I am writing to you at the table overlooking the large flexible tree, survivor of the disaster of August 4, 2020 [ce jour-là, une gigantesque explosion dans le port de Beyrouth éventrait la capitale, faisant plus de 200 morts]. A May wind plays in its branches and it lets itself go with great joyful gestures. From time to time, between the trills of returning birds, a few untimely gunshots burst out, a folklore that does not exist where you live. There are humans here who don’t have the discretion of trees. Their emotions are loud and dangerous to others.
It’s not really their fault. From their childhood, a father or an uncle, necessarily a supporter of some “political” formation still rooted in the 1980s, showed them the family jewel, and how it clicks, and you insert the case, and you you will be a man, my son. “This will give you power over the life of others, and incidentally their opinion if it differs from yours”this mentor will have told him. “This will open the doors to a career that everyone will envy you, that of the cervical vertebra of the chief of our clan whose grandfather your grandfather already served. to what
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For a long time the French-speaking daily newspaper of Beirut, born in 1970 from a merger between the east and The day, was the perfect illustration of the French-speaking and Christian “Lebanon of Dad” that the civil war would make fun of. The departure of the elites fleeing the violence of the war and the decline of the French language in the country of the Cedars should have dealt the blow of a club to this newspaper.
Fortunately, these dire predictions did not come true. Not only thanks to the return to the country in the 1990s of thousands of French-speaking families fleeing an Africa torn by wars or a Europe in the grip of the economic crisis, but thanks to a real editorial dynamism and the arrival of a new generation of journalists who use a lively and hard-hitting French without preciosity, trickery, or conspicuous self-censorship… And it is no exaggeration to affirm that The Orient-The Day is today the most interesting Lebanese daily and one of the best in the Arab world.
The daily’s website also testifies to this dynamism, since it is one of the few in the region to update its information several times a day. Admittedly, the old habits have not disappeared and the articles “of convenience” still occupy a small space, but this remains quite acceptable in the face of the distressing editorial decline of a certain Lebanese press. Even the worldly gossip of The Orient-The Day keep a second degree that can make us smile.