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    Monday, August 21, 2006  
    MODERN DAY SHIBBOLETH
    Why is it that an Israeli can carry on in perfectly accented British, American or Australian English but come undone when they say Hezbollah (or Khizbollah as they pronounce it)?
    11:30 pm

    Sunday, August 06, 2006  
    The Lebanese are an indomitable and fatalistic people.
    A relative of my mother’s, encouraging her to go on a trip he was going to accompany her on that she was hesitant to undertake during these wartime conditions, said ‘’if one’s going to get hit by an Israeli bomb at the exact split second that they’re crossing a bridge then one’s time is most certainly up’’ (its meant to be).
    Going into Beirut last Wednesday evening, a service driver dropped me off a hundred meters or so away from my destination (a bridge to wait for another service) saying that it was obviously safer to avoid bridges.
    I managed to make it into Beirut where I caught up with some expat friends in a pub in Hamra – our pub in exile as our regular pub had shut down due to the war (‘’they bombed our chip shop’’).

    HEARD THE ONE ABOUT THE BUSLOAD OF IRISH FLEEING BEIRUT?
    Some of my expat friends have stayed and others have been evacuated.
    One of my British friends left on the first day of the war – he was in such a hurry to leave that he didn’t even wait for the Brits but went with the Irish in a bus to Damascus.
    Don’t know how he swung that one.
    Maybe he put on an accent and spoke a bit of blarney – ‘’ahoy there me maties ‘’ (not quite Irish but it will do).
    12:30 pm

     
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