Bizarre item on the RÚV evening news yesterday. Apparently the American ambassador to Iceland [Carol Von der Wurst or whatever her name is] received word that the President of Iceland Ólafur Ragnar Grímsson* was all ready and set to bestow upon her the Order of the Falcon, Iceland’s highest honour. If she could kindly come out to the prez rezidence at Bessastaðir to pick it up.
This was supposed to happen yesterday.
So the good lady gets in her car and is on her way out to Bessastaðir when the phone rings and she’s told it’s all a terrible mistake, she’s not going to receive the Order of the Falcon after all. The prez’s secretary had jumped the gun, the Falcon Order committee “hadn’t finished deliberating”, so if the good lady could please just turn around and go back home. Ta.
OK – was somebody playing a practical joke? Having her on? Pulling her leg? Because I, for one, was under the impression that the Falcon medals were generally handed out twice a year — on New Year’s Day and on June 17 [although come to think of it, there was a slight deviation from schedule last year].
And, well, assuming this really was [or is] under consideration, what exactly has Ms Von der Wurst done to deserve the Order of the Falcon? Call me naive if you will if you shall if you must, but somehow I thought the highest state honour was actually awarded to people who have, like, done something IMPORTANT for the state. I’m sure Ms Von der Wurst is really good at her job and everything, but there has been absolutely nothing in the media or anywhere about her doing anything special to warrant being awarded the highest honour the Republic of Iceland pegs on people. She’s done a couple of newspaper interviews expounding the usual canned policies, and that’s it. I’ve even encountered her in a social setting where she’s been highly aloof and unsociable, making no attempt to mingle with anybody [perhaps she just doesn’t mix with commoners]. So, you know, I’m kinda baffled.
That’s assuming there really WAS a committee that really WAS deliberating. I have my doubts, and am truly curious about what REALLY happened – whether this “the secretary made a boo-boo” story was actually conceived to cover up something potentially more embarrassing – or if this is embarrassing enough.
Earlier today, that is. As usual, I picked the most windy-ass** spot in this city for a walk this afternoon and I could hardly move forward when the wind was in my face. In a couple of the major gusts I was almost blown off the main path and into a pond. Still, all is well now, we have benign breezes and rain. Lots of it. Temps are 6°C [43F]. The sun came up at 5.06 am, set at 9.46 pm.
* whom nobody takes seriously anymore after all the years he spent acting as Head Cheerleader for the now-disgraced moguls who bankrupted us all.
** Nicelandic idiom: rokrassgat.