Hassan Nassrallah may be loud, but he is increasingly isolated
Please hold me tightly and don't let go
You have to be seriously short on allies to attempt to resurrect the widely hated four generals implicated in Hariri's assassination. Also, when your own underlings start contradicting your highness, you know you're in trouble. This is why when our dear Sheikh starts shouting and threatening, you should know that his feet are beginning to catch fire in his cave.
The divine decider is insecure about his unkept divine promises, not to mention the 1701 ropes tying his hands in the south. So like a caged bleeding tiger, he tries to roar away the steel bars slowly closing in on him.
His own allies are shying away from defending him. Aoun keeps changing the subject to, euh, corrupt government baddies who are bent on breaking the constitution, while lamely insisting that he supports the international tribunal. Mr. Berri, meanwhile, watched silently as his boss shattered away the benign façade he was slowly trying to build and the promise he had made just a few days ago that the tribunal would be ratified in the parliament.
The Lebanese are queuing up to calmly and confidently denounce "the President of the Republic of Hezbollah" (sounds cool, we should use that more often). Unlike the sheep that keep cheering him, the Lebanese are starting to see Mr. Nassrallah for what he really is: an annoyance whose bluffs can easily be called.
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