Convoys of cars are roaming about at this moment in Beirut. Letting go of their horns and victorious screams. The loudspeakers fill the streets with speeches of Nassrallah and songs of victory. Did I mention the fire works? Yes there are fire works too despite the cease fire.
The instant the cease fire came into effect, at 8:00 AM local time, about one million displaced started their journey back to their homes, not caring about the remains of cluster bombs, not caring that most roads are unfit, not caring that their homes are gone. They simply returned.
The myth of the phoenix works. Today we rise from the ashes.
I went to the suburbs. Ghobeiri, Haret Hureik, Jamous Street, Roweiss, Bir al Abed, Mouawad, Sfeir, etc. The destruction can not be described. The photos (I will post later and can be found elsewhere) do not do the horror any justice.
Yet these places were crowded. Some were raising Lebanese flags over the rubbles.
An unexplainable sense of celebration filled the atmosphere mixed with the scent of gunpowder and smoke.
Bricks can be compensated, houses can be rebuilt, it is dignity that can not be retrieved once lost. Every one I saw honestly believed that their dignity and pride were preserved.
Bodies are still being removed from the rubbles of the buildings that were flattened in Rouweiss, Radouf yesterday (photo from Assafir). Tall buildings stood where the rubbles are. Numbers later. The other picture, also from Assafir is of the mother and children in Tyre area (Zein family in Bourj al Shmali) yesterday.
The mother’s last moments. Comforting her child by holding his hand.
Yes we love our children too. And our children know fear too.
And NO this picture is not doctored. NEITHER were the others.
The inflated and doctored Israeli ego has been punctured. Can you hear the fsssssssssss…