I Worked For Mi6 In The Sixties,

America Has Entered One Of Its Periods Of Historic Madness, But This Is The Worst I Can Remember.

I Was The British Spy Who Had Come Out Of The Woodwork And Told It How It Really Was, And Anything I Said To The Contrary Only Enforced The Myth. And Since I Was Writing For A Public Hooked On Bond And Desperate For The Antidote, The Myth Stuck.

The One Thing You Can Bet Is That Spying Is Never Over. Spying Is Like The Wiring In This Building: It's Just A Question Of Who Takes It Over And Switches On The Lights. It Will Go On And On And On.

Cheats, Liars And Criminals May Resist Every Blandishment While Respectable Gentlemen Have Been Moved To Appalling Treasons By Watery Cabbage In A Departmental Canteen.

Why Did I Desert Labour? Total Bloody Disillusionment. The Party Was A Corpse. It Had No Ideology, It Became Detached, Old, Spineless And Needed To Go.