Drowning in garbage

Beirut -- "Good morning! I'm an AFP photographer. Would it be alright to use your roof to take pictures of the garbage mountain in front of your building?"

"Welcome, welcome my dear, come in. Would you like some coffee? I can give you a full interview if you want. Will your pictures show how bad the smell is?"

Since Lebanon's trash crisis began last July, I have asked this question dozens -- perhaps hundreds -- of times. I am greeted with the same enthusiasm each time, with residents eagerly ushering me onto their rooftops or near their windows to snap pictures of the piles of rubbish lining Lebanon's roads.

Beirut, January 2016. (AFP / Patrick Baz)

After several rounds of government deals on the issue, we thought the waste crisis had been brought under control. But over the past month, piles of garbage have once again invaded our streets and neighbourhoods, from Lebanon's rocky mountains to the capital's busy streets.

My 40 kilometre commute to work takes me from the beautiful coastal town of Byblos along the seaside highway to Beirut. Day by day, as I drive this route, I notice garbage accumulate along both sides of the highway, near exit roads that lead into residential neighbourhoods, and under huge concrete bridges.

Beirut's Jdeideh neighborhood, September 1, 2016. (AFP / Anwar Amro)

While driving to Beirut one morning, I noticed a giant cloud of smoke several kilometres away. I veered off the road to track down where it was coming from. It was a massive construction pit filled to the brim with flaming rubbish. I immediately began snapping photos, as two firefighters emerged from the smoke, calling for backup as they had run out of water to extinguish the fire.

Heavy smoke billows from a temporary garbage dump after it caught fire in the Dbayeh area north of the Lebanese capital Beirut on September 10, 2016 (AFP / Joseph Eid)

It looked like a disaster movie -- except that joggers and people walking their pets just strolled by, completely unfazed by the gruesome scene unfolding before them. It seemed surreal -- are they drugged? I thought. More likely, the situation has become so commonplace that they’ve become numb to the heaps of trash around them.

The following day, I saw a river of garbage -- bags piled up on a bridge that serves as one of the main thoroughfares into Beirut. The only way to capture a telling picture would be from an elevated position, so I began making the rounds in nearby buildings to find a suitable lookout point.

(AFP / Joseph Eid)

The smell was overwhelming -- I couldn't imagine how anyone was living this close to such a putrid monument. A concierge spotted me looking around and knew exactly what I needed. "Do you want to get a postcard of this new tourist site? Come with me and I'll show you!" he shouted.

He led me up 14 storeys to the rooftop. What a view. I could see Beirut's perennially-bustling port, the old and new buildings of the city, and, of course, the smoke rising from burning garbage piles across the capital. I could also spot the new garbage dump in Karantina, a mountain in a forest of buildings.

Lebanon's latest ski slope in Beirut? (AFP / Joseph Eid)

Then, I saw it: Lebanon's new ski slope. But instead of freshly fallen snow, the white hill was made of garbage bags, extending for several hundred meters along the Jdeideh bridge, which links the Metn area to Beirut. Once again, commuters were zipping past without a second glance.

Suffering in silence

I took the pictures I needed and thanked the concierge for his help. As I showed him the photographs, he smiled and complimented the "beauty of my frames," as if he was looking at a picture of a beautiful woman or a postcard from the Caribbean islands.

Beirut's Bourj Hammoud neighborhood, September 1, 2016. (AFP / Anwar Amro)

It's shameful. The blatant lethargy of the Lebanese has stunned me. They are absolutely convinced that nothing can be done -- that their fate has been sealed by the governing political elite. They are angry and upset, but they suffer silently, without hope of a real solution.

"Insects, flies and rats have taken over our homes"

Along to the warm welcomes that I’ve received from residents whose rooftops I used as vantage points, I also repeatedly heard the following phrases:

"Please make sure to show the world what they are doing to us."

"We are dying of cancer."

"We are overwhelmed by viruses, infections, and bacteria."

(AFP / Joseph Eid)

"Insects, flies, and rats have taken over our homes.”

"We want the colonial powers to rule over us again!"

"You work for a foreign agency, show the world. Please don't let this pass unseen. We want the colonial powers to come to rule over us again, at least we would have institutions and wouldn't be drowning in garbage."

Rubbish trucks make their way through the garbage in the Jdeideh neighborhood, February, 2016. (AFP / Joseph Eid)

"A country the size of a small town in the west is unable elect a president, all its public institutions are dysfunctional, its services and infrastructure are rotten... Why would anyone want to live in such a failed state?"

Everyone I've spoken to in my work as an AFP photographer and in my daily life as a Lebanese citizen has given up. They have surrendered entirely to the idea that the ongoing garbage crisis exemplifies what is wrong with Lebanon: A political class that has no interest in serving the public. This political class, Lebanese people say, has intentionally manufactured or at least prolonged a crisis because it has not yet been able to agree on how to "divide up the cake."

A demonstration against corruption and the garbage crisis in Beirut, March, 2016. (AFP / Patrick Baz)

Because Lebanon’s leaders cannot agree, some have resorted to sectarian discourse as a tool to deflect public scrutiny and camouflage their own culpability. Others have irresponsibly suggested that municipalities, which have been handcuffed by the same elite for years, take on the responsibility of processing waste in light of the fact that the elite have failed to do so. Still others have called on citizens to find a solution to the garbage crisis, a move which only highlights the bankruptcy of the politicians.

But until a lasting solution is found, I will keep climbing up buildings to capture Beirut's increasingly-littered horizon.