“…I walked for a long time
down Sloane Street after leaving the embassy. The red double-decker buses and
the automobiles inched along the thoroughfare. I passed boutiques with window
displays devoted to Prada, Giorgio Armani and Gucci. I was jostled by shoppers
with bags stuffed full of high-end purchases. They, these consumers, seemed
blissfully unaware of the tragedy unfolding a few blocks away. ‘In this
respect, our townsfolk were like everybody else, wrapped up in themselves; in
other words, they were humanists: they disbelieved in pestilences,’ Albert
Camus wrote in The Plague. ‘A pestilence isn’t a thing made to man’s
measure; therefore, we tell ourselves that pestilence is a mere bogy of the
mind, a bad dream that will pass away. But it doesn’t always pass away and,
from one bad dream to another, it is men who pass away, and the humanists first
of all, because they have taken no precautions.’
“The world has been turned
upside down. The pestilence of corporate totalitarianism is spreading rapidly
over the earth. The criminals have seized power. It is not, in the end, simply
Assange or Manning they want. It is all who dare to defy the official
narrative, to expose the big lie of the global corporate state. The persecution
of Assange and Manning is the harbinger of what is to come, the rise of a
bitter world where criminals in Brooks Brothers suits and gangsters in
beribboned military uniforms—propped up by a vast internal and external
security apparatus, a compliant press and a morally bankrupt political
elite—monitor and crush those who dissent. [Teachers], writers, artists,
actors, journalists, scientists, intellectuals and workers will be forced to obey
or thrown into bondage… I fear for us all.”
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