By Pat Kane. First published on APRIL 13TH, 2019
SO it comes to this. Julian Assange, the charismatic info-thorn in the side of secretive regimes, is dragged out squirming and shouting from his London sanctuary, looking like a middle-aged hippie squatter gone to seed.
We might apply the kind of media scepticism to this footage that the age of WikiLeaks has generally encouraged. Who captured it and distributed it? In whose interest is it for us to see the great revealer of the war crimes of imperial states, bundled out into the streets like a bearded crazy?