President of Benin
by J.D.
You might assume that this is a photo of Dr. Yayi Boni raising his hand to volunteer as a white-on-white bowtie model. Or, alternatively, that he is crying out for help because some miscreant has stolen the rims off his glasses. But Yayi Boni is not doing any of things. In fact, this photo was taken seconds after Yayi Boni asked the rhetorical question “Who thinks saying ‘Yayi Boni’ is fun?” In response, he raised his hand and said “Yayi Boni thinks it’s fun! Yayi Boni!” And indeed, it is hard to disagree with him.
It is a scientific fact that some things are fun to say, and some are not. (In fact, some of the most fun things probably shouldn’t be so much fun. For example: “loose nukes.” Yes, yes, loose nukes are a scary concept, especially for those of us who work a block from the White House. But if muttering “loose nukes” to myself as I walk around downtown Washington is wrong, I don’t want to be right.) Read the rest of this entry »
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Alert: here is my list of banned words for 2010:
In an obscure but sexually charged observation, H.L. Menken said – probably in a throaty whisper – that in a democracy “the common people know what they want, and deserve to get it good and hard.” Indeed. We at Hottest Heads of State allowed the common people to have a say in our ranking of world leaders by hotness, and we got it good and hard. In grudging acknowledgment of your comments, we have revised our list. Before you begin poring over the changes and getting all wrapped around the axle about how we ranked people, we’d like to make a few points:
In all likelihood, no one would find it hard to believe I was leading a secret double life. But this is just because I don’t get a whole lot done in my normal, visible life. “Maybe JD doesn’t actually spend all his time sitting on the couch drinking beer and playing video games. Maybe he’s also working under an assumed name as a gas station attendant, or a pharmaceutical clinical trial subject? Perhaps he’s a bigamist? Because surely there must be more to him than meets the eye.”
One of the worst things about the internet is the anonymity it provides a certain class of individuals to spew their hateful, offensive speech. Specifically: nerds. Since we started this website, I’ve been hearing from a lot of nerds whining about the difference between “head of state” and “head of government.” Things along the lines of “you have my country’s head of government on your website, not the head of state.” Combined with all of the “you misspelled the name of my country,” and “you stole my copyrighted image, cease and desist” comments from the peanut gallery, it gets a little tedious.
Australia would like you to think that it is a vast outback, populated primarily by kangaroos and koala bears and men with large knives and other men with larger knives who refuse to acknowledge that the men with less-large knives even have knives at all. In other words, an antipodean frontier country being tamed by the descendants of convicts.
Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz!
Rather than use an actual photo of Brazil’s president, I thought I’d use a photo of my goofy uncle Gary, from back when he used to wear this sash around. I have no idea where he got it, but he literally wore it everywhere: the grocery store, the mall, the post office, etc. Invariably, strangers would giggle and ask why he was wearing a sash. It was humiliating.
1950’s crooner and Republic of Cyprus President Dimitris Christofias will be appearing for 60 nights only at the Goldrush! Riverboat Casino beginning June 12th, performing the songs that made your heart melt. Or possibly your parents’ hearts.
