You’re so cynical, Jonah. The battered trilby and gardening sweater are the clearest sign yet that the NATO no-fly zone is beginning to bite. Clearly, supplies of those fetching little pillbox hats from Milan and the Emperor Palpatine ballgowns from Lucas Films have been unable to get through. We’ll know the U.N. sanctions are really crippling him if he’s forced to attend this summer’s dizzying round of Tripoli society parties with last year’s Ukrainian “nurse.”