We all have our lapses of judgment. But some of us make such horrendously poor decisions that one simply has to ask, “What were they on?”. Every week we bring you three contenders in what can only be described as a battle of small wits. So, with great pleasure we present this week’s three La Fee Absinthe-Minded Moment of the Week finalists. Inside we have the Colonel Gaddafi, Floyd Shivambu, and Austria’s new Fritzl. But who claims the prize for the most mindbogglingly foolish tomfoolery of the week? Click through to find out!

Third place – Floyd Shivambu

Dearest Floyd Shivambu is obviously feeling a little out of sorts at the moment, what with his reprimanding and disciplinary hearing coming up. This didn’t stop him drinking absinthe late into the night though, and on Wednesday morning at about 01h00, after a good session, he had enough confidence to drop a chirp about the nationalisation of the country’s mines on his Facebook wall. He posted that he reckons the country’s mines will eventually be nationalised, and then added a link about Venezuelan president Hugo Chavez nationalising the South American country’s gold industry.

Second place – Austria’s new Fritzl

As if the Fritzl story wasn’t enough, it’s emerged that another Austrian father has kept his two mentally ill daughters as sex prisoners in one room for about 40 years. Gottfried W is said to have started his assaults in 1970 when one of his daughters was 12 and the other four. His wife Berta died in 2008, but the alleged beatings, rape and torture of his daughters, aged 53, and 45, went on until May this year when the elder of the two decided to fight back despite being warned that they would be killed if they resisted. Reportedly, she struck her 80-year-old father while he was trying to rape her and he fell in such a way that rendered him unable to get up. For two days they ignored his pleas for help, but eventually called the local authorities who sent a social worker to the house. Long-term absinthe use is not recommended, Gottfried.

The winner – Colonel Gaddafi

Gaddafi’s playboyish lifestyle is nearing its end. His absinthe stash is running low. This morning, rebels were pictured dive-bombing each other in the pool at one of his seafront villas while another with an AK47 sat triumphant in a canoe in the pool at the exclusive coastal resort on the outskirts of Tripoli. The Malibu-style beach house, erected on stilts above the Mediterranean coastline, bears all the hallmarks of a Charlie Sheen vibe, from its monochrome colour scheme to the huge white leather circular bed, scattered with designer Fendi cushions, bedspreads and white piano. The house was littered with broken bottles of vodka, rum and whiskey, but he’d taken what was left of his absinthe, obviously.