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Nasrallah’s Gallows Humor Comes Back to Haunt Lebanon

Nasrallah’s Gallows Humor Comes Back to Haunt Lebanon

Hezbollah’s leader is a master of ceremonies and narrative. The head of arguably the world’s most powerful nonstate militant group is blessed with an auteur’s sense of theatrics and spectacle. He exemplified the tenaciousness of the Lebanese and their exceptionalism, capable of achieving what the world bet they could not. Someone I could be proud of, despite not agreeing with everything he did and stood for. But our heroes in the Arab world never last. Nasrallah is no exception.

‘I Will Kill Myself’: The Enduring Nightmare of Lebanon’s Kafala System

‘I Will Kill Myself’: The Enduring Nightmare of Lebanon’s Kafala System

The hours felt endless. Hours “where you wonder why they took your documents, kept your mobile phone, and then you realize, only a few weeks later, that it is their way of controlling you. They got you, they can blackmail you, you are their merchandise.”

Parting the Seas

Parting the Seas

With Lebanon’s political class promising that untold riches were right around the corner, Hezbollah, apparently, did not wish to be the proverbial skunk at the garden party.

Frederic C. Hof
Fifty Years after Lebanon’s Last State-builder

Fifty Years after Lebanon’s Last State-builder

Chehab’s central idea – replace the missing sultanate with a modern nation-state and a government guided by the consent of the governed – remained fixed in the minds of his most fervent supporters. Yet even they found themselves either exiled or politically marginalized within Lebanon.

Frederic C. Hof
For Lebanon There’s One Road out of Hell

For Lebanon There’s One Road out of Hell

Many people were baffled when President Michel Aoun recently said at a press conference that Lebanon could be on its way to hell. I, too, was baffled. How can we be on our way to hell if we had already arrived months ago?

Kareem Chehayeb
It Felt Like Love

It Felt Like Love

It felt like love, that initial part of the thawra. Like love, there was a total transformation of consciousness from the solitary I to the rapturous we, only here we was the people, al-shaab, al-shaab al-lubnani.

Lina Mounzer