I was doing some housework when my husband wakes up. I’m in a good mood today, so I finish what I’m doing, and I decide to pause my housework to spend some time with him. But I keep hearing noises from the other room and the word explosion a lot. My husband likes to turn the news on as soon as he wakes up so that his already sour mood could be destroyed if you know what I mean. I’m more of a morning person, although when I stay up after dawn to prep for my son’s mornings in school, it kind of ruins my mornings for me, because my son is like my husband. He likes to sleep in, and he always wakes up in a bad mood.
Anyway, so I walk in dressed up anyway, and I hear this woman hiding behind a car, trying to film the scene, saying: I won’t say who is shooting who on-air, because I don’t want any repercussions. This woman, with fear in her voice, is afraid of being shot! There is the sound of gunshots I’m so used to hearing by now, but this time it’s continuous. I was really scared for the woman. Turns out, from what I understood, there was a protest in Beirut, which turned into a shootout, and the army had to pull up.
They’re still shooting, and people are wounded. Despite who they are, who gave them the guns and ammunition? Now I’m not an expert in politics, but something smells fishy here. The government seem to feed on people killing each other, and people seem stupid enough to fall for the trap.
Oh well. I now go on with my day, my mood turned sour, only exacerbated by a surprise visit that turned out to be a visit to brag. I’m just sipping on my tea. I couldn’t care less about the things some people brag about. It’s just petty, you know, given people are shooting each other, the dollar went up from 15,000 to 21,000 and everywhere you look, there is trash. My son is bothered about it. He said, “one day, I’m going to clean it all up”. I’m glad he still has the desire to do something about it. I swing between compliance and the desire to flee.
Oh, and don’t forget about covid. The Lebanese government, except for the schooling system, seems to have forgotten.