Kicking it with Saif Gaddafi…

IF I WERE PRESIDENT -- We would stop water-boarding American Special Forces and save it for just the enemy... And Saif would get a get-out-of-jail-free card if he gave 90% of his wealth to a halfway house for Herman Cain's staff members.

Saif Gaddafi has been captured in Libya and I wonder, will the South of France ever be the same without a Gaddafi to keep everyone amused?

Saif was everyone’s friend when he had money. In fact, he was anybody’s friend. He was like George Soros and David Koch all wrapped in one. He spent money that would make a Saudi Prince blush. But then he gave it all up to fight for his crazy father.

Once upon a time…

I was living in Paris on Avenue Montaigne in a luxury apartment I was renting from Prince Cyrus Pahlavi – not that his excellency really asked for rent. One day I noticed my girlfriend at the time, model Kira Dikhtyar, was being followed by Saif Ghaddafii and so many Libyan security guards that you might think she had gas.

Kickin' it with Gaddafi

Over the years, I would party with the Gaddafi family – son by son. In France, there was always a Gaddafi son with whom to party, and to foot the bill – a VIP club  bill could run over a million Euros. I remember when the French guarded Gaddafi like a Gestapo agent at the Hotel du Cap. He had all the privileges of a monarch; he flew around like he was a speaker of the house!

After a while, I was living in NYC. I got the call telling Kira, Saif was coming to America. He showed up like Eddie Murphy – King Joffer from the  fictional African Zamunda. So I showed up at the Waldorf Astoria and was escorted past droves of security to a giant, rather empty salon. He appeared and quizzically asked, ‘Does anyone want to take a flying camel to Libya?’ He was, all in all, a Moron; he was our Moron. Many of my friends became rich getting to know him; he was on every invite list in NYC. The Rothschilds awaited him.

“Why hate Libyans? It was Palestinians who were dancing in the streets celebrating 9/11.”  Saif mentioned as he was surrounded by a bevy of beauties, reaching for his laptop I was surprised to see it wasn’t porn but rather….

Dancing in the Streets

He and I talked about filming in Libya and the changes he was making: ‘My father stopped supporting terrorism. Now he only supports people who support terrorism.’ The sarcasm caught me off guard; Gaddafi might have supported others besides terrorists. Saif, surrounded by a bevy of beauties, had a laptop brought out. He motioned to have some video played. I thought it would be porn. It was a somber Libyan population after 9/11; he explained that most Libyans loved America and were saddened by the monumental folly.

“Why hate Libyans? It was the Palestinians who were dancing in the streets,  celebrating 9/11.”

Well, is he the worst guy?  Maybe he used to sleep with other Arabs wives, promising them oil deals in exchange, and then just never returned their calls. You might call him morally bankrupt but certainly not a Yasser Arafat who died peacefully of AIDS while he persecuted homosexuals and terrorized Saudis in Paris to pay protection money.  He had no Black September blood on his hands like the Lockerbie bomber who walked around Mohamar’s Libya like a rockstar. Saif was only 16 when the Lockerbie catastrophe occurred, and has already been punished for the finger wagging he enjoyed when being filmed by news reported by the loss of one or more of his fingers.

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