‘It’s criminal’ rage, resignation in downtown Beirut
almost 4 years in theaustralian
The clock had just struck 6pm when the world shook. From Sassine Square, 1.6km from the blast, it seemed like a car bomb or a gas explosion — a disaster, but a localised one. Only on the drive down towards the Mediterranean did the scale of the devastation become clear. Streets were blanketed with broken glass that rained down from battered buildings. At a busy intersection three women sat in the median holding scraps of fabric to bloodied heads.