Blogging The Casbah: 2011-11-06

Friday, November 11, 2011

Regional War: Attack on Iran will 'ignite' full scale Middle Eastern War - Nasrallah

Following the IAEA's report about Iran and their nuclear weapons program, just about everyone has been asking: Will Hezbollah, Hamas, Syria, and various factions in Iraq, Bahrain, Yemen, and Afghanistan follow in retaliation?

As the Arab Spring (and I guess people are now calling it the "Arab winter") taught us, anything is possible. People, parties, and states can do anything.

So I have no idea what will happen across the Shia crescent if Israel, the US, or a coalition including Britian, decides that surgical airstrikes against Iran's nuclear facilities are a good idea. Hell, maybe they're not even sure . . . But one thing is:

This week, Secretary General, of Hezbollah, Hassan Nasrallah, said this:

“The [US] must understand that war on Iran and Syria will not remain [restricted] in these two countries but will spread to other countries in the region. We are not issuing any threats but this is the reality."

“The era of weakness and [submission] to the US or Israel is over. We have entered the era of victories."

I'd count Hezbollah in. And as Nasrallah also pointed out in his speech, Hezbollah's rocket arsenal has increased dramatically since 2006.

Middle East could be in for a massive bummer.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

A raw feeling from the West Bank

I was going through my morning emails and Facebook and all other forms of communication in which people get a hold of me, and I came across an interesting Facebook rant by a Palestinian intellectual dude I met in Nablus a few years ago.

It's a little hysterical, but he has a point. And here is what he wrote, verbatim:


White people go to Africa, come back with the famous facebook profile picture "ohh look at me with those black children, so cute"

Then, they go to Palestine, same shit. "if they found Black Palestinian kids, this will save cash and time", same apply on south east Asian country"well every god dame poor country".
and the only thing you see, is the facebook profile picture...

White ppl changing the world, one profile picture at a time

P.S: if it war zone its even hotter. "mainly countries live under western occupation"

P.P.S: This is something I calls colonialist tourism, ohh wait, u r not a tourist, u r helping, u posted a Profile Picture on facebook.

P.P.P.S: Many ppl will get angry from me for this status

P.P.P.P.S: Delete me!

P.P.P.P.P.S: Fuck you, Respectfully :)
Nothing like a raw feeling to be uttered, eh? And so in other news, Lebanon has banned Steven Spielberg's name to be shown on his movie credits . . . I believe because he is "Jewish." Though not Israeli. Lot of pent of rage, I guess.


Update: Two must reads on Iran today, here & here.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

President Ahmadinejad says Iran "will not retreat"

WELL . . . now that every Tom, Dick and Hussein had heard of the IAEA's report on Iran this week, it only seems fit for Iran's president to utter a response. And really, it's quite good:

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

In case you haven't seen . . .

Every so often I like to post the YouTube promotional video for Surfing the Middle East. It's below, and . . . here is a link to the YouTube Channel for all the raw videos that I captured while surfing from Israel to Lebanon, around the closed border.


Monday, November 7, 2011

Mad-Hell Gonzo: John Pedro Schwartz pulls an "easy rider" thru Syria

On the subject of Mad-Hell Gonzo, John Pedro Schwartz, a Mexican-American from Texas teaching English literature at the American University of Beirut, rode his motorcycle from Lebanon to Syria last month. He filed this first-person report with Foreign Policy.

Apparently, he just wanted to check it out. And why not? Isn't that what Robert Fisk did when Hafez put down all those cats in Homs oh so many decades ago? Just sneak in. Here is an excerpt from his article:

After breakfasting on goat-cheese sandwich wraps and freshly squeezed orange juice, I break the ice with two men in their mid-30s who are sitting at a plastic table just outside the rear entrance to the restaurant. Upon explaining that I’m a Texan professor from American University of Beirut, fresh from Hama on a motorcycle trip, they open up on the subject of politics.

“America good,” Mahmoud says. “France good.” “Russia-” at the evocation of the Syrian government’s ally, he stamps on the concrete pavement with a grimace. “China-” the same disdainful gesture.

The two of them demonstrate every evening, they tell me. When the sun goes down, thousands fill the streets, calling for the fall of the regime. “And they kill us,” Mahmoud says.

“Who kills you?”

“Hezbollah and Iran.”

“How do you know?”

Mahmoud draws his hand down over his face to a point, suggesting the beard that many members of the Lebanese Shiite militant organization Hezbollah wear. “The way they speak,” he adds. This is a common, if controversial, claim made by Syrian activists — that the Assad regime has brought in mercenaries to help crush the protests, their southern Lebanese and Persian accents a giveaway.

Mahmoud looks up at me, an idea forming on his face. “Do you have a camera?”

“No.”

“Will you stay here tonight?”

“No. I have to work in Beirut tomorrow.”

Disappointed, he pauses for a moment. Then: “You are a professor at American University of Beirut. I want you to tell the world what is happening. Do you want to go to see the bullet holes?”

“Yes, I want to go to see the bullet holes.”

He looks over at Bilal and asks him to come with us. Bilal, smoking, casts a wary glance down the street and does not answer. He is weighing the odds — if they get caught showing a foreigner around sensitive sites, they will likely be imprisoned and tortured. “Will you come? Will you come?” Mahmoud asks. Bilal is smoking, looking away, smoking, thinking. But Mahmoud insists, repeating the question a half-dozen times. Finally, Bilal nods.

“You are not American. You do not speak,” Mahmoud warns me as we hail a taxi. Five minutes later, we step out onto Bab al-Sebaa Street where there is no movement and no noise and nothing is open, and three tanks manned by six armed soldiers have their turreted guns pointed at our backs as we make our way, slowly, down the street.