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[trinityofone]

I am bizarrely obsessed with the saga of Condoleezza Rice and Peter MacKay. In case you haven't heard about it, there's currently a lot of gossip about Rice and MacKay, the Canadian foreign minister. Like, the press thinks they're hot for each other. There's a hilarious New York Times article about it: Dance of Diplomacy Is Grist for the Gossip Mill (you have to register to read it, but registration's free). Here are some excerpts:

Even the protesters who routinely show up wherever Ms. Rice goes got in on the act. “Pete, Condi, Make Love Not War,” read one sign, carried by a grinning demonstrator who had roused himself to take a position early Tuesday morning in front of the Museum of Industry here, where the two spoke to local leaders and the press.

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The State Department has been quick to dump cold water over MacKay-Rice innuendoes. “No, there were no candles,” Sean McCormack, the State Department spokesman, said in exasperation when reporters asked for further details about a working dinner on Monday when the two sat side by side at the Pictou Lodge Resort.

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On Tuesday morning, Ms. Rice and Mr. MacKay strolled up to their side-by-side daises to talk to the folks here. “I am just delighted to have Condoleezza Rice, the secretary of state, here in my hometown,” gushed a beaming Mr. MacKay, wearing a pearl gray suit, pink and blue striped tie.

He switched to bad French, even to some American ears, and said something about Longfellow’s poem “Evangeline.”

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Then, he said, “Something else I’ve learned about Secretary Rice is she loves the cool Atlantic breezes here in Nova Scotia, and she left the window open last night.” The audience tittered.

At the end of his speech, he took off his glasses, turned to Ms. Rice and said, “Please come back again.”

Ms. Rice, clad in a yellow jacket, black pencil skirt and black heels, also offered plenty of fodder. She repeatedly called Mr. MacKay “Peter” (he called her “Secretary Rice” or “Miss Rice”), confirmed the sleeping-with-the-window-open bit, and told the assembled local leaders that Mr. MacKay had introduced her to his family, including his father and stepmother, the night before.

Family is important, she said, with a sly smile, because “they remind you of the things you did when you were 5 years old.” Beside her, Mr. MacKay grinned and blushed.

All right, so let me just state for the record: I HATE CONDOLEEZZA RICE. Like, I seriously detest her. And I don't know anything about Peter MacKay besides that he's Canadian and his last name's MacKay, two things that admittedly make me predisposed to like him, at least a little bit, and thus make me unwilling to stick him with Condi. But. But. I don't know, man! I'm a hopeless romantic, and I really do want to believe that everyone has the capacity to become a better person. And in this case, by "become a better person," I mean quit your job as an evil Republican stooge and fuck a Canadian.

ETA: Thanks to sperrywink, here's a link to the Colbert Report piece on the story. Go here and click on "Sexy Photo." Peter MacKay is a pirate!

ETA2: Please to encourage vassilissa's brilliance.

ANYWAY. People are clearly not writing enough SGA porn, if this is what my thoughts are turning to.

But speaking of bizarre intersections of reality and TV, psychopepsquad sent me this link: Baby Bang Experiment Could Open Door to New Dimension. Check out that photo. That thing could not be more Stargate if it tried.

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[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Of course! *is honored*

[lucia-tanaka.livejournal.com]

Ta da. (http://community.livejournal.com/metaquotes/5468606.html)

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

I'm famous on the internet! *g*

(Thank you.)

[lucia-tanaka.livejournal.com]

(*sweeping bow* You're quite welcome.)