Sitting in a makeshift hut of wood scraps and thistle, the Jabal el-Thabt mountain looming above him, Eid Hussein grew agitated recounting the insults he had faced at the hands of the authorities recently. There were the sudden searches and interrogations; there was the ban on him going to the beach when tourists were around, simply because he is a Bedouin; then there were the constant doubts about his loyalty to Egypt, intimated in jokes and pointed questions. Full Story