Friday, February 15, 2013

Hizballuvya, Baby!

A pair of Lebanese journalists from opposing sides of the Lebanon/Hizballah divide, on set recently at Hizballah’s Al Manar TV for a chat about Syria, lost control of themselves, going after one another with fury. Or rather, one of them—the one associated with the March 8 Movement, the pro-Assad, pro-Hizballah, anti-freedom face of Lebanon—went after the other—the one affiliated with the March 14 Alliance, the anti-Syrian, anti-Hizballah movement born during the Cedar Revolution of 2005, after Bashar Assad had Lebanese prime minister Rafik Hariri assassinated—accusing him of having been in cahoots with Ariel Sharon, of kissing the hands and feet of Condoleezza Rice, and of recruiting “collaborationists” for Israel.

Thanks to MEMRI, we non-Arabic–speakers have all this and more on tape. At one point, Mr. March 8 Movement becomes so enraged he is no longer able to hold his water—literally—and splashes it in the face of the Sharon-loving, Condi-kissing, collaborationist, Mr. March 14. He douses his host, too, whose only (apparent) crime is the immense ludicrousness of trying to force the pair to shake hands.

This would be very amusing—a pox on all your houses, whatever your dates—if the apparition of our new secretary of state, John Kerry, weren’t hovering over the proceedings, and any others involving the Middle East—in particular Syria, and what to do about his dear friend the Butcher of Damascus—like a fog of grease in an unvented kitchen. “This is a complicated time in the world,” he said just the other day, and so it is, indeed. Still, “Were taking a look at what steps, if any, diplomatic particularly, might be able to be taken in an effort to try to reduce that violence and deal with that situation.” 

Been down that road so long, it looks just like Hizballah hell to me. But hes secretary of state, and hes a foreign policy expert, and hes married to Heinz Ketchup, so what do I know?