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Iran fired missiles at the US’s Al Udeid Air Base in Qatar, saying it was retaliation for recent American strikes on its nuclear facilities. Qatar intercepted the missiles and said it reserves the right to respond “to this blatant aggression in accordance with international law.” No casualties were reported.

Three police officers in Kenya have been charged with the murder of a 31-year-old blogger who died in police custody earlier this month.

Albert Ojwang’s death has sparked outrage in Kenya with protests held to demand justice.

Mr Ojwang was arrested after Kenya’s deputy police chief Eliud Lagat filed a complaint, accusing the blogger of defaming him on social media.

Mr Lagat stepped aside last week pending the outcome of investigations into Ojwang’s death. He has denied any wrongdoing.

The three police officers – Samson Kiprotich, Talaam James Mukhwana and Peter Kimani – were charged along with three civilians.

All six appeared in court on Monday, but have not yet pleaded.

Police initially said that Mr Ojwang died of self-inflicted wounds, but were forced to retract the statement after an autopsy found that he was likely to have died from assault wounds.

A street vendor was shot during a demonstration last week in the capital, Nairobi, over Mr Ojwang’s death, sparking renewed outrage from Kenyans who accuse police of using excessive force against protesters.

Boniface Kariuki was reportedly selling masks when a uniformed police officer fired a bullet at close range, critically injuring him.

Activists have called for a “total shutdown” of the economy on Wednesday as they step up protests against police brutality, and mark a year since the security forces opened fire on crowds protesting against an increases in taxes.

During last Tuesday’s protests, Mr Kariuki was holding a packet of face masks when he was caught up in a confrontation with two officers in Nairobi as hundreds of protesters clashed with police.

One officer, who had concealed his face with a mask, was filmed shooting him in the head as he walked away.

“Watching that video of Boniface being shot was heart-breaking. He was just selling masks. How could anyone hurt someone who hadn’t done anything wrong? It made me fearful,” Jonah Kariuki, the vendor’s father, told the BBC.

Mr Kariuki senior, who is also a hawker, said his son was the family’s bread-winner and called for the prosecution of the police officers involved, if they are found guilty of shooting him.

“I was so shocked because my son was not armed with stones or clubs like other protesters who were seen armed. They found him doing his work. It pained me because my son has never stolen anything,” said Susan Njeri, the victim’s mother.

Boniface Kariuki is being treated at Kenyatta National Hospital, Kenya’s largest referral facility, where he remains in critical condition.

“Boniface cannot talk. He cannot hear as well. He cannot see us. To be sincere, he can’t survive without life support,” Emily Wanjiru, the family spokesperson, told the BBC.

The case has attracted widespread condemnation, with demonstrators demanding accountability for both the vendor’s shooting and Mr Ojwang’s earlier death.

Foreign embassies and rights organisations have urged the government to ensure transparency in the investigations and to hold those responsible to account.

After one of the most brutal wars of this century, a new Syria is rising from the disastrous legacy of the toppled dictator Bashar al-Assad.

His photos have been torn from the walls, as people exercise freedoms denied during his family’s decades-long reign. Now, a different flag flies across Syria, the emblem of the rebels in charge.

For Syrians, the future is uncertain — a tangle of elation and pain, of hope and fear.

The fall of the Syrian dictator Bashar al-Assad, which ended 13 years of civil war, ushered in a precarious new era for a country deeply scarred by its past.

Syrians are free, but the war’s toll is unfathomable — more than a half-million people killed or missing, millions more displaced and many communities in tatters.

The battles have stopped, but sporadic violence persists, hobbling the country’s efforts to move forward.

I began covering Syria early in my career as a Middle East correspondent, sneaking across the border in 2012 to meet some of the first rebels taking up arms against the government as the civil war picked up. In the years that followed, I chronicled how the conflict spread across the country, devastating cities and bringing incalculable suffering to so many people.

After the Assad regime fell in December, I rushed to the capital, Damascus, and found a swirl of joy and trepidation about the future. Two months later, I returned with the photographer David Guttenfelder and other colleagues to travel the country from south to north to see how Syrians were living through this momentous change.

Over a few weeks and hundreds of miles, we drove on pockmarked highways and dirt roads, met masked gunmen and jubilant children and spoke with scores of Syrians as they worked to rebuild their lives.

Daraa

The Child Martyr

We began our journey a short drive from Syria’s southern border with Jordan at al-Baneen Secondary School, an unremarkable building in a neighborhood so damaged by war that most people have left. The school is scarred by gunfire and shrapnel, its desks, chairs and many of its walls long gone.

It is a building that changed the course of Middle Eastern history.

In 2011, graffiti appeared on its walls threatening Mr. al-Assad, an ophthalmologist by training. “Your turn has come, doctor,” it read.

By that time, the antigovernment uprisings known as the Arab Spring had already overthrown autocrats elsewhere in the Middle East. The Syrian authorities detained some students, demonstrations erupted demanding their release, and the police violently suppressed them, fueling more protests. In the crackdown, a 13-year-old boy named Hamza al-Khateeb was killed.

These events kindled the civil war.

On our trip, we found Hamza’s mother, Samira al-Khateeb, in the town of al-Jeezeh, with the help of neighbors who directed us to her home.

Sitting somberly in her son’s room, she recalled him as a quiet seventh-grader who ate too many cookies and used to kiss her cheeks before leaving for school.

“I still have his clothes and his stuff,” she said. “I miss seeing him sleeping in this room.”

When the uprising began, Hamza tagged along to a demonstration. The security forces attacked, chaos ensued and the boy disappeared, presumably detained by the police.

A month later, his relatives found his corpse in a morgue, bearing signs of abuse in custody. His torso was swollen, discolored and marred by cuts and burns. Bullet holes pierced his chest and shoulder. His penis was missing.

Images of “the child martyr” spread and Hamza became a potent symbol of the regime’s cruelty. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton mourned him, hoping his death would push Syria to “end the brutality and begin a transition to real democracy.”

Things only got worse.

The war escalated, drawing in the Syrian military, rebels, jihadists, Russia, Turkey, Iran and the United States. When it ended, more than half of Syria’s prewar population of 22 million had fled their homes, about six million of them to other countries.

In Daraa when we visited, residents were coming to grips with the war’s toll. Next to the gutted school, boys gathered to play soccer. A large photo of Hamza hung in his family’s sitting room, where his cousin Khalid al-Khateeb, 51, said the years of war had been painful, but worth it to end the regime.

“Now we can breathe,” he said. “Before, the air used to rattle in our lungs.”

As we drove north to the Syrian capital of Damascus, we saw new life emerging, a city brimming with energy and fresh possibilities.

Since it had been Mr. al-Assad’s base, its center bore fewer scars than other parts of the country.

But it is an ancient city whose soul is battered, its people and neighborhoods rived with contradictions.

Damascus

The Divided Capital

Damascus hit like a storm of traffic and pollution. Cars jammed roundabouts. Smoke from tailpipes and generators clogged the air.

Its streets also coursed with revolutionary fervor. People gathered nightly to celebrate, and residents organized concerts, debates and other events that Mr. al-Assad’s security services would have shut down.

“There was no way that this could have happened before,” said Hoda Abu Nabout, an organizer of an event for a book about women’s experiences during the war.

Leila Hashemi, a novelist in attendance, compared practicing Syria’s newfound freedoms to exercising when out of shape.

“Your muscles are still tight from the lack of movement,” she said, flapping her elbows like wings.

Across Damascus, we felt two forces emerging: a people practicing freedoms long denied by a brutal regime and a government exerting control to build a new state. It remains uncertain whether those forces will coexist or clash, especially in a damaged society with vast sectarian divisions whose rules must be rewritten.

The challenges ahead are clear in the neighborhoods beyond the city center that combat reduced to vast expanses of shattered concrete. These ominously quiet areas used to be home to millions of shopkeepers, teachers, mechanics, students, civil servants and others. Now, those residents are scattered elsewhere in Syria or beyond its borders, unable to easily return because their homes are gone.

Some families survive in these ruins.

“We live like cave people,” said Fidaa al-Eissa, a mother of four in the neighborhood of Qaboun.

The family’s damaged apartment building stood next to others that had been flattened. It received two hours of electricity per day, which Ms. al-Eissa used to charge her computer and phone, run the washing machine, make tea and heat bath water.

She kept in touch with former neighbors, refugees in Jordan, Turkey and Germany, and tried to convince them to come home.

“I want there to be life here again,” she said.

The state, too, largely collapsed during the war, its ability to provide services hollowed out by violence, corruption and poverty. Damascus is the focus of efforts by Syria’s president, Ahmed al-Shara, to build an administration that can put the country back together and ensure water, electricity and security.

One morning, hundreds of newly trained officers in crisp blue uniforms lined up outside the Damascus Police College for graduation. They had finished a 10-day course aimed at bolstering the force’s ranks with basic training on how to handle guns and criminals. It also included religious lessons, reflecting the Islamist orientation of Mr. al-Shara’s government.

The ceremony was laced with Islamic language, and large banners atop the college had been repainted, one with a verse from the Quran, another with the Muslim declaration of faith, “There is no God but God and Muhammad is his prophet.”

When we asked whether members of Syria’s other religious groups would join a force whose symbols were so Islamic, a lead trainer, Maawiya al-Khatib, did not understand why not.

“These are simple slogans,” he said. “It’s a normal thing.”

The Islamist background of Mr. al-Shara has left many Syrians worried about how he could change the country and their place in it.

We got a glimpse of these concerns at a new play in Damascus that a friend told us about. At a local theater with buckets in the hallway to catch dripping water, we watched “The Life of Basel Anis,” a dark comedy about a shipwreck survivor who loses a leg to a shark only to find himself preyed upon by the very people who are supposed to help.

The audience laughed throughout, sympathizing with the wounded hero and how much of his life was beyond his control. Backstage, the cast members said they strove to keep the arts alive, but some worried that the new government would impose constraints.

One actor, Sedra Jabakhanji, said she feared the authorities would segregate unmarried men and women or force women to cover their hair.

The original script, the cast said, had poked fun at Mr. al-Shara by quoting a line from one of his speeches. They cut it to avoid problems.

“There are still people who aren’t convinced that the regime fell,” said Anwar al-Qassar, the assistant director. “It takes time to get rid of that phobia.”

The war shredded Syria’s social fabric, pitting neighbor against neighbor.

The regime granted vast privileges to the favored from Mr. al-Assad’s own sect, while oppressing other groups.

After a two-hour drive from Damascus to Homs on the eighth day of our trip, we found former enemies trying to live together.

Homs

The Vanquished

Along a boulevard in Homs, hundreds of cold, nervous men stood in long lines outside a police station, hoping to find a place for themselves in the new Syria.

They had all served in Mr. al-Assad’s military or security services, so when he lost the war, they did too. They were purged from their jobs and surrendered their weapons. Now, they were waiting for hours to receive civilian ID cards.

Stripped of their former privileges and power, they hung their heads and said little as the lines inched forward. The masked rebels-turned-police who controlled the city walked among them, hands on their guns.

The scene reflects one of Syria’s knottiest challenges, as the state grapples with how to deal with those who fought for Mr. al-Assad, many of them Alawites, the same religious minority as the ousted president.

We spent time in Homs to see how people were adapting, because the city’s sectarian mix had made the fighting there particularly personal. Alawite districts loyal to the regime had battled their Sunni Muslim neighbors, who supported the rebels.

We found an unlikely pair of men working together: a muscled former rebel in camouflage and face mask and an Alawite neighborhood leader with a scarf twisted around his head to ward off the cold.

The two men had been on opposite sides of the war and showed no affinity toward each other. But they both wanted their city to recover.

The former rebel gave his nom de guerre, Abu Hajar, and said the regime had exiled him and his comrades from Homs during the war. Now he was 32 years old, back home and in charge.

The government should punish those who killed innocent people, he said, but all of the Alawites could not be blamed for the regime’s violence. “We were against Bashar the dictator, not against his sect,” he said.

His counterpart was Mustafa Aboud, a 58-year-old neighborhood leader and barber on whom other Alawites counted to deal with the new authorities.

The Alawites had suffered, too, Mr. Aboud said, their communities besieged and shelled, their relatives kidnapped. About 2,000 people from his neighborhood alone had been killed in the war, including soldiers, civilians and his own mother, by a rebel car bomb.

The purge of the former regime’s forces had created a crisis in his Alawite neighborhood of Al-Zahra. Families lost their incomes, and residents feared they would be kidnapped or killed if they left the area to look for work.

“If they take me away, I have no one to ask about me, to pay money to get me out,” said one former soldier who declined to give his name for fear of retribution. “I have nothing.”

Mr. al-Shara has called for unity among Syria’s sects, but rights groups have reported regular killings of Alawites. In March, after deadly attacks on the new government’s security forces, armed men rampaged through Syria’s Alawite heartland, killing an estimated 1,600 people.

Hundreds of men from Mr. Aboud’s neighborhood had gathered that morning to get their new IDs together. They had been scared to leave their community, so Mr. Aboud had organized buses and security with Abu Hajar.

In interviews, the men said they had been in Mr. al-Assad’s army, but as guards, cooks or administrators. None admitted having fought.

“I distributed vegetables,” one said, adding that most soldiers never had a choice.

“Even if I had fired shells, the order was not in my hands,” he said.

Mr. Aboud acknowledged that his fellow Alawites feared for the future but said they had to accept Syria’s new reality.

“This situation was imposed on us, so I tell them that we have to live with it and not deceive ourselves,” he said. “It is not about settling scores. It is about the future and how to feed our families.”

Telmanes

The Village With No Roofs

Twelve days into our trip, we diverted from the main highway to see what life was like in a rural area. I expected the villages to have fared better in the war since they had fewer spoils to offer than big cities did. I was wrong.

Our route took us through a succession of towns and hamlets torn apart by shelling and airstrikes and picked apart by pillagers — or both.

Some residents endured in what remained. Men herded sheep near shops smashed to rubble. Women hung laundry near walls with giant holes. Night fell and entire communities went dark.

One of our drivers mentioned a nearby village where “they stole all the roofs.” So the next morning we drove to Telmanes, where we met Abdel-Rahman Hamadi, 38. He had returned home after the war to find that scavengers had hammered in his reinforced concrete roof and stolen the rebar to sell for scrap.

“The dogs climbed up on the roof to steal the metal!” he said.

He had no money for repairs, so he had covered one room with plastic for his family to sleep in. “There are 20 villages around here that are destroyed like this,” he said.

That is likely an undercount. Across Syria, destructive battles often led to industrial-scale pillaging of homes, businesses, power stations and other facilities.

The country needs vast rebuilding projects to recover, but it remains unclear who might pay for them. The United Nations says half of Syria’s infrastructure no longer works and reconstruction is expected to cost hundreds of billions of dollars, many times the country’s annual economic output of $29 billion.

The scale of the plundering in Telmanes, a stretch of cinder-block homes surrounded by farmland and orchards, was mind-boggling.

Residents said the army expelled them and took over the village in 2019. Then, on the military’s watch, work crews descended like locusts, stripping the community clean with hammers, saws and bolt cutters.

They hauled off furniture and appliances. They popped tiles off bathroom walls. They tore out electrical wires, sinks, faucets and pipes.

They pulled down power lines and yanked internet cables from the ground. They stole manhole covers — and the ladders inside the manholes. When the obvious spoils were gone, they knocked in the roofs to steal the rebar.

Osama Ismael, the head of the local council, said that only a few hundred of the village’s 5,100 houses and six of its 13 mosques still had roofs.

Less than one-tenth of the prewar population of 28,000 had returned since the war ended and he wasn’t sure when the rest would. “We want people to come back, but there is no water,” he said.

Nor was there a pharmacy, a clinic, a bakery or reliable internet or phone service.

One of the village’s 14 schools had reopened, which had been enough to convince the extended Aboud family to come home.

They stayed together in a house with three rooms, a veranda, a kitchen and a bathroom. All the roofs were gone, so they had covered two rooms with plastic and erected a tent in the yard, where Khadija al-Omar, 30, slept with her husband and three children.

“We have no choice but to live here,” she said.

Life was hard, said Aboud al-Aboud, a relative who teaches at the school.

The family trucked in water to fill a metal tank. They salvaged wood for fires and cooked on an electric stove powered by 12 solar panels lined up across the yard.

“Usually we would put them on the roof,” Mr. al-Aboud said with a shrug. “But since there is no roof….”

The war devastated businesses in Syria’s largest city, Aleppo, once also its economic engine.

Its historic center lies in ruins, where stray dogs outnumber merchants in old stone souks.

As in the rest of the country, the momentous task of rebuilding the economy is just beginning.

Aleppo

The Ravaged Economy

“Aleppo is the nerve center of Syria,” said Khalid Tahhan, the owner of a metal-smelting workshop who said he barely turns a profit. “Aleppo is a disaster zone.”

Before the war, Aleppo boasted a wealth of historic mosques, churches and caravansaries, ringing a towering citadel that drew tourists from around the world. It was a commercial hub, humming with factories that provided jobs and produced textiles, food products and other goods.

I never made it to Aleppo before the war. I first visited in 2012 with rebels who had taken over outlying neighborhoods. Instead of the sights, I saw choppers transporting soldiers and fighter jets dropping bombs.

The fighting chewed through the city over many years, a violent collision of rebels, the Islamic State, government forces and the Russian military. By the time I returned to Aleppo with my colleagues this year, only remnants of its past remained. Tourists are rare, and a small fraction of the industrial zone still functions, mere leftovers of a once-vaunted economy.

Syria faces tremendous hurdles to get its economy running. Hobbled for years by sanctions that are just beginning to ease, the country has been isolated from global trade, causing economic atrophy.

Per capita gross domestic product is one-quarter of what it was before the war. At Syria’s current growth rate, it won’t recoup its losses until 2080, the United Nations says.

Some businesspeople are working to recover.

Inside the Bahhade Furniture factory in the industrial zone, dozens of craftsmen hand-carved patterns into the backs of couches and stapled foam pads onto seats.

Jack Bahhade, a co-owner, said that before the war the family business had employed 40 people and exported to the United States, Britain, Russia and elsewhere.

In 2012, the factory was taken over by rebels from the Nusra Front, the affiliate of Al Qaeda founded by Syria’s new president. While the family operated out of an alternate facility, their original factory was looted. They were trying to rebuild the business when Mr. al-Assad fell.

Production is about 30 percent of what it was before the war. Demand is low and financial transactions are limited because Syrian banks lack cash.

When asked about Mr. al-Shara, Mr. Bahhade laughed, noting that despite the president’s extremist past, he had been welcomed by foreign officials and heads of state.

“If these countries accept him, why shouldn’t we?” he said.

If conditions improved, Mr. Bahhade said, Aleppo’s businesspeople would bounce back.

“If there is security and stability here, everything will go back to the way it was,” he said.

Atmeh

A New Beginning

At the end of our trip, we drove to a refugee camp along the Turkish border in the far north, on the opposite side of Syria from where we began. The camp had spread over the years as it absorbed people with nowhere else to go. Now, suddenly, those people could leave.

In a dirt lane in front of a drab house, we found Khalid al-Hajj, a father of six, piling his meager possessions onto the back of a truck.

After surviving on aid and odd jobs in the camp for 13 years, he didn’t have much: thin mattresses, fuzzy blankets, pots, pans, a rusty dish rack, a gas stove and some firewood.

But he felt good. The war was over and he was going home.

“I was always convinced that I would return,” said Mr. al-Hajj, 53.

His family had fled their hometown, Kafr Zeita, 80 miles to the south, in 2012. Like millions of others, they came to Syria’s rebel-controlled northwest, and they settled in the camp.

It was crowded and poor, a sprawl of concrete structures with few trees or paved roads. At first, the extended family of 11 slept in a tent. Over time, they scraped together the money to build three small rooms.

Missing village life, Mr. al-Hajj planted a rose bush and kept two songbirds in a cage.

A few years ago, he said, a surprising dash of beauty appeared — a green shoot next to the rose bush. Mr. al-Hajj snipped off a piece and its smell gave it away as a peach tree. Pleased, he tended to it as the war, and his time in the camp, dragged on.

His eldest son was killed by a government shell. He had another son, then another daughter, and his adult children bore him three grandchildren. The peach tree grew taller than him.

After the regime fell, he decided to return to his village, to fix up and live in his damaged home.

As he cleaned out his house in the camp, the pile in the back of the truck grew: metal window frames, solar panels and a ceiling fan. He climbed on top to tie everything down.

When it was time to leave, he expressed no nostalgia for the place where he had lived for so many years.

“We will take all of our stuff and leave it behind,” he said.

But first, he stood before the peach tree. It was eight feet tall and the first pink buds of spring had appeared on its branches. Perhaps this year, he said, it would produce fruit, although he would not be there to taste it.

“We hope that it grows so that whoever comes here can eat from it,” he said.

He caressed a branch with his fingers. “May God protect you,” he said.

Then he climbed into the truck and headed home.

British government will use antiterrorism laws to ban campaign organisation in the wake of damage to planes by activists.

The British government has said it will deploy antiterrorism laws to ban Palestine Action, a prominent campaign organisation that has protested against Israel’s genocidal war in Gaza and the United Kingdom’s role in supporting it, in the wake of its activists damaging two military planes.

Protesters clashed with police in London’s Trafalgar Square on Monday at a demonstration in solidarity with Palestine Action. The crowd moved towards police when officers tried to detain someone, while protesters chanted “let them go”.

The government’s move will make it a criminal offence to belong to the pro-Palestinian group and effectively place them in the same category as Hamas, Hezbollah, al-Qaeda or ISIL (ISIS) under British law.

It would be illegal for anyone to promote Palestine Action or be a member. Those who breach the ban could face up to 14 years in prison.

Activists from the group broke into a Royal Air Force (RAF) base in central England last week and claimed to have damaged two military aircraft to protest against the UK government’s support for Israel’s war on Gaza.

Palestine Action said two of its members entered the RAF Brize Norton military base in Oxfordshire, spraying paint into the engines of the Voyager aircraft and attacking them with crowbars.

“Despite publicly condemning the Israeli government, Britain continues to send military cargo, fly spy planes over Gaza and refuel U.S./Israeli fighter jets,” the group said in a statement on Friday, posting a video of the incident on X.

The group said the red paint “symbolising Palestinian bloodshed was also sprayed across the runway and a Palestine flag was left on the scene”.

It said the activists were able to exit the military facility undetected and avoid arrest.

UK Prime Minister Keir Starmer condemned the “vandalism” as “disgraceful”.

There has been condemnation of the government’s move on Monday. Labour Party MP Apsana Begum said: “Proscribing Palestine Action as ‘terrorists’ while continuing to send arms to a state that is committing the gravest of crimes against humanity in Gaza is not just unjustifiable, it is chilling. The ongoing crackdown on the right to protest is a threat to us all.”

Palestine Action called the police response to the solidarity protest “draconian”.

Draconian response by the police at the protest in solidarity with Palestine Action.

They want to ban us, they banned our protest at parliament and now they attack us.

The people will not be intimidated.

WE ARE ALL PALESTINE ACTION. pic.twitter.com/CsmebIriek

— Palestine Action (@Pal_action) June 23, 2025

Weekly protests in the UK have drawn tens of thousands of people opposed to Israel’s war on Gaza and its besieged and bombarded population, as well as Britain’s supply of weapons to the Israeli military, which the government says it has suspended but still continues.

NGO Campaign Against Arms Trade (CAAT) found the UK increased its licences to Israel for military equipment after the government announced a temporary arms suspension in September 2024.

The government also refused to suspend the shipment of components of F-35 fighters, arguing it would cause a “profound impact on international peace and security”.