Not many people may know the name Wafah Dufour, but she’s the niece of Osama bin Laden — the terror mastermind leader of al Qaeda. Dufour, an American by birth, says she wants nothing to do with the name bin Laden. From on newstands in December:
Ms. Dufour, who’s vague about her age but almost certainly younger than 30, sits down at a good corner table and thanks me for helping her tell her story. “It’s really important for me,” she says with a French accent. “I was born in the States, and I want people to know I’m American, and I want people here to understand that I’m like anyone in New York. For me, it’s home.
“It’s really tough that I have to always explain myself, she continues in a soft, husky voice. “It’s like every time I meet someone, I have to move a huge mountain that’s in front of me, and sometimes I get tired.
The face is alluring (big dark eyes, long lashes, plump lips, caramel skin), but she looks wounded. And there’s something else. At first I can’t quite figure it out, but then it hits me: She looks a little like her uncle, albeit a waify ninety-eight-pound tiny-footed version. Sexy Osama! I hold that thought while I listen to her explain that she’s his half niece and one of hundreds of bin Ladens, most of whom are in Saudi Arabia, where she hasn’t been since she was 10. She has no contact with most of her relatives, including her father, doesn’t speak Arabic, has an American passport — The list goes on. “At the end of the day, I believe that the American people understand things and they have compassion and they see what’s fair,” she says. “They are very fair, and that’s why I love America.”
While we really can’t fault her for being Osama’s niece (and a pleasant sight to behold, even under her old name), it’s naturally something that is just so bizarre that there’s no two ways around it. I’m sure it sucks that she’s annoyed and embarassed and blah blah blah. But I have a suggestion for Dufour: what better way to poke your nutty uncle in the eye than to pose for Playboy?
[Tell me you wouldn’t crash your 747 between her twin towers]
Update: An older story paints Wafah as being :
“And the way she treats people! Now she is trying to make money by giving French lessons. But if people don’t want her French lessons, she’ll hang up and scream, ‘Bitch!’ ”
Wafah has also been known to scream at “friends” whose connections did not pan out for her: “You are of no use to me!”
One pal said, “She called up my [connection] and screamed at them: ‘You will meet with me! Now!’ They were like, ‘No way!’ She’s a spoiled rich girl, and it’s wearing thin.”
Heh. Looks like it may not be her family ties that’s holding up her career after all.