I hadn't even heard of this chap before last week when Terry Gross called him the quintessential spy novelist and ex member of MI6. I might could be a little intrigued by everything he writes about: spies, conspiracies and cultural and regional lingo. A British lass from Pony Club had me from her first sentence, "Mind the cones." I've been using "mind the..." ever since. We now know building 7 fell at free fall speed on 9/11 with nano thermite found everywhere in an obvious controlled demolition. This false flag event and Hegelian dialectic in addition to spy intelligence got us into never ending wars based on yellah cake and other fake news propagated by the weaponized media. It's almost as if the system is made to feed, protect and constantly kill for the empire whose storied (if not phony) creation myth came ordained by the Lord himself. You'll have to forgive me if I'm not really into a God who ordains genocide.
If you want to know how complicated life can be when you're a spy, check this one out!
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