I mean I'm interested in the technical details of their work and how they can justify the various parts of their spirits to each other, but on a personal note they just rub me the wrong way.
Essentially these are individuals who play on the fact that people like me exist.
People like me with an animal spirit of friendly interest in other people are the precise covers that spies wear.
They violate us.
They take the good will that we engender, and alchemize it into paranoia and spite.
You and I both know that anybody who could live among the people he is actively working to destroy is a psychopath.
I don't give a damn how good his cause is.
Humankind in the current year believes that we still need hangman and spies.
But not at the Thanksgiving Dinner table thank you.
Spies are no worse than the common member of every profession.
Somewhere not too far up or down the line of your salary are predators.
So I don't have any strong feelings against the legitimacy of their profession.
And you've got to admit, what they do is interesting and what they are mentally like has got to be interesting too. And I'm no less curious about a foreign agent then I am by an oddly decorated Roman lamp I just pulled from the ground.
But I'm the one these madmen shitting on! It's personal!
But humankind in the current year still grant their benedictions to hangmen and spies.
