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  • A country in the Middle East, on the eastern Mediterranean Sea; pop. 18,016,000; capital, Damascus; language, Arabic (official)
  • an Asian republic in the Middle East at the east end of the Mediterranean; site of some of the world's most ancient centers of civilization
  • (syrian) of or relating to or characteristic of Syria or its people or culture; "the Syrian government"
  • (syrian) a native or inhabitant of Syria
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Syria: A Historical And Architectural Guide
Syria: A Historical And Architectural Guide
revised & updated edition
With a wealth of historical splendors matched by few other countries, Syria has remained almost undiscovered by mass tourism. As a result, little has been spoiled, much is unknown, and there is much to discover.
It is a land of immense antiquity, boasting cities and archaeological remains that are among the oldest in the world. Hittites, Hurrians and Hebrews, Aramaeans, Assyrians and Arabs, Egyptians, Canaanites, Persians, Nabateans, Greeks, Romans, Byzantines, Crusaders, Turks and French have all come, leaving behind some of the most spectacular monuments that can be seen anywhere. Today, entire deserted cities such as Palmyra or Resafeh, immense castles like Crac des Chevaliers and a bewildering array of palaces, mosques, temples, theatres, churches and other ruins strewn across the country provides Syria with one of the richest and most diverse heritages in the world.
Syria's timeless monuments overawe the visitor. But they can enchant as well: to lose oneself in the back-streets and bazaars of old Damascus and Aleppo - still perhaps the most wholly satisfying traditional cities of the Arab world today - or to experience the sheer enchantment of the utterly haunting Dead Cities - probably the greatest concentration of ruins in the entire Mediterranean - is to experience travel at its very best. Most of all, the visitor to Syria meets with the characteristic courtesy and hospitality to outsiders that makes travel in the Arab world such a pleasure. Syria is still 'the best kept secret'.
The new completely revised and updated edition of this book is to keep pace both with the rapid increase in travel to Syria and the new material which has appeared on Syria itself.
With lucid and informative text, this book reconsiders the history and heritage of Syria and surveys the major sites, making a strong case for reassessing its importance in our perception of the growth of civilization out of the Middle East. With its many site plans and maps, readable text and 96 color plates, it makes available the immensely wealthy history, archaeology and architecture of Syria to the general reader and the interested traveler.

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Damascus, What Are You Doing to Me?
Damascus, What Are You Doing to Me?
1 My voice rings out, this time, from Damascus It rings out from the house of my mother and father In Sham. The geography of my body changes. The cells of my blood become green. My alphabet is green. In Sham. A new mouth emerges for my mouth A new voice emerges for my voice And my fingers Become a tribe 2 I return to Damascus Riding on the backs of clouds Riding the two most beautiful horses in the world The horse of passion. The horse of poetry. I return after sixty years To search for my umbilical cord, For the Damascene barber who circumcised me, For the midwife who tossed me in the basin under the bed And received a gold lira from my father, She left our house On that day in March of 1923 Her hands stained with the blood of the poem… 3 I return to the womb in which I was formed . . . To the first book I read in it . . . To the first woman who taught me The geography of love . . . And the geography of women . . . 4 I return After my limbs have been strewn across all the continents And my cough has been scattered in all the hotels After my mother’s sheets scented with laurel soap I have found no other bed to sleep on . . . And after the “bride” of oil and thyme That she would roll up for me No longer does any other "bride" in the world please me And after the quince jam she would make with her own hands I am no longer enthusiastic about breakfast in the morning And after the blackberry drink that she would make No other wine intoxicates me . . . 5 I enter the courtyard of the Umayyad Mosque And greet everyone in it Corner to . . . corner Tile to . . . tile Dove to . . . dove I wander in the gardens of Kufi script And pluck beautiful flowers of God’s words And hear with my eye the voice of the mosaics And the music of agate prayer beads A state of revelation and rapture overtakes me, So I climb the steps of the first minaret that encounters me Calling: “Come to the jasmine” “Come to the jasmine” 6 Returning to you Stained by the rains of my longing Returning to fill my pockets With nuts, green plums, and green almonds Returning to my oyster shell Returning to my birth bed For the fountains of Versailles Are no compensation for the Fountain Cafe And Les Halles in Paris Is no compensation for the Friday market And Buckingham Palace in London Is no compensation for Azem Palace And the pigeons of San Marco in Venice Are no more blessed than the doves in the Umayyad Mosque And Napoleon’s tomb in Les Invalides Is no more glorious than the tomb of Salah al-Din Al-Ayyubi… 7 I wander in the narrow alleys of Damascus. Behind the windows, honeyed eyes awake And greet me . . . The stars wear their gold bracelets And greet me And the pigeons alight from their towers And greet me And the clean Shami cats come out Who were born with us . . . Grew up with us . . . And married with us . . . To greet me . . . 8 I immerse myself in the Buzurriya Souq Set a sail in a cloud of spices Clouds of cloves And cinnamon . . . And camomile . . . I perform ablutions in rose water once. And in the water of passion many times . . . And I forget—while in the Souq al-‘Attarine— All the concoctions of Nina Ricci . . . And Coco Chanel . . . What are you doing to me Damascus? How have you changed my culture? My aesthetic taste? For I have been made to forget the ringing of cups of licorice The piano concerto of Rachmaninoff . . . How do the gardens of Sham transform me? For I have become the first conductor in the world That leads an orchestra from a willow tree!! 9 I have come to you . . . From the history of the Damascene rose That condenses the history of perfume . . . From the memory of al-Mutanabbi That condenses the history of poetry . . . I have come to you . . . From the blossoms of bitter orange . . . And the dahlia . . . And the narcissus . . . And the "nice boy" . . . That first taught me drawing . . . I have come to you . . . From the laughter of Shami women That first taught me music . . . And the beginning of adolesence From the spouts of our alley That first taught me crying And from my mother’s prayer rug That first taught me The path to God . . . 10 I open the drawers of memory One . . . then another I remember my father . . . Coming out of his workshop on Mu’awiya Alley I remember the horse-drawn carts . . . And the sellers of prickly pears . . . And the cafes of al-Rubwa That nearly—after five flasks of ‘araq— Fall into the river I remember the colored towels As they dance on the door of Hammam al-Khayyatin As if they were celebrating their national holiday. I remember the Damascene houses
Leonardo di Caprio in Body of Lies (2008)
Leonardo di Caprio in Body of Lies (2008)
Adaptat dupa romanul omonim al jurnalistului David Ignatius de la publicatia Washington Post, filmul "Body of lies" urmareste misiunea sub acoperire intreprinsa de catre agentul CIA Roger Ferris in Jordan, o tara din sud-vestul Asiei, cu scopul de a captura un lider terorist cunoscut sub numele de "Suleiman". Intors din Irak cu un picior fracturat, Ferris primeste de la superiorii lui sarcina de a se infiltra in vasta retea terorista, pregatind pentru aceasta un plan elaborat si periculos, inspirat dintr-o celebra misiune a Serviciilor Secrete Britanice din timpul celui de-al doilea Razboi Mondial. Pentru a fi sigur de reusita Roger Ferris are nevoie de sprijinul lui Hani, seful Serviciilor Secrete din Jordan si al vicleanului veteran CIA Ed Hoffman, cu care formeaza o alianta problematica, ce conduce adeseori la conflicte morale si culturale intre cei trei barbati. Intrebarea pe care si-o pune Ferris este daca poate avea deplina incredere in Hani si in Hoffman, fara sa pericliteze rezultatul misiunii sale secrete si fara sa isi riste propria viata. Body of Lies is a 2008 American spy film based on the novel of the same name by David Ignatius about a CIA operative who goes to Jordan to track a high-ranking terrorist. The film is directed by Ridley Scott, director of American Gangster and Black Hawk Down, written by William Monahan, and stars Leonardo DiCaprio, Russell Crowe, Vince Colosimo, and Iranian actress Golshifteh Farahani. Roger Ferris (DiCaprio) is a CIA operative, most likely from their elite Special Activities Division. He is in Iraq who is trying to track down a terrorist called Al Salim. While following a lead, Ferris' asset (who he has become good friends with) is killed during a car chase involving terrorists, rocket-propelled grenades and two missile-firing U.S. helicopters. Ferris recovers from his injuries at a U.S. facility in Qatar before he is sent to Jordan to run down some intelligence he recovered in Iraq. Meanwhile, unknown terrorists plan to follow up an offscreen series of bus bombings in Sheffield, with more attacks in Manchester but blow themselves up when the police find their cell. Later, another terrorist undertakes a cell phone-triggered bombing in an Amsterdam flower market that kills at least 75 people. Ferris' handler, Ed Hoffman (Russell Crowe), keeps tabs on Ferris via an UAV. Towards the start of the movie, Hoffman speaks to his CIA superiors. He explains to them how terrorists are turning their back on technology by throwing away their phones and computers and using old methods of communicating face-to-face and with written messages. Because of this, the terrorists are very hard to track. In Jordan, Ferris tosses the ineffectual Station Chief out of his office before he meets Hani Salaam, head of the Jordanian General Intelligence Department (GID) who tells Ferris to never lie to him. Hoffman finds an Al Salim safehouse in Jordan and tells Ferris to conduct a surveillance operation on it. However, Hoffman organises another CIA operative Skip (Vince Colosimo) to conduct an operation without Ferris' consent. The other agent screws the operation up and blows his cover after saying something compromising to a terrorist from the safehouse. The terrorist takes off running, intent on relaying information that the safehouse is being watched. Ferris chases him down and kills him by stabbing him, getting bitten by dogs in the process. Hani covers up the killing by passing it off as a robbery and Ferris accuses Hoffman of running "side operations", telling Hoffman to lay off. Ferris meanwhile goes to hospital to tend to his wounds. While in the hospital he meets a nurse named Aisha (Golshifteh Farahani), and he gradually falls in love with her. Hani recognises one of the men living in the safehouse as a man he had known for years named Karami (Kais Nashif) and he takes him out into the desert and coerces him into working for Jordanian intelligence (he has been sending money to Karami's mother and making it appear as if it came from her reformed and successful son, so she doesn't know Karami is still a thief and now a wannabe terrorist, and he is shamed and surprised when Hani does not kill him but lets him ride away on his bicycle). Hoffman asks Hani to hand Karami over to the CIA, most likely to interrogate him but Hani refuses, having earlier told Ferris he does not believe in torture. Unknown to Ferris and Hani, Hoffman tells Ferris' CIA subordinate to follow Karami and kidnap him. Karami gets away and notifies the terrorists in the safehouse that it is being watched, resulting in the safehouse being lit on fire and abandoned. Ferris's partner is caught and Hani professes his belief that Ferris had knowledge of the move on Karami and therefore blames his lack of honesty with Hani for the destruction of the safehouse. Hani gives Ferris 12 hours to leave Jordan. Ferris comes back to the States for a while and argues with Hoffman, whom

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The Truth about Syria
American policymakers have wrestled with the Syria question for years, but it has gained particular urgency in light of the war between Hezbollah and Israel and the country's continued support for the Iraq insurgency. With its mix of competing religious and ethnic groups, radical ideologies, and ferocious political repression, the growing tension surrounding Syria presents an increasingly serious problem for the Middle East and U.S. foreign policy. Yet surprisingly, very little is known about this country and its role in shaping the destiny of the region. In this bold investigation, Middle East expert Barry Rubin looks at how the country has become the powderkeg of the Middle East and offers an insightful analysis of recent developments.