Frontline’s Kate Seelye reports from Lebanon, offering a sobering look at forcible regime change’s only possible result:
I wonder today what new monster will emerge from this violence. What new expression of pain and desire for revenge. Four weeks into the bombing campaign, I’m just starting to feel the mood turn ugly. For the first three weeks, I was amazed by just how humane and gracious the Lebanese remained, especially the displaced, despite their incredible challenges. They patiently told their stories. They offered, with usual Lebanese hospitality, the few cigarettes they had, or a cup of tea. But for good reason, people here are starting to get fed up with journalists, especially Western journalists. Tempers are flaring; people don’t really want to talk to Americans, especially since Washington continues to provide Israel with the bombs that are killing their children.
“I will never forget,” a civil defense worker screamed at me just yesterday, after spending the night pulling bodies from an apartment building destroyed by a single Israeli bomb in a Beirut suburb. “I will never forget how that pig George Bush killed our children. In the same way,” he spat, “we will kill his children.”
The lighter side of the same: