In Musayyib on a Friday listening to the fiery sermons belting at machinegun pace from the loudspeakers atop the Hussaniyah Mosque.  Flags of the Jaysh al-Mehdi, the Mehdi Army, fly above the lieutenant in the dark alley taking notes on the sermon’s content.  It’s a virulently anti-U.S. and anti-Iraqi government message flooding the crowded markets at 110 decibels, but the people on the street couldn’t have been friendlier.  I am utterly filled with falafel and dolmeh.