During Tuesday’s day of rage, as supporters of the billionaire Lebanese leader Saad Hariri took to the streets to protest his fall from power, five men wearing ski masks ran toward me as I filmed them burning tires on a Beirut street. “Hey you! You’re filming us” they shouted. I quickly lowered my camera, but before I could even blink, they had surrounded me and one, breathing heavily, put his hands on my camera, pulling it his way. My heart sunk and I didn’t let it go. “Relax,” I said, “I’ll give you the tape.” Then one shouted, “Who do you work for? Who do you work for!”
A few days later, when the road was back open, I went back to the Mosque to investigate the alleged “Hezbollah snipers” the Future boys told me about. Turns out those dots on the minaret were just speakers!