Dead Bird

Everybody (in my part of town) is all happy (If there is anything I learned this past week, it is that there are different parts of town.). The Hezbollah tent city down town is being dismantled, and the politicians came back from Doha, all buddy buddy, with an agreement (of nothing).

What an incompetent bunch. It is an insult to my intelligence.

I think the Lebanese – who suddenly all seem to be very happy and enthusiastic and optimistic about the future - are happy with a dead bird, but who am I to rain on their parade? This is something like a postponement of the execution. It will come; just not now, but a little later.

The grafitti is still there, but the occupiers have gone.

This was sprayed on a wall in a mountain village above Beirut some 23 years ago. It was a sign for the invading Israeli army. What it says I don't know (Someon help me out?).

But one consolation; in the end, nothing ever stays the way it is in this country. All the new grafitti, the display of guns; it won’t last. It think it was Sharon who compared Lebanon to a swamp. One you get in there, you get stuck, and there is no way you can make it out in one piece. You stick your nose into this country’s business, you’re going to get burned! It is for us just to sit it out the storm.