|I, for one, am quite sorry that this trend never really caught on - wearing a photograph of your favorite political death/execution on your chest in a hand-made frame. That's a lot of wasted potential; just imagine the conversations at dinner parties - "Oh, you're a Thích Quảng Đức man, are you? I'm partial to Nguyễn Văn Lém myself." Or, if you're the kind of leader who prefers a softer touch, you could wear a photo of your favorite underage prostitute instead - I guess Berlusconi must have left his on the plane.|
|This outfit almost defies description - let's just say that I'm wowed by Qaddafi's ability to hold his head high while wearing anything - including robes that look like they were fashioned from my late grandma's curtains.|
Well, dear Qaddafi, I think it's terrible the way that you have unleashed the Lybian army (well, a bunch of mercenaries, at least) on the Lybian people, so for that and much more I say good riddance to you - but at the same time, I feel that we have lost the only visionary fashionista among world dictators, which is a shame. I mean, it's not like we can expect Kim Jong-il to pick up the slack, can we?