people just trash this country without a flinch. I am not a defeatist, i just want to live and this is not a life. I will take the flag with me though, and I am proud to be Lebanese, just not happy or satisfied to be in Lebanon anymore. I have two more years of med school before leaving becomes a possibility. But you are right. I enjoyed reading each and every word and as I came closer to the end of this article, I kept wishing dearly that it would not conclude. I found myself nodding at every point you made and agreeing, very sadly, that our country has become hopeless. This polarization we see today, once a vanguard of Lebanese culture, is very unhealthy and we may be headed in a very dark place. A part of me wants to keep hoping as well. And then things happen which make that part go away even more. Thank you for taking the time to read this. Well, NO, sorry but I refuse to give up on my principles just because the vast majority of the population has!! Just because there is no one to enforce the law to write me a ticket if I cross a red light, if I go over the speed limit, if I litter…. Thank you for taking the time to read it. If only it were that easy. To say this is brilliant would be stating the obvious. One of your best. Thank you for writing it. You expressed what has been going in my mind for a long time. This is the best I can do right now… this left me speechless. I think you need a thousand arms for comfort — but I can offer only two. Maybe helpful against your despair over Lebanon and the Lebanese? Keep on dreaming! As it is, what is a satisfying explanation for the ongoing stagnation in your society? Is it religious, economical, political, cultural, based on personal and social relations of domination and submission? What is it? Why does it not work in Lebanon and what do you need to find back hope and perspective? All best and more from Amsterdam, Netherlands, Alaskis,. That was a guest post. Lebanese people abide by the laws and regulations of the countries they go to. Here, whatever laws we have are always made to be broken. Dear Lynn I really disagree with everything you said, and the way you said it shows that you are just saying this to defend someone who got mentioned in this article. If everything we are going through seems that easy and normal for you, then I think something is wrong with you. I would really love to see you daring to compare our beloved Lebanon to any developed country. I know what respecting the armed force is, I know what respecting other people is, and I know what rights and responsibilities must be. Thank you Elie for this article, I just wish those who are in control start for once, listening to the young generation. We were happy when we saw young people get to the parliament, and we hoped they could be the driving motor for the real change, but unfortunately, not a single one of them was up to it. I guess all we have to do is keep on working for a better future, keep on trying to erase the fear we are living in, and keep on hoping for the Lebanon that we long to. Elie seemed like a positive chap in his other posts, and we need more meaningful positivity, not whining blues. This is the latter. Thank you Milad for taking the time to read the article. Hopefully we can change things. But the more I Lebanese people I meet and see, the more I think the possibility of anything improving is dismal at best. I think this is all very sad and it breaks my heart. Just yesterday my mother was stuck in the sarba road block for countless hours. I blogged about that as well. Just because a couple of restaurants serve their food and a shop sells their clothes? There are many places in southern Spain that serve fish n chips to cater to the large amount of British tourists that they get. Of course Lebanon has lots of issues to deal with, just like any developing country. Addressing these issues and discussing them is great, saying that Lebanon is shit just means that maybe you should leave the country and spare us your negative energy. I hate the fact that my country finds it very suitable to flex itself the way it thinks they want and it loses itself in the process. Are they doing it for us? Kabse can be on the menu for all I care. But why brag it? Do the SPanish restaurants put up posters outside telling everyone about their fish n chips? Man live a few years in London, and you will surely see the negative points in Lebanon political fiasco, kahraba, jobs, some narrow minded people, some talk from 3asrel 7ajar but also all the positive points in Lebanon. You should not lose hope. If each believe in a positive change they can do, so be it. Yalla 3iche life is short. I can see how bad it must of been to be receiving all these calls to take down your article. And honestly i do not think you should of taken it down, self censorship is a bitch and once you start , where do you draw the line! So what priests are calling your family , so what your getting hate mail. When you say the truth, this is expected, how you handle it is up to you. However i think was wrong, keep your article up! And keep posting the truth, Lebanon will catch up and all those fuck heads who rely on censoring the truth will eventually lose. Dont leave hang in there and keep speaking the truth! Juste remember No One said it will b easy but at least its worth it. You have beautifully put in words what a lot of us mumble in grudges and exhalations. Are you sure you want to waste your talent and youth in med school and not just keep writing? I finished med school at the lebanese university. Simply, the bare naked stupidity of a people sinking deeper and deeper and grasping onto almost eveything in their fall. So i left…. I went to france first, for 2 beautiful years. I fell in love with the people, the liberty they cherish as a national heritage, the libretarianism, the progressive governments and the culture. Then for the sake of higher medical education i left for the US. My libretarian visions of society suffered a bit there by the conservativism, but I learned the meaning of hard work and of real achievements. I could understand why the US ranked amongst the first economies in the world, why the american dream, of owning your house on the prairie or in the suburbs , was achievable to most. For the first time in my life, I felt proud to have a nationality. I know way too much lebanese horror medicine stories that would keep you up all night long. But the more time you spend abroad, the more reality sets in. Go back and do what? Remember why you left in the first place? You were not pampered and you had to earn the hard way every single dime. Thank god for the quality time with my family and friends otherwise I would never go back, what shitty tourism is this tourism that we pretend we have? Spend some of your vacation time visiting jamaica, the bahamas, europe, peru, argentina, …. Life is short, the world is filled with beautiful places, and the lebanese tourism industry? Anyhow you caught me on a bad mood day, I should be preparing for some national board exam next week. Elie Fares I will find and add you on facebook Jad and when the time comes for your US move I could help you out with some advice and more. Thank you for your comment Jad. I remember being in Spain last year and we had to wait in line for something. Some of the Lebanese in my group decided that waiting in line was way beneath them. So what they did was to bypass it. And I stood there. Because this is what a respectable person should do. And I got insulted by Brazilians because of what those other Lebanese did. And I took it. Because they had a point. Because I had nothing to say to them in reply. When I finish medical school in a couple of years, my residency will be in the US, hopefully. Many Lebanese keep telling me: you will want to come back. They keep telling me that those countries also have their share of problems. And somehow many Lebanese confuse that with our current state. I still think that — despite everything — we are by far the best country in the region. But to say that we are the best country would be very foolish it would turn laughable. Leonardo da Vinci had the Mona Lisa, well buddy you have this. Chaos is they way life in this country, stupified by religion is what drives this ignorance. I am happy to see people who still think in this country maybe hope exists. I thank you for speaking my mind. The first thing that came to my mind as I was reading your blog, is my own state of mind after my trip to Japan. Living the power outages all over again, reading about all the crimes that are committed in broad day light , hearing what this or that leader said and how they all are convinced they are assuring the best interest of our country. The simple fact that certain families extort money from shops around my block, in return for the right to open or else they burn the shop at night, gets on my nerves. Those perceived judgments my friend are what keeps our country in peril. Those judgments give the right to a Saudi guy to say to me and my friends in downtown that he can buy us worthless Lebanese with his money. It just breaks my heart that our government literally begs money from other nations, while most of our countrymen are absent minded and ignorant. The fact the Japanese culture had a huge impact on me, left me in a state of wishful thinking. I wanted my country to be like Japan. However reality came down on me like an avalanche burying me deep in despair. I wanted to leave this country, to head to Japan and live there, but then it hit me. Japanese people built their country with mere stubbornness. Two atomic bombs were dropped at Japan in , harvesting , souls instantly and leaving damages that still reside today. Before that Japan was a nation closed on itself, with no foreigners allowed in the county. And today 67 years after 2 atomic bombs the Japanese build one of the most modern civilizations today. I think of myself as a partner in the crimes that tears my county apart today if I left. One day when citizens from France and the US will wait 10 business days for their applications to be processed. One day when we bestow revenge upon every country, person, and organization that belittled our county, no matter how childish this is. Neither is your desert-ful attitude healthy at all. Those same countries you are talking about are the reason we are at such condition. I am talking about the whole world looking down at Lebanon as a weak nation, and unfortunately we havent got enough awareness as Lebanese people to stand united and say the hell with the whole world. Well I might as well be the first one to say it. For example, Japan is one of those countries that look down at us. But you seem to like Japan. I want my country to become good enough for me. Pingback: Congratulations Lebanon. Pingback: 3askar 3a Min? We are the future. I am Lebanese but I live in Sweden, my only dream is to finish my uni here and move down to Lebanon. WE are the future. Its , Im reading this post as Im searching for ways to leave Lebanon. And oh, no more khaligis! All what is left is us Lebanese finding new ways to survive rather than live. How can we when the majority of people is still following the immortal political names? Whats sad is that some people still have hope. But when they realize how bad things are in here the truth just shocks them. There is no HOPE! We cant torture ourselves with the fact that things might change. They never did, wont and never will. The only hope is leaving Lebanon. They had it since the beginning of time and no one else will have it. Stick to whatever you have and build on it. The seats here have already been taken. Just came across this blog!! Totally agree!! I have one othwe thing to say about the Lebanese, that many of you may not have ever thought…you can take a Lebanese out of the country, but u can never take the country out of them… Th most patriotic people I have ever known. So much so they cannot see the absolute mess the country is in, till this day. How can people live this way, day in day out! How can that be??? It is a hopeless situation…. Share this:. Like Loading Bookmark the permalink. If we did have some dreams of a better future,the past few years have showed us that they are just that dreams… Hopeless…and so very very sad Like Like. I got so much goosebumps I read it three times. Thank you for reading, Lara. Thank you for reading Elie. That last sentence is well said. The list goes on. Thank you for reading! Great write Like Like. Keep up the writing though, I love your opinions! Wow thank you! Making a difference is so difficult that the possibility of it has become laughable. I am as hopeless as you have become, if not more, but a part of me wants to keep hoping. This is so amazing I feel like I have to thank you, so thanks! Thank you Ahmad. Loved loved this article! Wow, thank you for reading! Man, have you ever thought about the Masonic hidden hand in all this doom? Ironically, it is. This country disgusts me. How sad. Why the melodrama? This is melodrama? Sometimes, Mr. G, a sense of realism is what this country needs. Juste remember No One said it will b easy but at least its worth it Like Like. Come back to me when your family is threatened. Elie, You have beautifully put in words what a lot of us mumble in grudges and exhalations. So i left… I went to france first, for 2 beautiful years. Elie Fares I will find and add you on facebook Jad and when the time comes for your US move I could help you out with some advice and more Stay in touch and never lsoe hope, keep writing Like Like. Thanks again for your comment and I hope you keep reading the blog and providing feedback. Btw ur from ebrine???? Yes I am. I had the same feeling 35 years ago, I failed to fit so I moved. However I still belong. Thank you, its nice to know that. Leave a comment Cancel reply. Comment Reblog Subscribe Subscribed. Sign me up. Already have a WordPress. Log in now.
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