I am, believe it or not, on my parish official whatsapp. Why? Because I need to be notified of death faire-part to go and offer condolences (I said it before, I am the oldest non-married male from the "male" part of my family (including cousins and what not) so I offer condolences on behalf of the whole "jebb" or trunk of the family). Long story short, the parish also shares other news on its whatsapp. If you are not aware tomorrow is the canonization of the three Masabki brothers (here). I have spoken prior about Msgr Mansour Labaki (here) and how difficult it is to separate the art from the artist.
Here's the last paragraph from that post:
But again, ask those elderly women in the sororities, and the middle-aged men (yes, this includes me as I was born in 1974!) about who did this hymn they memorized and which they might hum come Christmas (am thinking of Labaki's simple, glorious, lovely "Laylat al Milad") and the answer would be a total blank. The artwork will outlast its author, whomever its author was.
All right, but that "before". When none of us knew of the pedophilic accusations about Labaki. Just to be clear, Labaki - and these are not innuendos - was convicted of molesting children by a special Vatican court in France. Yet he was never extradited and instead is serving his "penitence" in a nun's convent in Lebanon.
Yet, the Maronite clergy, and in extenso - not just my own parish - but many others are sending a new hymn by Labaki for the Masabki brothers (here). I am at this point - speechless.