Empty Streets

Several colleagues left work early today. “The situation,” they said, and they packed their bags and went. When I picked up my daughter from school this afternoon, there were only four kids left in her class of twenty-two. Her teacher hadn’t made it to class that morning either in anticipation of ‘things to come.’

My son already got a message from his school last night; they were closing their doors for the day. When I walk past a couple of taxi drivers gathered on a corner; they’re listening to a speech of Hezbollah’s Nasrallah on the car radio. “March 14 will give a conference at 4:30,” they tell me. So everybody’s speeching today, it seems.

The streets that are usually absolutely packed around this time of day are absolutely empty. When I get home, I read his speech. Not too pretty . (Note, it is a web site of the opposition). And March 14 calls for Martyrs Square demonstration at 6 p.m.

Will there be school today? We don’t know. Should I go to work tomorrow? Let’s wait and see what’s going the happen tonight. Maybe I should go and check out what’s happening in the town. The plot is definitely thickening.