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What possesses someone to crash a party? I know it happens with kids. Someone’s parents go away for the weekend. He invites a few friends to his house. Word spreads from school to school and pretty soon, there are teenagers in every nook and cranny of what had been a neat and clean home. A keg finds its way to the garage, young people dance on coffee tables, and things get out of hand. Movies have been made on the subject.
Will there be a film of the couple who crashed the White House dinner for the prime minister of India and his wife? Will it be classified as an adventure or comedy of errors? Whatever the category, I’m sure the Virginia couple who sailed past the Secret Service will want to star as themselves. Even before the state dinner, limelight-seeker Michaele Salahi was being considered for an upcoming Bravo channel reality series, “The Real Housewives of D.C.” despite a resume that includes falsehoods. Turns out she wasn’t a Washington Redskins’ cheerleader. Just said she was and attended their alumni events. So, another question: Who has the nerve to lie on their resume?
Scammers Michaele and her husband, Tareq, that’s who. I’m reminded of the story about the Pharisee and the publican the nuns told in religion class. The Pharisee went to the front of the temple and bragged to God about his attributes while the publican stayed in back, head bowed, and humbly admitted he was a sinner. The Salahis haven’t said they’re sorry for their transgression. Only the Secret Service apologized. Meanwhile, the interlopers’ heads get bigger as their sense of self is heightened. They’ve been front page news across the land as photos of them with the White House Chief of Staff, Vice President Biden, even President Obama, come to light. The polo-playing wanna-bes will probably make the cover of next week’s People, too
Why not? They’re a good-looking twosome. In his tuxedo, he easily passes for a member of high society (another fabrication — they’ve left a trail of bad debts in their wake) and she, with her long blonde hair, radiant smile, and midriff-baring sari of red and gold silk, is striking. Is that how they got away with it? Do they look like they belong even if their names don’t appear on the guest list?
I could never get away with what they did and would never dare try. Even when I’m invited to an event, I’m sure there’s a sign above my head saying I don’t belong. But the Salahis are beautiful people who feel they’re welcome anywhere. By now, they probably believe their name was on the guest list all along. In their minds, they’re the power couple everyone wants to hobnob with. To prove it, television networks that want to interview them, will have to meet the Salahi’s demand of “hundreds of thousands of dollars.”
I read they could be prosecuted. Sent to prison. Is there a Big House large enough to hold their gigantic egos? That would be a reality show worth watching.