U.S. Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice (L) speaks with Afghan President Hamid Karzai in Kabul June 28, 2006. REUTERS/Ahmad Masood (AFGHANISTAN)It's always fun for Doctor Ferragamo to visit her Unocal buddy, dreamy Hamid, he of the effortless blazer-thrown-over-pajamas fashion statement. But what's this? You call this a matching armchairs photo op? Sure it's more doctrinaire than Pakistan's miserable showing yesterday, but OMG this is just too austere for me. Plus, Hamid, don't think you can just throw your hat onto the table and call it a flower arrangement:
They also had one of those dueling-podium pressers, and I always think it's a little surreal, a little Magritte, if you know what I mean, when they have these things outside:
And then there's Condi. Sometimes we forget about her (just kidding!). She was just saying over and over, like a mantra, about how, OMG, we'll beat the Taliban and I'm all like, hello? Didn't we do that already? Mission not accomplished? Uh, oh.
I think things will be more exciting when Condi hits Russia, the land of the veronicas of all her obsessions. I can't wait! Stay tuned!
4 comments:
Classic.
The pink lettering that points out Karzai's flacid little hat is PSP at her best.
Two sparkly hooves way up, darlin'.
A distinct tendency toward discs and plates, since Pakistan. The round disc tables with Hamid, the strange profusion of little dish knick-knacks in Pakistan. Most peculiar.
If they could only have his hat floating over his head, and maybe an eggplant over hers, the Magritte effect would be effected.
Why do they sit so far apart? Does he or she bite?
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