One of my friends who had been in Benghazi for a few weeks told me that it wasn’t smooth sailing. The rebels continued to impress everyone with their enthusiasm and willingness to throw themselves at Gaddafi’s forces, but there was a perpetually lingering threat that the frontline would be overrun. It was dangerous after dark, money was running low, and the UN was dithering about air strikes. Then finally, against all hopes, they followed through.
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