Muammar Ghadaffi – Jewish Roots, Fashion and Vanity

Yes, Ghadaffi’s grandmother was Jewish.

If Montreal grassroots political hip-hop fundamentalist Mickey “Big Brosky” Boston had to give a despotic dictator a fashion award, that Brosky Award would unanimously be awarded to none other than the rather uncanny and consistently bizarre Muammar Ghadaffi. His fist-pumping antics in the air while supporters chant his name repeatedly as he is clad in traditional Libyan garb is a classic display of “Ghadaffism” that only Ghadaffi himself can pass on to Arsenio Hall.

Next to good ‘ole Hosni… 

There is no hiding the fact that Ghadaffi is entertaining to watch just as much as he is to hear; his almost two hour speech and raspy rant at the UN remains etched in the stone walls of that institution’s history. While tearing the UN charter at the very same speech, Ghadaffi never came off as egotistic in that moment but rather a man trying to make some genre of statement. Indeed many ideals and aspects of the UN are flawed, they were after all, powerless when Colin Powell and Donald Rumsfeld presented their fabricated lies of WMDs in Iraq. The UN under Kofi Anan was unable to prevent the genocide in Rwanda as well.

Bitches in the UN House put yo’ Hands up… 

I always wondered where Jay-Z got the idea and sample for his track “Big Pimpin’.” Mickey Boston says it’s all relative, check out the scepter live and direct in your sector. 

King of Kings, leader of Africa, Imam of the Arab world…Ghadaffi proclaimed it all. Things were parody and other times satire as if they came out of a bad rendition of African-Arab Bullworth. Indeed, identity was engraved in the fabric of Ghadaffi’s loose garments that would shimmer in the wind alongside his portable diplomatic tents he so often brought here and there. Politics was shifted to fashion.

He-bitch Kanye Pest, no he is not Africa. Gadaffi is more Africa than Kanye and that is no compliment.

Gadaffi Haut Couture – 40 Years of Style.

Notice the fashionable switch in the spelling of “Ghadaffi” to “Gadaffi.” Despite the spelling change in the name, one may change and alter the spelling once more to “Gadafi” since after all, the man changed his garments more than a female host for an awards ceremony. In essence, fashion is what was one factor that may have deviated some attention away from the ways and mannerisms in which Gadaffi governed his affairs let alone his state. How did average Libyans perceive Ghadaffi’s wardrobe, that remains to be seen and heard.

Colour coordination and fashion diversity all manifest in one politician. Without a shred of a doubt Gadaffi is prone to sleekly matching his garbs over four decades without flaw. The man was good at something and he had an eye transcendent of your local Harry Rosen or latest GQ magazine. In fact, GQ may even consider changing its name to “Ghadaffi Quarterly.” Gadaffi–notice the constant premeditated alteration in the name spelling–has had an evolution in his fashion sense. A politician who moves to the rhythms of his very own mode and one may even wonder if there was a fashion consultant or even a woman behind the seams. The attires, each carried with them a certain swagger, here Ghadaffi was making the clothing and not the clothing and attire making him.

On the beach with Hosni… 

Undoubtedly, Brosky can confidently assert that the early years in power, no fashion eccentricity at all. The question is, when exactly did this fashion renaissance dawn itself of Gadafi?

The evolution of Style: Muamar Gadaffi 

So Politically, was it the Fashion that kept him Going, How exactly did he find Longevity?

At the G8 summit in 2009. Ghadaffi was invited there not as President of Libya, but as President of the African Union. The legal excuse for his untouchability is sovereign (or head of state) immunity, the Machiavellian doctrine that for centuries protected political and military leaders from any kind of accountability other than by forcible overthrow. But immunity is not what it used to be: the Pinochet decision, by Britain’s highest court, held that ex-dictators could be liable for torturing their own people; and then the international court of justice held that courts set up by the United Nations could prosecute government ministers for mass murder.

In due course Slobodan Milosevic went to trial, followed by Charles Taylor after the UN’s court in Sierra Leone had upheld the issue of an arrest warrant at a time when he was still the head of Liberia. The particulars in this warrant, significantly, named Gaddafi as an “unindicted co-conspirator”, accusing him of sponsoring Taylor and Foday Sankoh, the brutal rebel leader whose Operation No Living Thing almost lived down to its words in Freetown.

Survival of the Fashionist

The Jewish Roots…Whatever, that was the Past.

In a bizarre and unexpected development, an Israeli magazine reported that Libyan leader Muammar Gaddafi may actually seek refuge in Israel. The story was ridiculously leaked in Israel Today Magazine which stated that last year an Israel television news program interviewed two Israeli women of Libyan origin who claimed they were distantly related to Gaddafi.

One of the women, Guita Brown, claimed to be Gaddafi’s second cousin (i.e., Brown’s grandmother was the sister of Gaddafi’s grandmother); while the other woman, Rachel Saada, is Brown’s granddaughter: “The story goes that Gaddafi’s grandmother, herself a Jewess, was married to a Jewish man at first,” she said. “But he treated her badly, so she ran away and married a Muslim sheikh. Their child was the mother of Gaddafi.”

The reported noted that while Gaddafi’s grandmother converted to Islam when she married the sheikh, she still remained Jewish, according to Hebrew religious law. Thus, if the rumors are true, Gaddafi (who has long painted himself as an enemy of Israel) would be entitled to emigrate to Israel as a Jew under the Law of Return.

Brosky says this being Jewish story is bullshit, sure the grandmother was once a Jew, but this story of exiling to Israel on pretense of being a Jew, no. The man is not a Jew but does undeniably derive his madness from its genetic entities swimming in his veins. In essence, the only question is, will Ghadaffi leave in fashion or will his predecessor take him out in fashionable style?