The children crowd forward around the glass case, eager for a glimpse of the martyr's bloodstained clothes. His belt is here, and the shoes he died in, scarred with shrapnel. The battered desk where he planned military operations still has his box of pencils on it, his in-box, his cellphone.
Hezbollah has build this multi media exhibit, full with lights and effects, to lure the young generation. I guess the old story of the martyr and the 72 virgins that await is losing ground and Hezbollah must use more modern means to attract the young.
The sickening exhibit is built like a childrens' museum and children are happily flocking to the site, to capture the spirit of terrorism.