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Friday, August 26, 2011

Sinister Love: C. Rice and Her Admirers

Mo Gadhafi, the former Libyan dictator who is now on the desperate run, must have left his comfortable lodgings in his Tripoli compound in a terrible hurry.   How else to explain at least two absolutely essential possessions that under less trying circumstances he would never have left behind.   One was a very distinctive military officer's cap, in which he seemed to like to pose when he was not playing his several other roles.   But even more important was a photograph album,  probably compiled by all the best security agencies in the world and filled with pictures of GW Bush's close friend, confidante, handholder, adviser, and Secretary of State, Condoleezza Rice.

Well, like Ymelda Marcos, the wife of another late dictator, and her shoes, Dafi probably has lots more caps where that one came from.   And as for the album, there are the memories. . . .

Apparently all the pictures were of a quite respectable nature, but the sheer number and concentration of them showed that his interest in the lady went considerably beyond a mere casual interest -- as if he hadn't made that already stunningly clear when, in 2007, when the Bushies decided to make friends with him after many years of contention between the U.S. and Libya, and just one year before Rice became the first such American official in half a century to visit Libya and she had dinner with him, he went into a big rave with this:

"I support my darling black African woman.   . . .I admire and am very proud of the way she leans back and gives orders to the Arab leaders. ... Leezza, Leezza, Leezza. ... I love her very much. I admire her, and I'm proud of her, because she's a black woman of African origin."


Behind that, if there if there had ever been any doubts about Gadhafi's prevailing state of mind....


I mean, as women go, C. Rice does have a presentable enough appearance, and a picture of her taken when she was in her early 20's has always stuck in my mind, because it showed that she has especially noteworthy legs.  But that was never noticed or said aloud about her.   That was because C. Rice is not really a woman.  Instead she is something else of an extremely ghastly nature.   She is the epitome of a sinister nether-wing intellect, and in her case that trumps everything else about her, badly.

The fact that her toxic mentality exerted such a powerful hold on both G.W. Bush and on Gadhafi is therefore a monumentally bad reflection on both men.   I can't begin to think what the fact that she attracted two ragtags such as those two says about her.  I do suspect that she was perfectly well aware that her hero and benefactor was not too swift, as shown by a picture showing her squeezing her face into a prune on a South American trip, when Bush wondered aloud whether there were any Rainbows in Brazil.


Gadhafi's statement is revealing in another way.  He has a "Rainbow Thing."

I think I remember reading that in his earlier days he was reviled by his enemies among his fellow Arabs because they believed that he had unacceptable Rainbow ("black") blood running through him.   And then there was also his tendency to align Libya with the sub-Saharan countries to the south, and also to make a lot of use of Rainbow workers and mercenaries.  And now today, the rebels who seem to have deposed of him for good are being charged with being racist in their treatment of these people, by, among things, keeping a great many of those workers in prison camps, because they are seen as being his loyal supporters, no matter what they might say.

But Gadhafi has always been bad company, and maybe that is being finally recognized by those nationals from the south of the desert, as well as by Ms Rice herself.






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