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The Trouble Is, When Professional Spies Go Out Of Their Way To Make A Definitive Statement About One Of Their Own, The Public Tends To Believe The Opposite: Which Puts Us All Back Where We Started.

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.

In Every War Zone That I've Been In, There Has Been A Reality And Then There Has Been The Public Perception Of Why The War Was Being Fought. In Every Crisis, The Issues Have Been Far More Complex Than The Public Has Been Allowed To Know.

A Good Writer Can Watch A Cat Pad Across The Street And Know What It Is To Be Pounced Upon By A Bengal Tiger.

Gerald Westerby, He Told Himself. You Were Present At Your Birth. You Were Present At Your Several Marriages And At Some Of Your Divorces, And You Will Certainly Be Present At Your Funeral. High Time, In Our Considered View, That You Were Present At Certain Other Crucial Moments In Your History.