Picture it: Dearborn, 2025. The snow outside is Michigan. The suits inside the mayor’s office? Full-on Beirut. In the now-iconic photo, we see a Lebanese parliamentarian standing between two Midwestern mayors like she’s judging a local mahshi  contest. Except the prize isn’t a blue ribbon — it’s full diaspora submission to the Green Line of Shia politics, stamped with approval by His Berry-ness  himself, Nabih Berri. Yes, that  Berri. The Speaker-for-Life of Lebanon’s parliam

So here we are again in Dearborn, Michigan — land of grape leaves, Yemeni coffee tempers, and the occasional existential identity crisis — and what does it look like? On one side, a triumphant figure of our community; on the other, a march of people who apparently clicked “Come” on Facebook and forgot to check the population statistics. Meet the champion Abdullah Hammoud — born and bred in Dearborn, first Arab-American, first Muslim mayor of the city, now reelected with somet

Alright, folks — strap in. It’s time for another episode of Mofawar City Mayor Edition™ , and our star tonight: Moe Beydoun, freshly elected mayor of Dearborn Heights. Big win, big dreams, big responsibilities. But there’s one phone call (alleged) that’s clanging louder than the campaign bells. A call from Nabih Berri — yes, that  Berri — and suddenly our local leader turned into a puppy wagging his tail. Let’s unpack this. Who’s Who Moe Beydoun : The new face in Dearborn Hei

While FBI vans rumbled down Horger Street, while evidence bags were filled and neighbors peeked through blinds pretending not to see, Dearborn’s online timeline was something else entirely — serene, curated, filtered. There he was: smiling in front of the Kaaba, bathed in spiritual lighting, captioned with words of humility and renewal. Thousands of likes, hundreds of “Mashallah”s, and one unspoken message: nothing to see here. Because that’s the Dearborn way. Reality might b