Why Beirut needed Chuck Norris – and still does

There was a time when Beirut was not just a battlefield – it was a movie set. At least that’s how I remember it. In the smoky glow of a flickering television, somewhere between power cuts and generator hum, West Beirut became the stage for a fantasy we desperately needed: Americans parachuting in, motorcycles roaring down runways, and one man – Chuck Norris – restoring order to a city that had long abandoned the idea of it. We didn’t call it escapism. We called it hope. Back then, Delta Force was not just a film. It was a parallel reality...