Colonel Moammar Khadafy of Libya, the Michael Jackson of dictators, brought along his own translator to regal members of the United Nations. Khadafy rambled on about 75 minutes, got caught in a labyrinth of ideas, and when he left the podium, there was not an open eye in the place.
His Arabic translator threw in the towel 45 minutes into Khadafy’s address, according to the New York Post.
"’I just can’t take it any more,’ Khadafy’s interpreter shouted into the live microphone – in Arabic,” before skipping school.
New Yorkers were unimpressed, but this, the home of the 9/11 attack on the Twin Towers, is a hard audience.
Bubba75 asked, “Can you imagine the stench associated with this buzzard? I wonder how many baths he has taken in his life. Thank God I am not captive to any UN session. This has to be the greatest collection of murderers, liars and thieves ever assembled under roof. Is there any way this place can be relocated? Let me suggest Siberia or the Sahara Desert.”
Fat Clemenza thought, “Kadahfy looks like a monkey sipping vinegar from a straw.”
RockyJim expressed his gratitude to the Post: “I'm grateful for this report. I spent 96 minutes of my life out of curiosity trying to listen to what this man had to say. I was so frustrated wondering how on Earth the UN, which I understood had the world's best translators, could allow such a turkey on the payroll. But it's astonishing he was Colonel Q's own guy -- wonder if he makes it to the weekend alive.”
Probably not.
Carly Simon seems to have summed nicely up the ethos at Babel in the Big Apple:
His Arabic translator threw in the towel 45 minutes into Khadafy’s address, according to the New York Post.
"’I just can’t take it any more,’ Khadafy’s interpreter shouted into the live microphone – in Arabic,” before skipping school.
New Yorkers were unimpressed, but this, the home of the 9/11 attack on the Twin Towers, is a hard audience.
Bubba75 asked, “Can you imagine the stench associated with this buzzard? I wonder how many baths he has taken in his life. Thank God I am not captive to any UN session. This has to be the greatest collection of murderers, liars and thieves ever assembled under roof. Is there any way this place can be relocated? Let me suggest Siberia or the Sahara Desert.”
Fat Clemenza thought, “Kadahfy looks like a monkey sipping vinegar from a straw.”
RockyJim expressed his gratitude to the Post: “I'm grateful for this report. I spent 96 minutes of my life out of curiosity trying to listen to what this man had to say. I was so frustrated wondering how on Earth the UN, which I understood had the world's best translators, could allow such a turkey on the payroll. But it's astonishing he was Colonel Q's own guy -- wonder if he makes it to the weekend alive.”
Probably not.
Carly Simon seems to have summed nicely up the ethos at Babel in the Big Apple:
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