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First published July 1, 2014
The Sunni gatekeepers in Beirut had not been eager to welcome the Shia squatters and urban migrants as they made their way from the Bekaa Valley and the southern hinterland. The political order of Beirut, and of the Lebanese republic as a whole, rested on an accommodation between the Maronites and the Sunnies. The Shia were an afterthought, peasants trying to scrub themselves clean from their past. The lords of Sunni Beirut were scions of old bourgeois families—lawyers and merchants, judges and state functionaries. In their better days they had sprawling houses with gardens and knew the ease of what was still an intimate city. When they stepped out of their community they forged bonds with their peers in the city, the Greek Orthodox notables, city folks with polish and skills. The Sunni “street” was pan-Arabist in outlook, and it never really bothered with the Shia; the latter were the unwashed stepchildren.
Men get used to the troubles they know, and the Greater Middle East seems fated for grief and breakdown.