Col Chameleon

In his unpredictability the Colonel remains somewhat predictable. Unsurprisingly Muammar Gaddafi has stolen the show in his first ever appearance at the UN General Assembly. In a speech that was to last 15 minutes,he rambled on for almost two hours,walking off grudgingly only after his own delegation asked him to.

An indication of what was to be expected started from his assertion that swine flu was developed in a laboratory as a military tool. He went on to blast the Security Terror Council for not being representative,arguing in very few words that it should be abolished as he flung the UN Charter over his shoulder. One should note that Libya is a non-permanent member on the Council. The showstopper was his confession,a sensitive comment. Gaddafi thanked the US for playing host to the international body,but was willing to relieve it of the burden. Why? Immigration procedures and strict regulations made him feel as though he was at the Guantanamo Bay prison facility and because he and others who had confided in him suffered from jet lag.

So what is it about the aging Colonel that has continued to grasp our attention? Is it because he rejects the luxuries of five-star hotels and pushes for a spot where he can pitch his tent? Or is it because of his female bodyguards: an entourage of gun-toting women ready for both combat and the catwalk. Perhaps it is simply because he has endured for so long. For all his ramblings he remains a chameleon,changing to the realities of the given moment. Gone is his title of the mad-dog of the Middle East,and now as we search for an appropriate replacement Gaddafi has provided us

with ample resources in order to ensure his longevity.