Friday, June 16, 2006

Why is the Italian Foreign Minister Rolling His Eyes?

Italian Foreign Minister Massimo D'Alema listens to interpreted remarks by Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, not shown, during their joint news conference at the State Department in Washington, Friday, June 16, 2006. D'Alema is the first high-ranking member of Premier Romano Prodi's new center-left government to visit Washington following the defeat of Silvio Berlusconi, who had forged an especially close relationship with President Bush. (AP Photo/J. Scott Applewhite)
Oh, right, right! He's listening to the interpreter! The interpreter who is howevering somewhere around the elegant coffered ceilings of the State Department, I suppose. Because, you know, I'm totally sure he wasn't rolling his eyes at the pearls of wisdom and nuggets of golden diplomatic genius which spring, Athena-like, from Princess Doctor Secretary Ferragamo's lips. No, it couldn't be that.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

The invisible friend has taken flight and the FM is hoping NOT to get crapped on?

Anonymous said...

of course he's rolling his eyes at the crap that Condi is saying..but im pretty sure that he never thought a photo would be taken at that moment..

in the pic, he looks like he's thinking "jeez..when will this chick shut up already??!!"

Karen Zipdrive said...

He's obviously pleading to God that Condi shuts her yap.

Shelly said...

"E sola?"
That is what he is saying...
In Italian?..."she single?"
oh yes she is...and has an insatiable appetite for Italian shoes....
You two would be fabulous together.

Karen Zipdrive said...

Condi is already promised to Bush. Meanwhile, Laura remains in the Mayflower Hotel, knitting cozies for her RX bottles.

Lulu Maude said...

Ringing up his higher power... never has he wanted a drink more than now.

Anonymous said...

Princess P, where are you?? I know even sparkle ponies need to rest but I've been pining away all weekend :(

Peteykins said...

Honey, if you want a 7-day-a-week blogger, you're just going to have to stick with Johnny A-List at AMERICAblog.

Sue said...

OK y'all so I was in Italy a couple of years ago. We had a bunch of wine (duh). The Italian businessmen at the table next to us asked ME "Wot do you theenk of Boosh?" Not knowing the Italian word for pig, I stuck my fingers in my nose, lifted, and snorted. They all laughed like hyenas. it was a great moment for foreign policy. At least it was for me!