This is not your typical Hollywood plot, where a drug kingpin runs his empire from behind bars. The dealer simply bought his way out of jail and slipped seamlessly back into the trade.
The national library in Syria was named after Assad, transforming from a public national library into a library symbolizing the president, his party, and his government.
The very structure of the institutions HTS commands, which monopolize and utilize power, makes them fertile grounds for corruption.
Noura has been left stuck. She does not support the Syrian government, yet without a Syrian-state issued passport, travelling is impossible.
A boy my dad used to call “son” stormed our door in the middle of the night, yelling for “the Kurds’ house” to come out so he could murder us.
Even the dead have become items for trade.
On February 6th, Syrians felt betrayed by the earth, after we had already been betrayed by the world.
When I explained that my fiancé was hospitalized due to sarin exposure, his uncle’s reaction was shockingly dismissive: “Stop lying and acting, you traitors… You’re destroying the country.”
This is a tale of orchestrated deception, aimed at manipulating global public opinion and distorting reality, all with the objective of aiding the Syrian regime’s denial of culpability.
Mona’s face often appears in my dreams, a haunting reminder of her fate. In these dreams, I assure her that I will never forget her, or anyone else.
