Libya: The Gipper Revolution
February 21, 2011 6 Comments
Having (successfully and accurately, I think) christened the recent
military takeover of glorious, liberalizing democratization in Egypt as The Porn Revolution, methinks it is now time to set my deft and insightful gaze upon Libya.
There’s a problem however which is that Libya is not as well chronicled in the Hollywood films and related popular-culture paraphernalia which form the backbone of my knowledge about the world.
To my mind, there’s only really The Wind And The Lion starring Sean Connery as a Berber and Candice Bergen as an attractive woman he kidnaps, both of which are hilarious concepts in themselves. And on reflection that may not actually have had anything to do with or been set anywhere near Libya (too lazy to wiki). But you must admit, the Stacy Keach portrayal of Teddy Roosevelt alone is worth the price of Netflixion. Two-and-a-half stars out of four-and-a-half.
What else? I think some of Patton may have taken place there. Is Casablanca in Libya? That was a good movie (though it could have used more nudity IMHO). And if you play Caesar III on your computer you may have some experience in opening up trading routes with Libya (or is that Phoenicia?). But really, aside from these facts, little is known (and even less cared) about this strange, faraway land rumored to be ‘Libya’. Does it even really exist, or am I confusing it with Narnia?
I suppose if you go back to the late ’80s, pre- our troubles with the Panama guy, and check out Joe Piscopo SNL skits and Abrams-Zucker-Abrams productions of the period, you’ll often find some actor dressed as
Khaddafi Qaddafi Qadafy the Libya guy and getting his comeuppance of one sort or another (before 1991 came around and Saddam Hussein took over that role for good). In fact all things considered that’s probably what he’s best known for at this point.
Which reminds me, the main thing that Libya calls to mind is us being excitedly told that we had just bombed Libya by my history teacher while we were on the requisite school DC trip. That teacher was so excited by the drama of it all! It was like he was back in the days of Vietnam, I bet. I bet he expected us to stage a walkout or a sit-in or a walk-in or a sit-out of some sort to protest the evil actions of the US Government. He seemed to be so convinced it was all so historic, that my inclination was to play along just to humor him. Meanwhile, the girl I had a crush on DIDN’T EVEN GO. That was a boring school trip (quite inferior to the school-band trip to Disneyland).
Anyway, so if there’s one thing that Libya calls to mind, it’s none other than the Gipper. President Ronald Reagan the one and only. HE is the one who made the crucial decisive decision to bomb Libya, and now here we are, just 25 short years later, with Kadhaffiy teetering on the brink of power. You have to admire the Gipper’s foresight and prescience, in the face of nattering naysayers.
Hence, I hereby christen this: The Gipper Revolution. As far as I’m concerned, this notch belongs squarely on Ronnie’s belt. I mean, to think: he saw the dominoes way back then. While everyone else was playing checkers….he was playing dominoes.
Score another one for the Gipper.