I will resume the reflection pool thing in a day or so, but in the meantime I saw this picture and just had to post.
Here is the Libyan dictator's daughter whats-her-name being "defiant."
And I can just hear her reasoning...
So, I'm going to go out and stand behind this podium festooned with cheap-ass electric Christmas lights that look like they're from 1954. I'm going to stand next to this thing that looks like a bombed-out toilet wall combined with some kind of Tim Burton iron sculpture representing something I don't know what.
I'm going to go out there with this face that will have people searching the web for better pictures of me and put this look on it like I've been completely sheltered from reality and have had any kind of harsh truth hidden from me all my life. I have a pretty dress and a pretty thingee that goes around my head and my hand is raised.
You can tell by the look on my face, and the fact that I'm very very happy to see a camera taking a picture of meeeee, that this is my defiant stance. We're the Kadaffies, or however the hell you spell it from one year to the next, and we run this.
Did you get my good side? I'm going to be Queen someday. Queen of busted mud huts and cracked toilet walls and bad light decorations that make no sense at all. Exposed electric cords and all. But this is Libyan expertise in action.
Aren't we great?
Did you get my good side/