The
residents of Qlaya are fanatically devoted to St George. In this small Christian
village perched on a hill of southern Lebanon within sight of the Israeli
border, icons of the dragon-slayer adorn the doors, fridges and lacey television
mantles of almost every home. In Qlaya's 100-year old church, a huge painting
represents the mustachioed and muscular saint, straddling a white horse, slaying
a black dragon. It dominates the space above the altar, dwarfing even Jesus.
Father
Mansour Hakim, Qlaya's parish priest and de facto village leader, embraces the
cult: "St George is our hero--a fighter, a savior," he says.
The
saint is credited with protecting Qlaya from countless perils. As superstitious
as they are pious, people in Qlaya believe St George helped them repel sporadic
marauding Bedouins, Arab nationalists in 1920, Druze rebels in 1925 and a motley
collection of Palestinians, leftists and pan-Arab armies in the 1970s.
"But
now St George has abandoned us!" says Hanaa Abu Rahal, a devout young
woman, the gloom in her eyes masked by laughter.
Not
only St George, she might have added--but the Israeli army also. Since the
mid-1970s, Qlaya's Christian Maronite community relied on Israeli weapons to
survive in hostile Muslim surroundings. In return, Qlaya's men formed the
back-bone of the South Lebanon Army (SLA), the Israeli-trained, Israeli-financed
militia that helped the Jewish
state maintain a so-called "security zone" along its northern border.
In
May Israel abruptly pulled its troops out of
southern Lebanon, ending two decades of occupation. Qlaya's century-old record
of winning wars crumbled literally overnight. Hanaa's brother Gaby made a B-line
for the Israeli border; her father Marouf ended up in a Beirut jail. In 24
hours, roughly one third of Qlaya's 5,000 inhabitants fled.
After
fighting and working quite happily with Israelis for 24 years, suddenly Qlaya's
new masters were the pro-Iranian guerrillas of Hezbollah.
"Everything
was turned upside down," says Hanaa. "We were used to living with the
Israelis, but we got up one morning and everything was changed."
Under
the Israelis, Qlaya was flush and arrogant. Now it is a parish on its knees,
praying for mercy.
For
many Lebanese who take pride in Hezbollah's improbable victory against the
Israeli army, the story of Qlaya's reversal of fortunes is a morality tale:
those who collaborated with the Israeli enemy should be punished--and be
thankful that their lives were spared.
On
a deeper level, the story of Qlaya's fall and adaptation to the new Lebanese
order is the story of Lebanon itself. Before the civil war, Lebanon was a
Christian-dominated country with a modern banking sector, splashy night-clubs
and a veneer of Western sophistication grafted onto abject poverty. It is now a
Syrian-dominated country, corrupt, feudal and
on the verge of bankruptcy. What was once the most open, free and tolerant Arab
society is now a country where public criticism of Syria is a crime and civil
liberties are increasingly curbed.
For
two decades, southern Lebanon was for all practical purposes behind enemy lines,
cut off from the rest of Lebanon by security hassles and military checkpoints.
When 15 years of civil war ended in the rest of Lebanon in 1990, the protracted
war in the south between the SLA and Hezbollah simmered on. Southern Lebanon was
stuck behind "the last
Ten
years after the rest of the country, southern Lebanon has now come under pax
syriana. In Qlaya, this subtle Syrian occupation means posters of Hafez
al-Assad, the late Syrian president, plastered on the walls of houses on main
street, protection rackets run by pro-Syrian militias, but also an oppressive,
illusory peace.
Most
Qlaya residents stay indoors to protect their houses and avoid running into
trouble at the hands of plain-clothes militiamen on patrol. Relatives of the
people who fled to Israel have resorted to taping pictures of Lebanese president
Emile Lahoud on abandoned villas, to invoke the authority and protection of
Lebanon's feeble state. On a wall on main street, a woman has written in big
charcoal letters: "Yes to liberation, no to looting."
The land was liberated, but its residents have not been liberated from their fears.