Those Misty Water-Coloured Memories Of The Way We Were

Now that Libya has adopted democracy by celebrating death in a way that even puts Mexico’s “Dia De Muertos” to shame, it’s official.

Well, I guess “” going offline was sort of a clue but still… official.

Muammar al-Gaddafi AKA The Colonel is dead.

Some of you will no doubt remember that special term of endearment I used for him…

“Crazy Uncle Mo”.

Truly, an affectionate name if there ever was one but was he really crazy ?

Well, that’s debatable & it might just depend on how well he lived his life.

Some people say that the worth of one’s life can be determined by how many close relationships you have.

No, millions of on-line connections like on Facebook don’t count because that’s not real life.

I mean those actual flesh & blood, touchable in realtime, 3-D type of people that you know in your daily life who make it all worthwhile.

So, without further ado, let’s take a walk down memory lane & see all those perfect strangers we encounter as we go through life & end up calling…

…our friends:

Gaddafi Meeting Strangers & Making Friends

…damn, it’s like looking at a gallery of all those who defriended him.

Hm, guess Life really is a lot like Facebook after all.

Totally crazy.

Gaddafi Empty-Handed & Alone


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