Douaihy is the only writer who avoided the trap of compliance, choosing a party over the other, in his narration of the Lebanese war. He does not express any ideological bias through one of his characters. He does not rely on critique to cleanse his own past, or take up a general humanist stand. Such is the case of many works, the authors of which fall in the abyss of interpretation and theory, or attempt to incriminate some of the factions over the others. Douaihy is also the only one to have explored the question of sectarian “differences”, in order to weave an impressive literary ground on its basis

Hassan Daoud, Abbas Baydoun and Jabbour Douaihy: hope and reassurance, in the face of an overwhelming tendency of young authors who are drowning us in degrading sexual pornography, as the only way to fame and popularity.

Jabbour Douaihy’s recent novel, from the perspective of an old leftist, represents an important opportunity to rediscover ourselves

There is a city breaking, Beirut; and a city withdrawn, Tripoli. There is rural community form the mountains, Christians, who are mobilized by, and perhaps even initiate, the violence. Lebanon’s communities are fighting their wars, and possibly others’ wars, with a lack of awareness and the unconsciousness of teenagers who, as long as they dream of their game, go on playing.