We have won; down town was reclaimed, and all is rosy again.
Marcel Ghanem and guests in a vast array of eye blinding colored neck ties; launched the summer “festival of Lebanese prosperity” (replacing the launching of Lebanon festival which was due to take place on the stairs of Gemayzeh on the 13th of May under the patronage of Sarkiss and Allouch [Fuck them both] ).
Such an ugly display of irrelevance and an uncalled display of jubilation, made me realize how deeply fucked up Lebanon was. The notion of “commerçant par excellence ” was tonight poking me in the eye. Interviews were conducted, and the people spoke (they sang as well)!
To say what? That their main concern was to get by and hope for better days to come? To accept what was imposed (yet again) and use the excuse of “a lesser of two evils”?
To all those “one night revelers”, take heed, for come one day your children will hold you accountable for the path you have carved for them.
TFEH!
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