Ferrero Roche? Oh Ambassador! You are spoiling us!
2007 March 12
So before graduate student idealism and penury, Ed was a diplomat. And let me tell you, this sort of thing? Happened all the time. You could hardly move for naked diplomats in bondage gear.
Okay, not really.
Well, only on special occasions.
Fine, not that often.
(Once in a while.)
(Actually, never. Scout’s honor. Really.)
It was, however, a strange life. And there was plenty of drunkenness. Honestly.
Life imitates a Thomas Pynchon novel (at least, I think it does, but I had to bow out of Gravity’s Rainbow at page 450–it was unreadable–and that was 15 years ago, so it is entirely possible that I am wrong in this observation.)
One wonders what he thought “diplomatic immunity” entailed.
BTW, did you get the dress?
The important question is: how does one identify oneself by name and position with a ball gag in one’s mouth? Clearly Israeli diplomats get superior training – I could never have done that, drunk or sober.
“We’re talking about behaviour that is unbecoming of a diplomat,” she said.
What the hell does she mean??
It’s VERY typical of a diplomat or a politician for that matter. The “unbecoming” part is that he got caught.
Hah! Lucky gal.
he must have been recognisable by something other than his face!
Amazing affair, didn’t thought it was going to be so cool when I saw your title with link.