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Two anecdotes about Albright:
1) My former boss traveled to Slovenia where his brother-in-law was the ambassador. Madame Secretary was in country to make a speech and it was raining. A State Department careerist was charged with the duty of holding an umbrella above Albright's head, but in the heavy deluge, it hardly mattered. My boss said the Secretary was appropriately concerned about her coif. "She's bald, Monte," he said. "She looked like Uncle Fester."
2) My mother was traipsing the corridors of the State Department one afternoon when she found herself in foot traffic, trapped behind a crowd of functionaries who seemed to be trailing two tiny people of equal height. It was Madeline Albright and Yasser Arafat. "They're small," my mom said. "About the size of Cousin It."
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