"'A few days ago, me and a journalist friend drove up to Bcharre in an effort to check rumours about the Lebanese Forces and the Kata'ib rearming and organizing training camps again - we didn't actually get anywhere (none of the people we wanted to speak to was 'home' or 'available for comment'), but we were at one point directed to the house of the directeur de la municipalité de Bcharre - who sure enough wasn't home either. But when we rang, an African girl opened the door - she can't have been older than 14 - who was the maid of the family, serving us coffee and drinks and emptying our ashtrays at the orders of the lady of the house (...)'" (thanks Bart)