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Saturday, March 03, 2001

THAT'S RICH
Alexander Cockburn
writes about (via drat fink) how what's unpardonable for Clinton is hunky-dory for Shrub the Elder:
In 1989, President Bush used his power to pardon a longtime Soviet spy who had been prudent enough to offer $1.3 million to Ronald Reagan's presidential library, plus a $110,000 disbursement to the Republican National Committee (RNC), this latter bribe being made in the week of Bush's inauguration. The pardon duly came a few months later, on Aug. 14, 1989.

The spy was Armand Hammer, whose successful maneuvers for his pardon are hilariously described in Edward Jay Epstein's brilliant 1996 book on Hammer, "Dossier." Epstein describes how Hammer had bizarrely hoped he would be in line for a Nobel Peace prize for his efforts to foster U.S.-Soviet understanding. To this end he lobbied both Prince Charles and the then Israeli prime minister, Menachem Begin, who duly nominated him for the Peace prize. But Hammer discovered that no one with a criminal conviction had ever won the Nobel award. On his record there was the embarrassment (a trifling one, given his amazing career as a spy and oil bandit, eliciting no less than six federal investigations dating back to 1938) of A federal misdemeanor conviction in 1976 for his illegal campaign contributions to Nixon's campaign in 1972. So he needed a pardon.

Hammer made his $1.3 million pledge to the Reagan library and began to agitate for a pardon. The FBI alerted the Reagan White House to ongoing investigations of Hammer for attempting to bribe members of the Los Angeles City Council to the tune of $120,00 to give a green light to Hammer's company, Occidental, to drill off the California coast. Nonetheless, it seemed that the pardon would come through in Reagan's parting hours. Then a hitch arose. Hammer had asked Reagan for a pardon based on innocence. As he had pleaded guilty to the misdemeanors, even the compliant Reagan White House couldn't oblige.

Hammer shifted gears and greeted the incoming President Bush with the request for a pardon based on compassion, which Bush gave him. Ever the businessman, Hammer felt that since Reagan hadn't come through, he had no obligation to pony up the $1.3 million he'd promised to the library. He did make the $110,000 br... , uh, contribution, to the RNC. So he got his pardon, though, alas, not his Peace prize, which, in 1989, went to the Dalai Lama.

And then there's Shrub the Elder's pardons of the Iran Contra six: Caspar Weinberger, Elliot Abrams, Robert McFarlane, Duane Clarridge, Alan Fiers and Clair George. These pardons involved more than simply allowing others to skip having to take their medicine:
But there was more to this pardon than just getting some former criminal associates off the hook. [Special prosecutor Lawrence] Walsh said that new evidence had come to light in the form of notes taken by Weinberger, suggesting that as vice president, Bush had been in the loop on the Iran-contra deals. Said Walsh, "In light of President Bush's own misconduct, we are gravely concerned by his decision to pardon others who lied to Congress and obstructed official investigations." In other words, Walsh was suggesting that outgoing president Bush had pardoned Weinberger to ensure the silence of a man who could testify about his own criminal complicity in the Iran-contra scandal.
Very soon after those pardons the troops were in Somalia, just as the Gipper had invaded Grenada a couple of weeks after 242 Marines were killed in Beirut on his watch. But at least they weren't attempting to distract attention from their own troubles via military adventurism like evil Clinton.

Joe Conason describes some more of Shrub the Elder's action magic happy fun time pardons:

The following year [1990], Mr. Bush allowed exiled terrorist Orlando Bosch to leave prison and reside in Miami, even though the C.I.A. and F.B.I. held Mr. Bosch responsible for such atrocities as the bombing of a Cuban civilian airliner in 1976. (That crime occurred when Mr. Bush himself headed the C.I.A.) The alleged mass murderer profited from intense lobbying by Presidential son Jeb Bush, then a rising Florida politician whose wealthy local business partners happened to include Mr. Bosch?s leading advocates in the Cuban-American community.

Days before he departed the Oval Office, the elder Bush rather mysteriously commuted the 55-year sentence of a Pakistani heroin dealer named Aslam Adam. Less mysteriously, he also pardoned five fellow Texans.

At least three of the fortunate Lone Star felons belonged to the Bush clan's own socioeconomic set, meaning country-club Republicans. One was a scion of the Cox oil family, which donates heavily to Republican and conservative causes; he was also related by marriage to Mr. Bush's old friend and the former Senator, John Tower. This fellow had committed an $80 million bank fraud but served only six months in prison. Another was a defense contractor and big G.O.P. donor who had done 15 months for income-tax evasion.

Well geez, if Neil Bush hadn't spent any time in jail for bank fraud, then why should the sons of Poppy's old friends have to? And you're not really a terrorist if you kill evil, godless commies for Jesus.
posted by Steven Baum 3/3/2001 09:03:19 AM | link

Thursday, March 01, 2001

THE BIG MOLE
Kim Philby is perhaps the most interesting spook of the last century. He's certainly the one who's been subject to the most speculation by both professionals and amateurs over the years. Philby's most widespread appearance in print was as the model for John Le Carre's Bill Haydon character in
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy, although Haydon is Philby significantly downplayed. Most recently, he's the chief protagonist in Declare, Tim Powers' latest marvelous amalgamation of fact and fantasy.

Philby's greatest effect on the U.S. spook community was the manner in which he apparently drove James Angleton insane over what's come to be known as the Big Mole. This was certainly not hindered by the fact that not only had Philby known Angleton for years, but he was also one of Angleton's spook instructors when the latter was an OSS novice in London in 1943, tutoring him on the double-cross system they worked against the Germans. They also shared a weekly lunch in Washington D.C. for about three years starting in 1949 when Philby was stationed there as a liaison officer, so Philby probably knew Angleton as well as anyone knew the "Blond Ghost."

The genesis of the Big Mole was the defection of Anatoly Golitsyn from the KGB in late 1961. Golitsyn was the first big defector from the Soviet Union and did indeed expose a number of Soviet moles in the west. This lended credibility to his story about a very highly placed mole code named SASHA, or the first incarnation of the Big Mole. SASHA was supposed to be buried in the CIA itself, and had supposedly been activated in 1957 when a top KGB official named Viktor Kovshuk flew into D.C. without surveillance, rendezvoused with and activated SASHA, and left almost immediately. The fun begins, especially given Golitsyn's contention that further defectors would be "sent" to cast doubt on him, especially concerning his SASHA story.

The next key event was Philby's final defection to Moscow from his post in Beirut in 1963, almost immediately after which there was a remarkable change in the personality of the KGB. The speculation is that a rising young KGB star named Yuri Andropov used the spook experience of Philby to tell him how the KGB should look and operate in Western Europe and the U.S., and in the process rose quickly through the ranks of the KGB and, eventually, even higher. In the words of Ron Rosenbaum (from his "The Shadow of the Mole" found in Travels with Dr. Death and Other Unusual Investigations:

KGB operations - once mainly distinguished by thuggish tactics of blackmail, bribery, and brute force - developed a level of subtlety and complexity almost baroque, in fact rococo, in the many-layered richness of ambiguity they displayed. Particulary in relation to the American target; particulary in relation to James Angleton.
Yuri Nosenko started the mind games when he became the first post-Philby KGB defector in January 1964. Nosenko claimed that the Big Mole was named ANDREY, not SASHA, and that Kovshuk's mysterious trip was to activate ANDREY. He supplied sufficient details to prompt the FBI to arrest a Sergeant Rhodes who had once worked in the American embassy motor pool in Moscow and who admitted meeting Kovshuko in 1957. Angleton and his acolytes thought this a red herring in an attempt to protect SASHA, since such a low-level grunt couldn't possibly be a highly placed and dangerous mole. Thus starts the Mole War.

Angleton et al. weren't about to let Nosenko get away with lying to them:

When conventional methods of interrogation failed to get Nosenko to confess his perfidy, the CIA's Soviet Bloc division decided he would have to be convinced of the absolute hopelessness of holding out. And so they put Nosenko in a thick-walled steel cage, with only a single bed and a bare light bulb, nothing to look at, listen to, or react to, no distinction between night and day, no hope of escape except by a confession. They kept him in solitary confinement for two and a half years. There are hints they did more than observe him, interrogate him, and subject him to extreme sensory deprivation. There are hints that they slipped him mind-altering truth-serum drugs. There are hints of harsher, more physical methods brought to bear. And yet, after all that, Nosenko never cracked.
When Nosenko failed to confess what they wanted to hear, his interrogators cracked. They demanded that the entire CIA Soviet Bloc division be quarantined from all contact with confidential information. They didn't want the Big Mole - who they were sure was in the division - to be able to muck things up.

By late 1966 Nosenko was still in solitary and the division still quarantined, so CIA director Richard Helms ordered a resolution in 60 days. Two months later Nosenko was released from solitary as he still hadn't told the Angleton faction what they wanted to hear. The Angleton camp was - and still is - convinced that this delivered the CIA into the hand of the Soviets under the hidden guidance of the Big Mole. The so-called "Angleton orthodoxy" is the first of the five schools of thought concerning the Big Mole that Rosenbaum details.

The second school was the "sick think" school that arose in opposition to the "Angleton orthodoxy". The key assumption behind this school is that the Big Mole probably never existed, but was rather an invention of the double-cross thinking that obsessed Angleton and his acolytes. No logical chasm was too wide to be bridged by a theoretical variation - no matter how tenuously connected to reality it might be - of the Big Mole theory. One blatant symptom of this was Angleton suspecting a couple of Nosenko's interrogators of being the Mole or at least in league with him - one for believing Nosenko too much and the other for disbelieving him too much. The coup de grace, though, was Project Dinosaur, the code name of Angleton's project to prove that Averill Harriman was a long-term Soviet mole.

The axe came for Angleton in 1974 when he made an unauthorized trip to Paris to notify the French spooks that the man Colby had just appointed to be CIA station chief there was a Soviet mole. Angleton was officially fired because of his involvement in an illegal mail-interception program, but was really let go because Colby had had enough of his mole hunt.

The third school - of which the author says he's probably the only proponent - posits that Angleton's thinking wasn't convoluted enough. This school claims that Philby outsmarted Angleton with a double-double-cross system that depended on the creation of what are known as notional moles. They are called notional after a medieval philosophy concept that refers to a class of entities that exist only in the mind. An example would be the notional British moles placed in German territory in WWII via "secret" communications deliberately meant to be intercepted. Just enough vague references to an agent were leaked to lead the Germans to believe that a real one existed. Thus, they wasted resources looking for him and the British wasted nothing more than the time it took to send a few extra and phony secret messages.

According to this school, Philby sent over a series of defectors with a variety of stories calculated to keep Angleton's head spinning and the CIA effectively paralyzed. According to Rosenbaum:

So you send one false defector after another to approach the CIA. You provide them with some true information and some false, and one common theme: there is no Big Mole, there were a few little moles, but they've already been caught.
Thus Angleton's thinking wasn't convoluted enough to consider that Philby deliberately plotted to keep him obsessing about a Big Mole when there was none.

Now we get even more convoluted as we consider the fourth and fifth schools. The fourth says that Angleton was the mole and Philby his control; the fifth that Philby was an American mole in the Soviet Union and Angleton his control. The case for the fourth school was first made by a man on Angleton's own counterintelligence staff named Clare Petty, whose bona fides were established by his spotting the top mole in the West German intelligence service long before the West Germans did. In addition to some details we won't dwell on here, the fourth school case can be made circumstantially by the fact the Angleton arguably did more damage to the CIA during his decade long mole hunt than any number of real moles might have done.

A corollary of the fifth school theory is that not only was Philby a mole for Angleton, but so also was Yuri Andropov, the man whose rapid rise in the Soviet spook apparatus coincided with Philby's arrival in Moscow in 1963. If the Soviets could be convinced that Andropov and Philby were spook geniuses who inflicted grievous damage on their arch-enemies, then they would be ceded sufficient power to do real damage to the Soviets - a real possibility since Stalin was no longer around to purge the entire intelligence apparatus every couple of years. And the circumstantial evidence? Try 1989.

Now don't be discouraged that we've run out of schools. Once you get into this sort of thing additional schools are easy to "convene". For instance, I'm sure the usual crowd of Clinton haters assume as a matter of course that he's been a Soviet mole since his trip there back in the 1960s. And what better way to lull the capitalist running dogs into a false sense of security than having the economy double in size during your years in office? Not to mention it's less a paralogical morass than attempting to claim that Clinton had absolutely nothing to do with the economy for 8 years while Reagan had everything to do with it during his 8 years (or at least the last 5 of them, and then nothing to do with the Bush recession in 1991, and then everything to do with the Clinton boom in the 1990s, and now nothing again during the current economic decline, and everything again during the next economic expansion).

Personally I think Jim Henson was the Big Mole. After all, he molded pretty much every young mind from 1969 until the CIA caught up with him and he "died" of a "bacterial infection." Just try singing any of those catchy Sesame Street songs backwards, comrade.
posted by Steven Baum 3/1/2001 11:37:04 PM | link

Wednesday, February 28, 2001

CHENEY GOOD, RICH BAD
One of the things that ostensibly makes Marc Rich the anti-christ (and therefore Clinton's pardon a satanic thing) is that he bought oil from evil, evil (although significantly less evil than in, say, 1980) Iran in contravention of a 1995 executive order forbidding U.S. companies or individuals from doing business with Iran. That bit of rhetorical bombast will undoubtedly fade from the usual round of radio and television screechfests as the report of Dick "Dick" Cheney's "former" company Halliburton's
cozying up to Iran gets wider notice, i.e.
Halliburton Co., the U.S. oil-services giant until recently headed by V.P. Richard Cheney, has opened an office in Tehran and operated in Iran in possible violation of U.S. sanctions, Thursday's Wall Street Journal reported.

Since 1995, U.S. laws have banned most American commerce with Iran, Halliburton Products and Services Ltd. works behind an unmarked door on the ninth floor of a new north Tehran tower block. A brochure declares that the company was registered in 1975 in the Cayman Islands, is based in the Persian Gulf sheikdom of Dubai and is "non-American." But, like the sign over the receptionist's head, the brochure bears the Dallas company's name and red emblem, and offers services from Halliburton units around the world.

But wait a minute! That's a foreign subsidiary of Halliburton and not the U.S. company, so everything's kosher, Clinton and Rich are still evil, and Uncle Dick is still one hell of a guy. Not so fast. Let's take a closer look at the specific language of the order:
No U.S. person may approve or facilitate the entry into or performance of transactions or contracts with Iran by a foreign subsidiary of a U.S. firm that the U.S. person is precluded from performing directly. Similarly, no U.S. person mayh facilitate such transactions by unaffiliated foreign persons.
That is, you can't hide behind a steaming pile of "foreign affiliate" verbiage. And who besides the most anencephalic of reactionary apologists believes for a second that Uncle Dick wasn't pulling the strings on any and all transactions related to Halliburton or any of its affiliates when he was running the place? Ah, you say, but you have no evidence that Cheney would be in favor of such transactions. It was probably just a Clinton mole that did all the stuff in Iran. Not quite. According to a July 2000 oil company newsletter:
The former U.S. Defence Secretary Dick Cheney, who is currently Chief Executive of Halliburton, labelled present Iran-U.S. relations as a "tragedy" and said that it is time to set the past crises aside. Speaking at the World Petroleum Congress in Calgary, Cheney said: "I hope we can find ways to improve mutual ties. I think one of those ways is to allow American firms to do the same works as other firms from other parts of the world are able to do now." He further added: "We are kept out of there primarily by our own government," noting that the U.S. policy aims to prevent its companies from making large investments in Iran and that this policy is a "mistake." "While American companies have to sit on the sidelines, oil companies from the rest of the world have invested in Iran's energy sector, sometimes without operating the same high standards." He also remarked that unilateral economic sanctions were not effective in achieving political and even human rights goals.
Well, except in Cuba, of course. So Uncle Dick has publicly lobbied in favor of engaging in business deals with Iran, and has with all probability actually been engaging in business deals with them for well over a decade. It should also be reiterated that Cheney's current chief of staff was a lead attorney for Marc Rich until about six months ago. If those who've been shrieking their vilifications of Clinton and Rich for the past several weeks actually believe their bloviations and aren't engaging in yet another cynical attempt to distract attention from the machinations of the current Commander in Thief, then I'm sure they'll be more than happy to join with me in saying how Uncle Dick is the most appropriate person since Spiro Agnew to hold the title of Vice President.

On a related note, a few days back I was flipping through the channels and stopped at Fox "We Distort, You Decide" News for just long enough to hear a commentator complain about how Clinton's still making the headlines. I had no idea that Clinton's evil tendrils have reached far enough to actually choose which stories are chosen to lead on Fox, the "news" network supposedly started because all those sinister liberal outlets were deliberately biasing the news. You know, by doing things like choosing lead stories for reasons of ideology rather than intrinsic newsworthiness.
posted by Steven Baum 2/28/2001 07:54:27 AM | link


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