There are so many angles involving the ongoing Libya situation which should be the focus of my commentary, but this is the one is drawing my immediate attention:
From the HuffPo:
Among the many bizarre items uncovered as Libyan rebels ransacked Muammar Gaddafi’s Tripoli compound: an album filled with photos of former U.S. Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice.
The discovery was perhaps not surprising given Gaddafi’s much-professed admiration of Rice, MSNBC is noting. “I support my darling black African woman,” Gaddafi told al-Jazeera television in 2007, according to The Guardian. “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.”
You know what, Gaddafi? You might be viewed as a crazy, blood-thirsty dictator with a serious Easy-E look-a-like complex, but I feel you on this one. I’ve had a thing for Condi myself for as long as I can remember. Sure she’s been complicit in some of the greatest diplomatic blunders in our nation’s history, acts very unbecoming of a State Department head. And yes, a lot of black women in this country draw the ire of us brothas because of their propensity to lose their ever-loving minds. And yes, her name is Condoleezza (I mean, really?). But dammit to hell if she’s not a foxy chick. But would you really be shocked by this admission, given her placement on my list of hot politicians?
In addition to being oddly sexy (with the flip air, the gapped teeth, and those smoking legs), what also makes her stand out are the sundry of acheivements and attributes to which she can lay claim. Currently a professor at Stanford University (I’d love to take one of her classes, just to pick her brain), Dr. Rice skipped two grades as a child, started college at age 15, earned multiple degrees including a Ph.D. in political science, and is fluent in Russian. Her intelligence and acumen earned her a place in the ever-so insular world of foreign relations. Can’t be mad.
Oh, and homegirl is also sports fanatic and an accomplished pianist:
So Muammar, you might be the butt of a ton of jokes right now (and getting pretty heavily pursued at the moment), but I can at least share a toast with you on your schoolboy crush over Condi. Now, if you would’ve said Kim Kardashian or some dumb sh*t like that, I would’ve hired NATO to shoot you my damn self.