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THE YEAR WHEN EVERYTHING CHANGED

Sabra and Shatila: What we know and (still) don’t know 40 years later

It was 40 years ago. A year of dust and blood for Lebanon, of rumors that became reality, hobos reappearing as spies and Israelis inviting themselves to Bikfaya for a funeral.

The situation was not unique to Lebanon. But it drew the international spotlight. It was the year 1982. The year of the amusingly named “Peace in Galilee” Israeli operation and the shortest presidency in the country’s history.

It was the year of Yasser Arafat’s short-lived farewell and of a massacre of civilians camouflaged under a garbage dump. A fiasco. A new “Stalingrad.” The year when everything changed, and the year when nothing changed.

This is the fifth and last article of our series dedicated to the summer when everything changed.

Sabra and Shatila: What we know and (still) don’t know 40 years later

In the mass graves, under the rubble of houses razed after the massacre of Sabra and Shatila, the camps turned into an open-air cemetery. (L’Orient-Le Jour archives)

Two kids play on an abandoned field at the entrance to Shatila, a Palestinian refugee camp in Beirut. Plastic bags, weeds and stacked crates litter the ground. At their feet, a mass grave: About 800 men, women and children lie beneath the ground.“It was worse than what we saw in the pictures. There were rows of children,” recalls Maher Srour, 55, taking a drag from his cigarette.In front of him sits a tombstone in memory of the “martyrs of the Sabra and Shatila massacre.”Surrounded by new buildings, the site goes almost unnoticed. The fruit and vegetable stalls that line the neighboring street overshadow it.“I don't like to pass by here... I still can’t process what happened,” says Srour, his jaw clenched. Read more from our series: Why was the 1982 Marine deployment to Lebanon Reagan’s greatest regret? It was 40 years ago. Israel...
Two kids play on an abandoned field at the entrance to Shatila, a Palestinian refugee camp in Beirut. Plastic bags, weeds and stacked crates litter the ground. At their feet, a mass grave: About 800 men, women and children lie beneath the ground.“It was worse than what we saw in the pictures. There were rows of children,” recalls Maher Srour, 55, taking a drag from his cigarette.In front of him sits a tombstone in memory of the “martyrs of the Sabra and Shatila massacre.”Surrounded by new buildings, the site goes almost unnoticed. The fruit and vegetable stalls that line the neighboring street overshadow it.“I don't like to pass by here... I still can’t process what happened,” says Srour, his jaw clenched. Read more from our series: Why was the 1982 Marine deployment to Lebanon Reagan’s greatest regret? It was 40...
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