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| US pushes back the curfew in Baghdad | |||
| 2003-10-06 | |||
| More evidence of the dreaded quagmire. After months of staying home in fear of roving gangs of looters and US checkpoints, Baghdad’s night-owls are coming out again. If you’re the sort of Baghdadi man addicted to conversation and languid evenings - whether a Baathist sympathizer angry at the US occupation or a Shia merchant delighted by Saddam Hussein’s ouster - you’re once more heading out after night has fallen. The US invasion briefly shut down Baghdad’s cafe culture. It has suffered since because of the plague of nighttime carjackings and theft that swept the capital after the collapse of the regime. But in one sign last week that security is improving, the US-led coalition authority moved the start of curfew from 11 to midnight. Thousands took advantage of the extended evening last Thursday, the end of the Iraqi workweek. Though far from the prewar war throngs, business is picking up at Baghdad’s cafes, where men have gathered around tiny glasses of cardamom-flavored coffee to trade gossip and political rumors for centuries. Many Baghdadi’s say they’re free to speak their minds in the cafes these days, without fear of being denounced by the informers that were everywhere under Saddam. Er, I guessed I missed what you said, Senator Kerry, WHO is responsible for this? The Arabic Cafe at the Babylon Hotel, a place bathed in dim red lights and Lebanese MTV, is having its busiest night since the war. "Praises be to God, it’s finally safe to come out again,’’ says Haider Saffa, a beetle-browed tool salesman who left his house at night for the first time since a few days after the invasion, when a young tough with a rifle pushed him from his car. Tonight, he is kicking back with a few pals and a strong cup of cardamom- flavored coffee. Spreading his girth on his low-couch, Saffa says he loves everything about the cafe: the burgundy Persian carpets, the red-velvet wallhangings, the fruit-flavored smell. A Saddam loyalist, he hates the American presence in the city, but concedes that conditions have improved in recent months. "They’ve got more Iraqis out on the streets as police now, and that’s making a difference,’’ he says. "We’ve got to return to a normal life." An opportunist. Sigh. Ya find them in every occupation. Carjackings and lootings have decreased. Another sign of nighttime normality is the resumption of evening shopping. As recently as a month ago, shopkeepers were pulling down their grates and hustling home at nightfall. Now, the Keradeh neighborhood near central Baghdad bustles with nighttime commerce. Smoke curls upwards from kebab grills at the curb, pomegranates and apples are piled high at casual open-air markets, and rug merchants adjust the displays in front of their stores. As we pass, bright light spills out from the shops into the crowded streets - though that’s subject to change, as the power is still off half the time.
Ditto in Detroit. On Saturday, one Iraqi man was killed when US troops and Iraqi police disbursed a stone-throwing mob of former Iraqi soldiers with gunfire. The soldiers had gathered to collect their pay, which has been provided by the US since May. They were angry over rumors that their payments are going to be cut off, and they also burned four nearby liquor stores and destroyed a police car. That definitely sounds like Detroit. And while the murder rate has dropped from as many as 60 a day in Baghdad immediately after the invasion to something closer to about 16 a day, that is still almost double the prewar crime rate, according to the Baghdad morgue and human rights groups.
It’s tough to split two aces at the blackjack table when the RPG’s are going off in the background. Shortly before 11 tonight at the Beiruti, the closest thing to gunfire is the satisfied slap of domino tiles on the tables, and the shouts of men delighted to have rolled double-sixes at backgammon. Conversation is carried on amid Arab pop music. "We’d stay out until dawn if we could,’’ says Ali Abdul Latief, a 20-year old ex-soldier who now works as a butcher. Gesturing at the river with a fourth finger severed at the first joint - a result of an accident while still an apprentice butcher - Latief says: "This is one of the most beautiful countries in the world." Then the power goes out, and everything is plunged into darkness. Baghdad isn’t quite back to normal yet. It’s time to go home. Getting closer to normal.
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| Posted by:Steve White |
| #5 By the way, as one who has been a serious critic of media coverage in Iraq, it really is time for me to give kudos to the Christian Science Monitor which has consistently tried to give a fair view of what's happening in Iraq. This isn't the first story like this that they've done, and they were writing this kind of material well before the current stink about biased coverage. |
| Posted by: R. McLeod 2003-10-7 12:51:25 AM |
| #4 I like the vignette about the butcher with the missing finger. "Got a little extra for you today, Missus Habib. No extra charge." |
| Posted by: Carl in N.H. 2003-10-6 6:02:00 PM |
| #3 Probably not. The ones the Muhkbarat popped didn't make it to the morgue. |
| Posted by: mojo 2003-10-6 2:54:41 PM |
| #2 Tell me again about the quagmire. |
| Posted by: Atrus 2003-10-6 12:30:40 PM |
| #1 And while the murder rate has dropped from as many as 60 a day in Baghdad immediately after the invasion to something closer to about 16 a day, that is still almost double the prewar crime rate, according to the Baghdad morgue and human rights groups. I wonder if this prewar crime rate includes all the people Sammy and his henchmen murdered? Nahhhhhh... |
| Posted by: Raj 2003-10-6 12:28:53 PM |