From someone in Lebanon
(from a swell davidson county democrat. this was in the inbox this morning -- b)
From someone in Lebanon
I have a friend who taught at American University in Cairo who now lives back in the states. She has a friend in Lebanon who wrote her. You might find this interesting.
Tue, 25 Jul 2006 06:13:53 -0400
Just a little more on why I cannot watch the news.
I don’t know exactly what you’ve been watching, but I do know this—There is a huge disconnect between reality and the words and the policies and the blah blah blah we love Israel, here you go, have some more missiles direct from the united states to target “Hezbollah targets”—oops, I mean innocent families who were trying to flee. Oops, I mean hundreds of innocent people who happen to be Shi’a (50 percent of the Lebanese people—and maybe they do support Hezbollah, because Hezbollah is also a political party, and because they give economic and social support to poor people. So if you are poor and Shia, who will you support? The Christian guy? The Druze guy? The people who were your enemies in the civil war?).
I do not support the Hezbollah. I do not think they are the good guys. But this war is not targeting them—at least not anymore. How would you feel if a group of, oh, I don’t know, radical NRA members did something stupid, kidnapped some Russians…and so Russia decided to destroy rural America because that’s where Republicans live (some of whom support the NRA (perhaps legitimately, correct?), a very few of whom are crazy)? (Pretending for a minute that the US would not or could not respond to repel an attack.) It’s not a good parallel, but my point is that these are NORMAL PEOPLE, and it is a sovereign country under attack.
And the media here does not hide the truth as it does in the states. And it doesn’t take seeing many disemboweled children, babies ripped into pieces, bodies being accepted by the same UN people who rejected them as living refugees, before you cannot see any more.
I’m doing ok. I still jump at loud noises. The hardest thing, I think, is being disconnected from people who have had common experiences. In Beirut, on the boat, I felt like at least we were all in this together…
Thanks for all your responses. I really appreciate it.
Agnus dei, qui tolis peccata mundi, miserere nobis….dona nobis pacem.