Found this thread on Twitter analyzing the targeting patterns of Israel in Southern Lebanon, and a couple places stand out- one of them an area/town named Rmaich (or Rmeish). It resonated with me as yet another story of indomitable hill people just wanting to be left alone. Fortunately, they've been successful keeping Hezbollah out, much to their benefit.
https://x.com/Saul_Sadka/status/1853204103825961360
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I have read some accounts where Israel is put to task for targeting a house in a non-Shiite area of Lebanon, with the clear implication that those killed in the targeting were not Hezbollah fighters.
Some threads from the following article, on the other hand, indicate that Israel is 1)making efforts to clear innocents out before striking and 2)its targets contain Hezbollah fighters.
The Atlantic: ‘The Iranian Period Is Finished’
Hezbollah’s losses have led some in Lebanon to imagine a future without it.
Layal told me that one of her neighbors, a woman named Ghadir, had gotten a phone call in late September from someone who spoke Arabic with a Palestinian accent. “You are Ghadir?” the voice said. She denied it. The caller named her husband, her children, the shop across the street. Every detail was correct. The caller told her to leave her apartment. Ghadir reluctantly did so, and that night her entire building was destroyed in an air strike. Layal fled soon afterward, without waiting for a phone call; when I met her, she was living in a rented house in the mountains……
On the day Nasrallah was killed, she called Hamoudi and asked him to come to Beirut to comfort her. He said he couldn’t. It was on that same day that he formally joined Hezbollah as a fighter, his sister said.
Hamoudi seemed resigned to his death as soon as he joined. He even washed himself as martyrs are meant to, and made a martyrdom video, she told me—whether because everyone around him seemed to be dying, or because he had been assigned a mission, she didn’t know. But the very next day, an Israeli bomb struck the house where Hamoudi and two other Hezbollah fighters were sheltering, killing them all. The sister told me she suspected it even before she got the news. “I felt something,” she said. “Years before, he had a motorcycle accident, and I felt something the second it happened. This time, the same.”
I hope that he enjoys his martyrdom, which he obviously earnestly desired.
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