Man with the gas mask
Shows his face and opens his heart
He has the serenity of knowing where he stands. Tall. Down to his core. With Lebanon. And its people. Deeply rooted. All loving. Playful. Insanely humane.
How did this one introvert insurance professional end up becoming one of the Lebanese Thawra’s frontline revolutionaries?
After visiting with him for three hours over one cup of coffee (didn’t want to interrupt for a refill), I understand him a little better.
He’s rough on the outside, thoughtful, foul-mouthed, fit, gutsy, a man’s man, and what you see is what you get.
“Why are you doing this?”
He tells me what he knows. He knows that he loves Lebanon and the Lebanese. He loves Beirut. He loves the blown-up neighborhood of Gemmayze. He loves his village and the cedars of Lebanon. He’s genuine, selfless, and gives from his heart.
Just as he supports his family and works as a professional, he wants to serve Lebanon and its people. It pains him to see the Lebanese mistreated, and he does everything in his means to help and be there.
