I'm Really A Library Man, Or Second-hand

The Cold War Provided The Perfect Excuse For Western Governments To Plunder And Exploit The Third World In The Name Of Freedom; To Rig Its Elections, Bribe Its Politicians, Appoint Its Tyrants And, By Every Sophisticated Means Of Persuasion And Interference, Stunt The Emergence Of Young Democracies In The Name Of Democracy.

How Bush And His Junta Succeeded In Deflecting America's Anger From Bin Laden To Saddam Hussein Is One Of The Great Public Relations Conjuring Tricks Of History. But They Swung It. A Recent Poll Tells Us That One In Two Americans Now Believe Saddam Was Responsible For The Attack On The World Trade Centre.

Completing A Book, It's A Little Like Having A Baby.... There's A Feeling Of Relief And Satisfaction When You Get To The End. A Feeling That You Have Brought Your Family, Your Characters, Home. Then A Sort Of Post-natal Depression And Then, Very Quickly, The Horizon Of A New Book. The Consolation That Next Time I Will Do It Better.

Most People Like To Read About Intrigue And Spies. I Hope To Provide A Metaphor For The Average Reader's Daily Life. Most Of Us Live In A Slightly Conspiratorial Relationship With Our Employer And Perhaps With Our Marriage.

The More Identities A Man Has, The More They Express The Person They Conceal.