I woke up today faced with a John Pilger piece defending Julian Assange. I had heard Pilger speak in Australia, at what was supposed to be a peace conference. I thought the crowd was going to get torches and pitchforks and begin killing Muslims almost immediately.
I was puzzled. There was something enigmatic, more likely something that didn’t pass the ”sniff test” going on here.
Simply put, if Pilger told me the sun was out and it was nice outside, I would get a flashlight and umbrella. Assange was, long ago, exposed as a professional stooge of intelligence agencies. Read More