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What's In A Name?

We live in an amazing world. The latest civilian uprising against an oppressive government is currently occurring in Libya. And the world's media can't even agree on how to spell the leader's name. Some say the revolution may take longer than agreeing on the spelling of his name. For instance, I've seen:






Apparently the Library of Congress lists 72 alternate spellings. In addition, the New York Times, the Associated Press and the Xinhua news agencies have used another 40 different spellings since 1998.

Some have called him Qadaffy Duck.

Others prefer Daffy Douche.

I may have found a new one:

Mary Poppins.


Cruella Collett said…
I heard another good one the other day. "Why is the people of Libya so angry with Carlos Santana?"

Why indeed...
nonamedufus said…
Cruella: I can understand the confusion. Must be his "Evil Ways".
laughingmom said…
Practically perfect in every way?!? -I think NOT!
nonamedufus said…
laughingmom: Yeah, you're right. And no spoonful of sugar's gonna help this medicine go down.
Quirkyloon said…
*snort at Cruella's comment "Carlos Santana..."


And this is funny Mr. Noname! I think I like Qadafy Duck, but dang Qadafy Douche is priceless too!

So many good choices....

nonamedufus said…
Quirks: Yeah, most of the choices aren't repeatable.
nonamedufus said…
Boom Boom: Amen to that. But I'm coming around to Dickhead.
In addition to name spelling, I keep having this debate about who's loonier. Daffy Duck or Kim Jong Il of Korea. I mean, really, how did these guys get to be dictators? They're goofy as hell.
nonamedufus said…
Mike: Imagine all these kooks fleeing their countries and gathering all in one place somewhere. Yikes, imaging the shit they could get up to together! I wonder if there's an old folks home for former despotic rulers someplace?
Donnie said…
No matter how you spell it, it still means the same thing-ugly!!
nonamedufus said…
Donnie: You've got a point there.
00dozo said…
The 'popemobile' like vehicle might save his life, but I doubt the umbrella will shield him from a hail of bullets. Where are Palin's assassins when you need one, eh? (He actually looks like Steve Tyler in that photo.)
nonamedufus said…
00dozo: Oh, yeah, the dude looks like a lady!
Ziva said…
Muammar el-Qaddafi, King Hamad bin Isa al-Khalifa, Hosni Mubarak, King Abdullah II, Ali Abdullah Saleh, King Mohammed VI, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, Zine el-Abidine Ben Ali… Seriously, I’m struggling to connect the right oppressor to the right country, how the hell am I supposed to know how to spell Daffy Duck’s name too?
nonamedufus said…
Ziva: Wow, you've really been paying attention. I'm impressed.Do you subscribe to Dictator Dickwads or something?
00dozo said…
The 'popemobile' like vehicle might save his life, but I doubt the umbrella will shield him from a hail of bullets. Where are Palin's assassins when you need one, eh? (He actually looks like Steve Tyler in that photo.)

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