Free Bradley Manning. Now more than ever.

This photo from New York’s East Village cheers me up. When will that gay rebel Bradley Manning, the one who downloaded terrabytes of government secrets while pretending to be listening to Lady Gaga, be freed and feted as a hero turned scapegoat? I am glad not everyone has forgotten that he’s being held in harsh detention conditions.

I was feeling a little down with the inevitable discovery of Moammar Gadhafi in the drainage pipe, with the surprise extra of an online snuff film. I have a certain hankering for anti-US despots with long careers and flamboyant outfits. No one, absolutely no one, better embodied the mix of African, Arab and Easy Rider fashion. Moammar, you’ll be missed. RIP!

Who is Africa’s Claudia Schiffer?

That alluring, pouting, and Los Angeles-style “girl next door” is, of course, Aisha Gaddafi. She apparently escaped recently with her mom to Algeria. She’s a Western-trained attorney, former United Nations goodwill ambassador, advocate for women’s rights, and formed part of the defense team for Saddam Hussein.

Seeing Aisha’s beckoning face only reminds me that any day or any moment now we’ll all witness the release of photos of her daddy being taken out of a fox-hole or smelly cave, his lovely curls matted, and the former king of African fashion wearing some soiled garments.

While the world rushes to vilify daddy, it’s nice to remember that his intelligence service was sharing information and torturing with the CIA and Brit intelligence, and that China very recently offered to sell him millions of dollars of weapons.

In the post-Gaddafi era, will Aisha get to join Dancing with the Stars, or become an aspirational brand model?

(Story credit: Ericthefez and Huffington Post)