the delight of intellectuals with revolutionary movements diminishes in direct proportion to the proximity of their contact with operations. Professors of political science at the University of the Philippines, for example, may wax poetic about the Communist Party. But speak to one of the founding members of Communist urban guerilla opreations and he will drily tell you how he was ordered into a safehouse to rescue the Penthouse magazine collection of members of the central committe. One man I knew was tortured to death by the New People's Army in mountain province. They sliced the flesh off his legs until he died. His clothes and personal belongings were returned to his widow by a very high ranking party representative who claimed to have no idea what happened to the victim. How that reminds me of Hamad when he says "Alan Johnston is my friend ... I promise that we are doing our best efforts to save him". I'll bet if something happens to Johnston, Hamad will have no idea what happened |
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