Showing posts with label Kim Philby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kim Philby. Show all posts

Saturday, August 22, 2015

The Specter Haunting….British Intelligence-With Heroic Soviet Spy Kim Philby In Mind


The Specter Haunting….British Intelligence-With Heroic Soviet Spy Kim Philby In Mind


Kim Philby via Wikipedia  




Click below to link to a BBC segment on alleged Soviet spy Cedric Belfrage:

http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-34012395


 
From The Pen Of Sam Lowell

There is a specter haunting British intelligence, you know, MI5, MI6, the spooks, the James Bond wanna-be’s who wind up as cut-rate George Smileys. That specter has a name even seventy-five plus years later, the heroic Kim Philby. Oh sure there were others, Burgess, MacLean, Blount, the Cambridge Five boys, but Philby is the one that got under their skin, the one who still gets under their skin as the latest report out of BBC details. Philby’s fingerprints are over everything that touches British intelligence from the late 1930s until the 1960s when he got away, breezed right through their fingers.

Here is the beauty of what Philby knew, counted on. See he knew that when the deal went down, the good old boys clubs that dotted the upper edges of British class life (still do just ask David Cameron) starting back in early childhood would never ever do anything to do harm to his or her majesty’s realm. So the spy boys never thought, at least in time, even if they claim otherwise post hoc they had to worry about one of their own. (Forget all the lying subterfuge stuff by James Jesus Angleton to the contrary.) Never thought to worry about that six generations or more of being on top against the insurgent up-start Soviets. And so never know what hit them.

Yeah, no question, when the old Soviet Union was around, warts and all, it was good to have a “class traitor” like Philby on your side. Damn, wish we had some serious prospects these days of socialism (not of the necessary of that system that has been there since Marx’s time, maybe before)     in order to find some guys like Philby to defend it. Still I am willing to bet in another seventy-five plus years they will still be scratching their heads wondering how they “missed” the six million signs that Philby was working the other side of the street.