I spent my earliest years in Beirut before my family returned to the UK, and when I was at school here in the 1980s, the phrase “it’s like Beirut” was bandied around.
The Lebanese capital, once called the Paris of the Middle East, became synonymous with a brutal civil war, the kidnapping of Terry Waite and bullet-scarred buildings.
And now the phrase is sadly relevant again after a blast last week killed more than 150, injured 5,000 and left 300,000 homeless.
How much heartache can one nation take? Rubber bullets and tear gas were used on Beirutis who took to the streets at the weekend to voice their anger at the corruption and incompetence of the political ruling class that let 2,750 tonnes of ammonium nitrate sit unguarded at the port for
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