Wednesday, February 13, 2008

A Hot Valentine...

Tomorrow’s shaping up to be steaming hot… And not in a good way, with the populace of “this” and “that” side geared up to a “clash of martyrs” on lover’s day.

A Valentine Breakup?…

At best, the latest events may yet unravel the country’s Gordian knot of intersecting interests, and cure our national “electile dysfunction”. Indeed, a quick round downtown shows that they are turning the entire place into some sort of fortress. Tomorrow will determine how plausible this scenario is; on one hand, Nasrallah may have indeed overplayed his hand, and we're indeed far from "we're all Hezb'O now"...

But Nasrallah is not fool; he “is only too aware” that “the Lebanese do not want another civil war”, and “has been using it to his advantage”. In Imad Mughniyeh, he may have lost the real brains behind his brawns, but the assassination and its precision shows that this ugly "game" of ours has grown in complexity, and escalated far beyond Lebanon (if it ever was local). This would mean that the local context matters little in our reading of events, and local actors matter even less. And so, born-again Lebanese they may be, but those who claim March 14th are at least partially sincere in their claims of wanting to avoid war (at least more than the other market offering). And in order to avoid bloodshed, they may be only "allowed" to posture, as Hezb'O is only allowed to grieve and protest. And they will all have little option but to merely inaugurate Chrysanthemums, and say each a few prayers for "their" martyrs…

Or in this case, inaugurate a couple of new monuments that just sprang up around the Saint George area; they should have been completed by this afternoon.


Valentine's Red...

Regardless of the outcome, one wishes the big boys will pause their pissing contest for that day, and grant us one last day of “insouciance” in the middle of the surrounding gloom. But then again, Valentine day started as a Christian recuperation of a Roman/Pagan fertility festival/celebration, only to turn into a marketing (re)fabrication.

In any case, red is the colour of the day, after all… So, to those of you enjoying the sights of downtown, be careful; those who commemorate Hariri’s assassination by Sisterly Syria (duh…) may face many still mourning the murder of Mughnyeh, who was just recently carried out by the Evil Zionist Empire (duh2…)…

And if it does not strike you as odd that, on the eve of lover’s day, the Lebanese strand ready to take revenge on one another for crimes committed by others, against other, then welcome to the beautiful world of “Rhinoceros”.

I am not sure if the fat lady will ever sing, or whether she will sing tomorrow, but I am certain she’s already having a good laugh at our expense.

3 comments:

Pazuzu said...

You know what really bothers me? My birthday is on the 13th, not only does Valentine's day overshadow mine but now Hariri's death overshadows valentine's day and make my birthday even more tricky and difficult!
But so far so good... no serious problems anywhere...

Anonymous said...

This valentine was chilly.
200 people showed up for Hariri Mafia Feb 14 camp and ... 200000 for Imad Mughniyeh.

Jeha said...

Happy B-Day, Pazuzu, may you only see bountiful springs, with Marduk appeased and Baal-Moloch away, as they did this valentine.

... And may some of our fellow Lebanese finally learn to count... And after they do, may they learn to add; only then can they realize that the net result of yesterday's pitiful pissing contest does not amount to much good for Lebanon.