Nathan Deuel lives in Beirut and is an MFA candidate at the University of Tampa. He has written essays for Salon, Slate, The Awl, and LA Review of Books. Previously, he was an editor at Rolling Stone and the Village Voice.
Even through the prism of life in the tumultuous Middle East, the U.S. in an election year looks divided, fractious, frustrating. But there’s still a ray of hope—in Queens.
A boy asking for money. An editor yelling at him to go away. An author, a rising star, dying young from a heart attack. A group of followers ending their lives at the wish of a single man.
I squirmed in my seat, an American in the Middle East, needing very badly to pee. I was already shaking from cold, and—reaching for my gloves—I...
Then I noticed a fleet of jet-black SUVs, windows tinted, creeping down the block. The old man closed his curtains. Street lights kicked on with a buzzing of white light....
At the same time, tensions in Lebanon were escalating. The national army was perhaps the most respected institution in a country still reeling from civil war. Around Beirut, soldiers were...
Consider the falafel sandwich. At under $2, it was my obvious move. But I was sick and sad, and the kids behind the stove looked like 12-year-olds who should have been...
“That's poop!” Loretta squeals. “On the sidewalk!” I tell her someone will clean it up. But I’m not sure, really—not sure...
A grizzled tribe of Middle East correspondents has gathered at the Mayflower Hotel’s wood-paneled bar in Beirut. Wine is poured, mugs of beers are guzzled, and cigarette smoke...
My daughter is bawling, red faced, legs held ram-rod straight. Loretta was born in Saudi Arabia, turned two in Turkey, and we’ve just moved to Lebanon. In a...
Political candidates who want to burn down Washington, DC, perhaps should see what a country looks like with no effective government.