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Mouneh-Making in Times of War
On an early September morning, a precarious calm reigns over Hebbariyeh, a southern Lebanese village that lies on the southwest foot of Mount Hermon, a mountain range that straddles Lebanon, Syria and occupied Palestine. It’s a region known for its olive orchards, and its fig, pine and oak trees.
Montaha is preparing makdous from her pink, ground-floor house. It’s a traditional Levantine preserve made of tender, small-sized eggplants. It’s their season. She does this work while keeping all the doors and windows open. It prevents them from shattering, she says. Israel has been frequently bombarding her village.
The war has affected her ability to sell her products, which have been the source of her livelihood since her late husband fell ill. It allows her to support herself and her family while maintaining her autonomy.
As she stuffs the makdous with red pepper, chili, walnuts, and garlic, her eyes hold back unshed tears. Behind her on the shelf, next to jars of makdous submerged in olive oil among many other hand-made preserves, sits a photograph of a young man. It’s Farouk, her twenty-year old son, a paramedic who Israel killed earlier in March.
She tells me that Farouk used to help her distill the rose water – a slow and long process that requires rotating shifts. She’d work during the day, and he would take over during the evenings. Now, she is alone. He only pays her visits in her dreams.

Mouneh preparations – the craft of preserving our lands’ generous offerings in jars: from eggplants and other legumes, to fruits, grains, dairy and many other produce—demands hard work and plenty of patience. It is an antidote to today’s unsustainable, fast-paced world that seeks instant gratification and immediate results.
“We work during summers to save for winters; this is the life of a farmer” she says. During spring, summer and autumn, in- season, abundant produce is preserved for later use, ensuring there is access to enough food to withstand winters.
This practice, which can be traced back to the time when humans transitioned from hunting and gathering to farming, was a radical leap forward in human progress. A nomadic way of life was lost to the emergence of sedentary agrarian communities: early farmers permanently settled in one place, learned to plant, grow and harvest crops by observing nature and aligning themselves with its cycles.
When enough food began to be cultivated for immediate consumption, storing the surplus became possible, and this protected people from the scarcity that would mainly result from seasonal changes, as well as other uncertainties such as wars.
Hasna, or ‘Umm Rabih’ as she refers to herself, which translates into ‘Mother of Rabih’, a name that means ‘Spring’ in reference to her eldest son, works on her mouneh from April through November. She learned it from her mother.
Her house in Chebaa, which is less than 10 km from Hebbariyeh, sits right on the border between Lebanon and occupied Palestine. She can see the Israeli radar site on top of a hill overlooking her window while she uses her hands to roll thick and creamy yogurt into smooth balls that she will soak in jars of olive oil, commonly referred to as labne mkaazale, with the support of her neighbor Aisha, and two other women.
We are more than neighbors, we are sisters”, she tells me, emphasizing the value of kinship and community. ‘’It is very precious to see you here,” she adds. This is our first encounter after I contacted her two days earlier for an interview. She continues, “Here, we are used to each other, but this year, we couldn’t unite with our relatives and loved ones … now we can rarely leave the house because of the bombing.

Her neighbor tried to get to his land to check on his crops, she says, but due to Israel’s persistent shelling, he was forced to leave. Now, he can no longer access it, and the season was inevitably lost. Shrapnel from a nearby Israeli attack also struck her home while she was working on her mouneh. “We got scared”, she continues, “but we kept on working. We have commitments with the shepherds we buy goat milk from”.
These collective ties, agricultural practices, and all the knowledge surrounding mouneh-making, were born of the Levantine people’s interrelationship with the land: the resources, ecosystems, and the millennia-old accumulation of observations and experiences that stemmed from it.
It is believed that the world’s first attempts at farming, and ensuing practices of preserving food, originated right here, in the Levant, on the eastern shores of the Mediterranean. This region is known for its fertility and its four distinct seasons, spanning across present-day Lebanon, Palestine, Syria, Iraq and Jordan. In this specific geography, our ancestors’ interaction with their natural environment gave rise to a distinguished society with a system of agricultural and ecological knowledge that evolved over the course of thousands of years, passed down and shaped by various civilizations.
“Our ancestors were farmers and they prepared mouneh that would last a whole year. They didn’t have refrigerators back then”, says Naima from Houla, a village situated in the southern Bint Jbeil district, further West, where a couple of natural reserves have been established. Houla has been relentlessly subjected to Israeli strikes, forcing its inhabitants to temporarily relocate. Naima left Houla for Chakra, where she is now staying with her relatives. Since then, her home was completely destroyed.
The atmosphere of war in that part of the South is more intense than in Hebbariyeh and Chebaa. The sounds of surrounding bombardments are loud and heavy. Naima picks up on my unease. She stares at me and tells me there is nothing to worry about, mocking the fact that 60 missiles flew over her head last time while she was drying burghul (cracked wheat) on the rooftop of her temporary home. She will use some of it to make keshek, a fermented dairy preserve made of burghul and yogurt, especially suitable to be eaten during cold winter weather. “We need to work to eat. We don’t want to have to rely on anyone to feed us”, she tells me. After a shared moment of silence, she continues, “What, are we stronger than the Palestinians? There are no people as powerful as them”.
Naima asks me not to take too long before visiting again, and that she will be preparing kebbet adas next time we meet. It’s a dish made of lentils and burghul.

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Behind her on the shelf, next to jars of makdous submerged in olive oil among many other hand-made preserves, sits a photograph of a young man. It’s Farouk, her twenty-year old son, a paramedic who Israel killed earlier in March.She tells me that Farouk used to help her distill the rose water – a slow and long process that requires rotating shifts. She’d work during the day, and he would take over during the evenings. Now, she is alone. He only pays her visits in her dreams.Mouneh preparations – the craft of preserving our lands’ generous offerings in jars: from eggplants and other legumes, to fruits, grains, dairy and many other produce—demands hard work and plenty of patience. It is an antidote to today’s unsustainable, fast-paced world that seeks instant gratification and immediate results.“We work during summers to save for winters; this is the life of a farmer” she says. During spring, summer and autumn, in- season, abundant produce is preserved for later use, ensuring there is access to enough food to withstand winters.This practice, which can be traced back to the time when humans transitioned from hunting and gathering to farming, was a radical leap forward in human progress. A nomadic way of life was lost to the emergence of sedentary agrarian communities: early farmers permanently settled in one place, learned to plant, grow and harvest crops by observing nature and aligning themselves with its cycles.When enough food began to be cultivated for immediate consumption, storing the surplus became possible, and this protected people from the scarcity that would mainly result from seasonal changes, as well as other uncertainties such as wars.Hasna, or ‘Umm Rabih’ as she refers to herself, which translates into ‘Mother of Rabih’, a name that means ‘Spring’ in reference to her eldest son, works on her mouneh from April through November. She learned it from her mother.Her house in Chebaa, which is less than 10 km from Hebbariyeh, sits right on the border between Lebanon and occupied Palestine. She can see the Israeli radar site on top of a hill overlooking her window while she uses her hands to roll thick and creamy yogurt into smooth balls that she will soak in jars of olive oil, commonly referred to as labne mkaazale, with the support of her neighbor Aisha, and two other women.We are more than neighbors, we are sisters”, she tells me, emphasizing the value of kinship and community. ‘’It is very precious to see you here,” she adds. This is our first encounter after I contacted her two days earlier for an interview. She continues, “Here, we are used to each other, but this year, we couldn’t unite with our relatives and loved ones … now we can rarely leave the house because of the bombing.Her neighbor tried to get to his land to check on his crops, she says, but due to Israel’s persistent shelling, he was forced to leave. Now, he can no longer access it, and the season was inevitably lost. Shrapnel from a nearby Israeli attack also struck her home while she was working on her mouneh. “We got scared”, she continues, “but we kept on working. We have commitments with the shepherds we buy goat milk from”.These collective ties, agricultural practices, and all the knowledge surrounding mouneh-making, were born of the Levantine people’s interrelationship with the land: the resources, ecosystems, and the millennia-old accumulation of observations and experiences that stemmed from it.It is believed that the world’s first attempts at farming, and ensuing practices of preserving food, originated right here, in the Levant, on the eastern shores of the Mediterranean. This region is known for its fertility and its four distinct seasons, spanning across present-day Lebanon, Palestine, Syria, Iraq and Jordan. In this specific geography, our ancestors’ interaction with their natural environment gave rise to a distinguished society with a system of agricultural and ecological knowledge that evolved over the course of thousands of years, passed down and shaped by various civilizations.“Our ancestors were farmers and they prepared mouneh that would last a whole year. They didn’t have refrigerators back then”, says Naima from Houla, a village situated in the southern Bint Jbeil district, further West, where a couple of natural reserves have been established. Houla has been relentlessly subjected to Israeli strikes, forcing its inhabitants to temporarily relocate. Naima left Houla for Chakra, where she is now staying with her relatives. Since then, her home was completely destroyed.The atmosphere of war in that part of the South is more intense than in Hebbariyeh and Chebaa. The sounds of surrounding bombardments are loud and heavy. Naima picks up on my unease. She stares at me and tells me there is nothing to worry about, mocking the fact that 60 missiles flew over her head last time while she was drying burghul (cracked wheat) on the rooftop of her temporary home. She will use some of it to make keshek, a fermented dairy preserve made of burghul and yogurt, especially suitable to be eaten during cold winter weather. “We need to work to eat. We don’t want to have to rely on anyone to feed us”, she tells me. After a shared moment of silence, she continues, “What, are we stronger than the Palestinians? There are no people as powerful as them”.Naima asks me not to take too long before visiting again, and that she will be preparing kebbet adas next time we meet. It’s a dish made of lentils and burghul."
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"content" : "From September 8-11, 2025, a massive popular uprising has taken place in Nepal, forcing the resignation of the Prime Minister and much of the government. We present some description and first reflections on the protests and riots, which were sparked by a social media ban and anger over government corruption and nepotism.September 8In the white glare of a late summer morning, the broad avenues of Kathmandu, Nepal’s modern capital, are usually thrumming with traffic and smog. But on this sweltering day, the streets were crowded with chanting protesters, all of them demonstrating against the government of KP Sharma Oli. The largest crowd by far was made up of Gen-Z youth, most in their twenties, many still in school and college uniforms.For Nepal, such eruptions aren’t new: generations have risen before—against Rana autocrats in the 1950s, against royal rule in 1990, against King Gyanendra’s coup in 2005—only to watch hard-won freedoms erode. But for many of the protestors I spoke to, this was likely their first gathering. Their mission, organised on Instagram, Facebook, and Discord, was grand. They had gathered to protest the dismal state of the country, where the powerful and their children lived in luxury while countless Nepalis laboured abroad in countries like Qatar, Saudi Arabia, and Malaysia, sending remittances home to sustain their families. They marched in loose coordination, some singing protest songs, others dancing to drumbeats, and many chanting slogans. Handmade signs bore slogans carefully daubed in black paint.The last straw had come days earlier when the government imposed a blanket ban on social media platforms, cutting off main channels through which young Nepalis expressed frustration and organised politically. Tensions were already high, fueled in part by viral chatter about “nepo-babies,” the young faces that have long been symbols of privilege fast-tracked into positions of power because of their family connections. For Nepal’s youth, social media became a stage to mock them, question their merit, and call out a system where politics often feels like a family business.As the protesters pushed past the barricades outside Parliament, the police unexpectedly fell back rather than delivering the usual baton charge. A few tear gas canisters hissed through the air, and a lone water cannon swept the crowd, but the confrontation seemed restrained. People snapped selfies amid the haze, their chants echoing off the old brick walls, and for a brief moment, it felt almost ordinary, as if the protest might remain just another turbulent day in Kathmandu.According to reports, a cluster of older men mumbled about storming Parliament, while a few young riders, adrenaline surging, tore recklessly through the crowd on motorbikes, shouting insults. Near the complex itself, the energy shifted, protesters began hammering at the outer walls, some scrambling up the gates as flames flickered near the main entrance. The Armed Police Force advanced, their body armour and riot shields glinting under the dimming light, first launching tear gas canisters, then rubber bullets. In moments, the demonstration’s creative, almost celebratory tone disintegrated. Rocks and debris flew back toward the police lines. Gunfire—allegedly live rounds—cracked above the din. Chaos engulfed Kathmandu’s political heart.Videos soon flooded social media of unarmed students in school uniforms bleeding from head wounds, men collapsing unconscious, and disturbing claims that security forces had even fired tear gas into hospital grounds and beat the injured. What began as students chanting against corruption was quickly slipping into something far more volatile.By nightfall, nineteen people were dead in Kathmandu—a toll that already exceeded the casualties from Nepal’s 2006 People’s Movement, which had taken nineteen days to claim thirteen lives. Hospitals across the capital struggled with hundreds of injured protesters, many still in school uniforms. Blood banks reported critical shortages as medical staff worked through the night, treating gunshot wounds and head injuries from what had begun, just hours earlier, as a peaceful demonstration. Across the rest of Nepal, deaths and injuries were also reported, though full numbers remain unrecorded as events continue to unfold.The scale of the violence was unprecedented in Nepal’s modern democratic history. Even during the monarchy’s final, desperate attempts to maintain power nearly two decades earlier, the state had not deployed lethal force with such devastating efficiency against its own citizens. For a generation that had known only the republic, however flawed, the sight of young people bleeding in the streets represented a profound rupture in their understanding of what their government was capable of.To understand why thousands of teenagers and twenty-somethings would brave tear gas and rubber bullets, one must consider a long history of frustrated hopes for reform. Nearly two decades after the civil war ended, Prachanda, the former Maoist insurgent, once seemed a beacon of change. Millions voted for him, hoping for a fairer voice for the marginalised, a more just Nepal. But hope gave way to compromise, personal gain, and the slow churn of the same familiar leaders. The constitution, progressive on paper, was watered down. A new constitution, progressive in Nepal’s historical context, was stalled and diluted, and subsequent elections delivered a familiar cycle. The same discredited leaders rotating through power, swapped like pieces on a chessboard, their promises of reform fading with each turn.Public services remain poor. Tax burdens are high. Corruption scandals implicating politicians, bureaucrats, and businessmen piled up like grim milestones in the failure of the state. For decades, Nepal’s elites had looted land, siphoned public funds, and promised reforms that never came, leaving ordinary citizens disillusioned.It is this long pattern of systemic rot that now fuels the anger spilling onto Kathmandu’s streets—the young protesters demanding, in word and in action, that Nepal finally deliver on the change that generations have been promised but never seen.September 9The smell hit you first—acrid smoke from burning tires laced with petrol, hanging in Kathmandu’s September air like a toxic fog. Dawn on September 9th brought no respite. If anything, the deaths of nineteen protesters had transformed grief into something more volatile. Thousands defied hastily imposed curfews, emerging into streets still lingering with smoke from the previous day’s violence. What had begun as a youth-led movement against corruption now metastasised into something broader and more destructive—an utter rejection of Nepal’s political establishment.The targets were systematic. Party offices, politicians’ residences, and government buildings all came under attack. By afternoon, thick columns of smoke rose across the Kathmandu Valley, and the tint in the sky shifted from clear blue to a smoky haze that hung over the entire capital. Tribhuvan International Airport suspended operations, diverting flights as the capital descended into chaos. In the newer ministerial quarters south of the city, helicopters shuttled back and forth, evacuating officials in what appeared to be a tacit admission that the government could no longer hold pressure.The political collapse was swift and total. Ministers resigned in cascading waves, following the home minister, who had tendered his resignation the previous evening. Opposition parliamentarians abandoned their posts en masse, demanding fresh elections. By three o’clock in the afternoon, even K.P. Sharma Oli, in his third stint as prime minister and renowned for his political durability, announced his resignation and fled to Dubai.But resignation could not restore order. As the day moved, things spiralled completely out of control.This was no longer the Gen Z protestors of the previous day. In their place, an unruly mob surged through the streets. Outside Singha Durbar, Kathmandu’s sprawling government hub, protesters smashed windows, looted buildings, and seized weapons from the police as they pushed deeper into the complex. In the chaos, prisoners were freed, fires consumed the President’s residence, the Supreme Court alongside Parliament, and police stations burned alongside shops. The line between symbol and target had vanished. In just forty-eight hours, Nepal had witnessed its bloodiest civil unrest in modern memory, and the civilian government had unravelled before the nation’s eyes.“This is not us,” the Gen-Z groups leading the movement, Hami Nepal, posted on their social media. “Our struggle is for justice, dignity, and a better Nepal, not for chaos and theft.”Only well into the night, the Army chief appeared, urging restraint and calm. The military would be deployed to restore order.September 10All this upheaval would have been unimaginable even a month ago.A heavy, almost unnatural silence hung over the city. Curfew had been imposed, the streets were empty, and the Army patrolled in rigid lines. The roar of burning tires, the chants that shook walls, and the smoke that had choked the air yesterday had faded, leaving only a lingering haze and the metallic tang of uncertainty. Sunlight struggled through the smog, casting the streets in a dim, uneasy glow. The city felt suspended, caught between yesterday’s chaos and whatever tomorrow might bring, and we awoke with nothing but questions and the weight of uncertainty pressing down on every corner.The Nepal Army still mans checkpoints across Kathmandu, its soldiers stationed at every major intersection. Any gathering of more than a handful of people is broken up, an officer steps forward, offers an unmistakable “move on,” and the cluster dissolves.Questions hung in the air with the smoke. Who would answer for the bloodshed? Who now held authority? And in the absence of clear leadership, how would life move forward? The deaths of more than thirty protesters could not go unanswered. Yet even among those who had demanded change, the scale of destruction stirred unease. Nobody could say who truly held power, or what would come next.The revolution’s fever has broken; now comes the harder, less visible work. 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The server buzzed with debate, dissent, and deliberation, a digital agora where ideas clashed and alliances formed, revealing both the potential and uncertainties of a leaderless uprising. Other names, such as Balen Shah, Kathmandu’s independent mayor who rose from rapper to reform-minded politician, and Harka Sampang, Dharan’s grassroots-focused mayor, also surfaced in discussions, signalling the generation’s appetite for leaders who break from the recycled elite and embody accountability, visibility, and boldness. Though no formal appointment has been made, these debates offer a glimpse of a generation seeking new pathways, negotiating authority and vision in real time.This is the third great convulsion to shake South Asia since 2022—after Sri Lanka and Bangladesh—prompting some observers to whisper of a ‘South-Asian Spring,’ a phrase that carries the echo of the Arab Spring’s long shadow. The Nepali youth-led uprising has even borrowed the aesthetics of dissent from Indonesia as protesters waved the Straw Hat Pirates flag from One Piece, an emblem that has become a shared shorthand for rebellion in both countries. In Bangladesh, Sheikh Hasina’s government fell to similar youth-led protests just months earlier; in Sri Lanka, the 2022 uprising forced out the Rajapaksa dynasty. The same fault line ran across the region, crooked governments, restless citizens, and revolt spread across borders.Yet across and within these territories, the road ahead remains murky, the outcomes anything but certain. Bangladesh’s interim government struggles to reform entrenched systems. Sri Lanka’s new leadership has already retreated from promises that once stirred hope. These movements have excelled at toppling regimes but have struggled to build lasting alternatives.Nepal now faces the same daunting test its neighbours have confronted, struggling to turn a swell of popular fury into durable political reform rather than merely swapping one weary cadre of power brokers for another. Whether this generational uprising can finally crack the cycle of disappointment that has long defined South Asian politics, or whether it will join the list of movements that changed everything and nothing at all.September 11By Thursday morning, steady rain slicked Kathmandu’s streets, but the scars of upheaval were impossible to miss. Charred cars leaned against curbs, and the husks of looted buildings smouldered faintly under the drizzle. The capital was calm, almost eerily so, yet the quiet felt provisional, like a held breath. With the prime minister and his cabinet gone, Parliament effectively leaderless, and ministries shuttered, Nepal now stands without a functioning civilian government. The President and the Army, the only intact institutions, continue to act as de facto authorities, signalling interest in forming an interim arrangement. The old guard has vanished, leaving a power vacuum that multiple actors with competing interests are eager to fill. Political parties that seemed fractured just days ago are quietly regrouping, issuing statements of solidarity with Gen Z to distance themselves from their past complicity. Opportunists linger in the shadows, hoping to redirect the uprising’s momentum for personal gain. At the same time, misinformation spreads online, clouding clarity and amplifying confusion. Former Chief Justice Sushila Karki is seen as a frontrunner. Still, no consensus has been reached among protest groups, leaving the country in a state of suspended expectation.The old guard has vanished, leaving a power vacuum that multiple actors with competing interests are eager to fill. Political parties that seemed fractured just days ago are quietly regrouping, issuing statements of solidarity with Gen Z to distance themselves from their past complicity. Opportunists linger in the shadows, hoping to redirect the uprising’s momentum for personal gain. At the same time, misinformation spreads online, clouding clarity and amplifying confusion. After days of silence, Nepal’s President Ram Chandra Paudel issued a statement on Thursday assuring citizens that every effort is being made to navigate the crisis and find a way forward within the constitutional framework. Former Chief Justice Sushila Karki is seen as a frontrunner, but no consensus has been reached among protest groups, leaving the country in a state of suspended expectation."
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"excerpt" : "After a full year of independent publishing, we’re finally holding our ninth issue in hand. On the cover: Francesca Albanese, eyes closed, lips curved in a sweet, knowing smile, photographed by Misan Harriman—and this moment struck me: Everything Is Political has quietly shifted into something far more mainstream than most would admit.",
"content" : "After a full year of independent publishing, we’re finally holding our ninth issue in hand. On the cover: Francesca Albanese, eyes closed, lips curved in a sweet, knowing smile, photographed by Misan Harriman—and this moment struck me: Everything Is Political has quietly shifted into something far more mainstream than most would admit.Our week opened with a powerful wave: dozens of actors pledging not to work with studios complicit in funding Israel’s genocidal campaign in Gaza. That momentum soared when the Wembley Benefit Concert announced Portishead is reuniting for Palestine—alongside dozens more artists joining the star-studded lineup.Meanwhile, the film The Voice of Hind Rajab just won the Grand Jury Prize at the 2025 Venice Film Festival, spotlighting Hind’s mother’s desperate plea to flee Gaza amid life-threatening danger. When American media initially misrepresented Hind—a six-year-old girl—as “a woman killed in Gaza,” it was a glaring injustice. But we cannot—and will not—let Hind’s voice be silenced or distorted.These may feel like small victories against the backdrop of Israel’s ongoing, brutal onslaught. Yet when the U.S. Department of Defense even toys with rebranding itself the “Department of War,” you know there’s an abyss of militarism and empire at play. That’s precisely why cultural wins matter: culture shifts policy. In an era riddled with despair—from climate collapse to genocide in Gaza, Sudan, Congo, Syria—these cracks in the façade are profound.We see the world stirring: Indonesians setting fire to their parliament, Nepal rising against censorship, mounting humanitarian crises spurring uprisings the world over.Everything Is Political stands at the crossroads of these struggles. We’re expanding our infrastructure to safeguard free expression, cultural self-determination, and the sacredness of the First Amendment.Unlike the fragile, capitalist platforms of Silicon Valley—the whims of Patreon, GoFundMe, or even the hottest newcomers like Substack—our infrastructure is built by you. Member-funded, sovereign, resilient. Soon, we’ll be able to bring hundreds more voices into our fold without ever compromising our independence.We are a true collective—the diaspora, the displaced, the Global South at home and on the move. We print. We archive. We amplify. We connect dots where no one else will.If you haven’t already, consider joining us. A yearly membership brings you our printed issues delivered to your door—and, more critically, sustains the independent media ecosystems we all rely on.Our infrastructures matter now more than ever—your support keeps them alive."
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