They probably just tolerate each other. But there they were, Presidents Obama and Karzai, together again, making nice at the White House.
“Gerry, you’re writing about the war in Afghanistan?”
“Heavens, no. I’m spectacularly unqualified to do that.”
It’s just that every time I see Karzai, I’m digging his robe. Or cape. Or coat. Whatever you want to call it. The hat’s OK, but the robe, that’s one sharp garment. As it turns out, the hat is called a karakul, and the robe is called a chapan.
And thanks to a California mail order company, you can sport the Karzai look.
I can seriously see myself padding about the house in that chapan. And you?