I just started FROM BEIRUT TO JERUSALEM by Thomas L. Friedman (first published 1995). Here's some excerpts, where Friedman describes life in Beirut in:
"It was the ever-present prospect of dying a random, senseless death that made Beirut so frightening to me. Ever since the start of the Lebanese civil was, much of the fighting in Beirut has consisted of sniping or shelling from great distances; those doing the fighting often have no idea where their bullets of shells will land, and they care even less. When car bombs came into vogue in the late 1970s, life on the Beirut streets became even more terrifying, since you never knew whether the car you were about to walk past, lean on, or park behind was going to burst into a fireball from two hundred pounds of dynamite packed under its hood by some crazed militiaman.... That was Beirut. No one was keeping score. No matter how you lived your life, whether you were decent or indecent, sinner or saint, it was all irrelevant... Hana Abu Salman, a young psychology researcher whom I got to know at the American University of beirut, once did a project interviewing her classmates about their deepest anxieties. Among their greatest fears, she found, was this fear of dying in a city without echoes, where you knew that your tombstone could end up as someone' doorstep before the grass had even grown over your grave."
Friendman went on to talk about the "society that would exist if government and society completely broke down and the law of the jungle reigned" as described by Thomas Hobbes in LEVIATHAN. Hobbes wrote of a society "where every man is enemy to every man... there is no place for industry; because the fruit thereof is uncertain: and consequently no culture of the earth; no navigation, nor use of the commodities that may be imported by sea; no commodious building; no instruments of moving, and removing, such things as require much force; no knowledge of the face of the earth; no account of time; no arts; no letters' no society; and which is worst of all, continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short" to which Friedman replies: "I don't know if Beirut is a perfect Hobbesian state of nature but it is probably the closest thing to it that exists in the world today. If so, Hobbes was right about life in such a world being "nasty, brutish, and short," but he was quite wrong about it being "poor" and "solitary." Indeed, if I learned any lesson from living in Beirut it is that when authority breaks down and a society collapses into a state of nature, men will do anything to avoid being poor or solitary."
Friedman's tragic stories of the middle east, culled from his own experience there, will haunt you when your head hits the pillow. And I've just started the book.