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You had a good run, oh Manolo...

By Moe Lane Posted in Culture | Featured Stories — Comments (1) / Email this page » / Leave a comment »

But we've got you now (H/T: Glenn):

The Manolo has nothing more to say about the clothes of the Ahmadinejad, other than that they are bad, terribly bad, even when judged against the already lamentably low standards set by the current crop of tyrants, despots, and dictators-to-be.

For the example, the shoe-denying tyrant of Cuba appeared in the most recent photographs, given as proof of his aliveness, wearing the Adidas track suit, like the Lithuanian plumber on his day off.

Indeed, the un-super fantastic El Supremo has for the last forty-five years displayed the most egregious fashion sense. Yes, there was the initial dashing image of the young Fidel, victoriously riding into Havana looking muy romantico in his olive drab fatigues, the manly phallic cigar clenched in his bearded maw.

But like many peoples, the Fidel never evolved beyond the styles of his youth. And as he grew into old age he still dressed as the young revolutionary. Worse, when he did put on the adult clothes it was to don the typical dark suit of the commissar/pimp— pin-stripes, double-breasted, big shoulder pads, and presumably the two-toned spectator shoes —as if he were the swarthy Sky Masterson in the Byelorussian community theater production of the Guys and the Dolls.

Nice try at misdirection with giving the props for style to Qaddafi* at the end, but not good enough. You're one of us. Admit it.

Moe

*Because, I have to admit: having an all-Amazon bodyguard is teh hardcore.