I’m not writing about Hurricane Irene today. That subject was yesterday’s post and by now I’m bored. This storm is being built-up so much by government officials, the president, cable TV and even mainstream media’s news outlets that if Irene doesn’t wipe out half of the eastern seaboard by Sunday night most of us will want our money back.
In the interim, here we go again with another episode of Menz Of Power and sex!
What did we expect to find when the Libyan Rebel Forces invaded Muammar Gaddafi’s private world through taking control of his compound? As he is one of those Menz Of Power, it was no surprise to learn that a stash of porn and Playboy Magazines were among his not-so-guilty treasures. I don’t think anyone ever questioned his lust for life, as it were. He’s not presented an image of living a life of abstinence that I am aware, though as more pornographic DVD’s in his possession are uncovered, the stranger the focus becomes. Reportedly there are a few boys-on-boys films. Even that doesn’t surprise my jaded soul, as Muammar just looks too cute by half in that Tranny way that tweaks a tender spot in my cold hard heart to help the poor dear cross the street unharmed.
But our quirky old lady Gaddafi has manly things too, and he has a creepy little pitter pat tapping along his oh so very romantic heart like a boy with a crush on an unattainable girl from the US of A. The ever-lovely, oh-so-awesome, Leezza, Leezza, Leezza, former Secretary of State, Condi-Leezie Rice, in all her professional stiff-posture glory headshots neatly organized in Gaddafi's very own personal photo album. The testament to his Lurve-Crush.
Ah, isn’t that kind of sweet? One can but imagine the private response Miss Condoleezza Rice expressed on hearing how far Gaddafi‘s fancy had gone. Almost into Stalker territory, went he of the many gowns and natty turbans. Imagine the international implications! Inspiration runs wild. Someone could make a tacky little film, My Dictator, My Secretary. Oh, how perfect! An historically-based porn film it could be! I bet Gaddafi would love to see that one someday!
And so would other Menz Of Power, I’m sure!
But, the ending may not be quite what Gaddafi had dreamed. Rather than ride out into the sunset wielding a victory sword and Leezza strapped to his side, his exit from the scene could be less poetic and more like a mess.
No one seems to know exactly where the guy is hiding – still. Or so “they” say. It may not matter, as per an audio recording, Muammar Gaddafi will not give up and will die a martyr before he turns his precious Libya over to anyone else’s power. Such a declaration is typical saber rattling from one as proud, dictatorial and out of touch with the times as this latest tyrant obviously is. However, he is not the kind of person to slip away gently.
He loves his Libya just like he adores his Condi-Leezza. The problem is that they don’t feel the same about him.
Stay tuned
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