On Saturday morning, I spoke with a Syrian security guard in Wollongong who is deeply concerned about his uncles and aunts in Homs, who he sees as 'sitting ducks', with the military continuously attacking their city. He wants his family members to flee to Lebanon. Only days ago, one of his uncles saw 6 children killed right in front of him. He wishes his family were with him in Australia. All he could do was be hopeful. I hoped his family would be alright. What could I say? Looking a little like a young Robert DeNiro, he sat quietly with his Koran and Greek/Egyptian worry beads, after I spoke with him. Outside where he sat, the day was blindingly bright with whirling lorikeets and gulls and men applauding one another during a nearby cricket match.
LJ, 19 November 2012.