1. This has been zipping about, but if you haven’t seen it already, don’t miss the take of Craig Murray, the former UK Ambassador to Uzbekistan, on the latest terror plot. (Murray was fired by the British Foreign Office for criticizing Uzbekistan’s routine torture, thereby mucking up England’s highly moral and extremely rational foreign policy.)
I have been reading very carefully through all the Sunday newspapers to try and analyse the truth from all the scores of pages claiming to detail the so-called bomb plot. Unlike the great herd of so-called security experts doing the media analysis, I have the advantage of having had the very highest security clearances myself, having done a huge amount of professional intelligence analysis, and having been inside the spin machine.
So this, I believe, is the true story…
2. Dennis Perrin takes his son to the water park:
The boy and I were diving through a chlorinated waterfall running down a faux rock face when I surfaced and saw a Nazi tattoo on a big white arm. I couldn’t believe it. Open militarism is one thing, part of Americana, a disease you somewhat get used to; but an actual swastika is a deeper statement. The guy wearing it was large and muscular, looking like a bodyguard or bouncer, his head shaved, his goatee closely trimmed. The swastika was surrounded by two tiny American flags with an eagle atop…Check please!…
We moved through the parking lot choked with SUVs, Hummers, and pick-ups, many boasting “Support Our Troops,” “These Colors Never Run” and “USA Number 1” bumperstickers. I couldn’t wait to get home, lock the door, and drain a stiff drink. But my son strolled along, oblivious to the raw nationalist sentiment on all those gas-guzzling symbols of our collective arrogance and greed, and thanked me for taking him to the park, saying “This is one of the best days ever. I had a blast, Dad!”
This filled me with happiness, love, and fear. Poor kid. Look at the world that awaits him.