Maya Talih
At noon on Sunday, there was not a sound to be heard in Beirut, save for the distant echoes of the television sets reverberating the voice of Sayyid Hassan and the meticulous c
hanting of his followers. The streets were empty, Lebanese were glued to their televisions to listen to a speech they believed would foretell their fate. Will their fears crystallize or will they for once be blissfully surprised? Their fears will crystallize, Hizbullah and their allies will go to the streets. When I speak of Lebanese, I am referring to a segment of civilians who, despite their political inclinations, are just that. Civilians, Lebanese, people who cannot afford to leave and some who do not want to leave, people whose fate is perpetually linked to the fate of this land. Demonstrations to them mean difficulty getting to work, difficulty getting their children to school, and a re-paralysis of the economy.
As I was not amongst those chanting as Sayyid Hassan spoke, I was able to hear what he said, and I listened with every part of me as I had many questions I wanted answered. But his speech left me unsated, and seemed to me, an exploitation of mob emotions. To accusations of planting a state within a state, his response was the accusation is silly. To accusations that the kidnapping of the two Israeli soldiers was in an effort to divert attention from Iran’s nuclear files, his response, again, was the accusation is silly. If the accusation is silly but a large faction of the country believes it, then give them an explanation, as beneath you as it may be, it will at least silence the accusers. Some statements were so condescending, they were almost insulting, in particular, when Sayyid Hassan said that even if university professors explaining the constitution claim that the government is still legitimate, their students know better, and their students have claimed the opposite. That, to me, was shocking, I was angry at first but laughed afterwards, one has to see the humour in such ridiculous statements.
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