At 9:23pm Alexander Litvinenko Died
Today I though I would be writing a positive entry. I thought it would go a little like this…
'Global Gangland is being reprinted. It has been out for less than two months and it is already on a second run.
Obviously this is good news for my publisher. However, it is even better news for me. The reprint means some of the issues resulting in recent threats to ‘pour bullets down my neck’ can now hopefully be resolved.
In the week where one of my sources for Global Gangland lies dieing in a London hospital bed after being poisoned, I am more than little relieved at the prospect of being less of a target.'
I thought it would go on to describe last night’s fantastic outing, drinking Bellinis at The Heights whilst 100,000 lights shone below me transforming London into fairyland.
However, sometime before midnight I switched on the BBC News 24 to hear: ‘At 9:23pm Alexander Litvinenko died.’
Whilst the rest of the world now seems to know him as ‘the radioactive Russian spy’, to me he was a source of information for some of the material in Global Gangland dealing with the Organizatsia.
I had been shaken up for several days ever since I heard from one of the Frontline Club crew that Litvinenko had gone into hospital. Now I am a mess of empathy for his wife and son, anger towards his killers, a heightened sense of my own mortality and vacillation about whether I need to contact the police.
I do not think there will be any blog entries for the new couple of days. Sometimes reflection is not best done in public.
'Global Gangland is being reprinted. It has been out for less than two months and it is already on a second run.
Obviously this is good news for my publisher. However, it is even better news for me. The reprint means some of the issues resulting in recent threats to ‘pour bullets down my neck’ can now hopefully be resolved.
In the week where one of my sources for Global Gangland lies dieing in a London hospital bed after being poisoned, I am more than little relieved at the prospect of being less of a target.'
I thought it would go on to describe last night’s fantastic outing, drinking Bellinis at The Heights whilst 100,000 lights shone below me transforming London into fairyland.
However, sometime before midnight I switched on the BBC News 24 to hear: ‘At 9:23pm Alexander Litvinenko died.’
Whilst the rest of the world now seems to know him as ‘the radioactive Russian spy’, to me he was a source of information for some of the material in Global Gangland dealing with the Organizatsia.
I had been shaken up for several days ever since I heard from one of the Frontline Club crew that Litvinenko had gone into hospital. Now I am a mess of empathy for his wife and son, anger towards his killers, a heightened sense of my own mortality and vacillation about whether I need to contact the police.
I do not think there will be any blog entries for the new couple of days. Sometimes reflection is not best done in public.
posted by David at 7:41 PM
6 Comments:
The Litvinenko murder should serve as ‘another’ wakeup call to those who consider the warnings to be hyperbole or politics as usual. I imagine that all governments engage in intimidation and assassination as a means to an end and I think most people acknowledge that fact. I also think most people don’t understand the dangers that these tactics pose to the liberties and freedoms that are being steadily worn away for the sake of security.
take whatever time you need. i will be waiting. xx
I agree with the last para.
Polonium is bad, but Thallium is much, much worse.
Are you a scientist Forty_Two? I doubt it as your comment suggests you actually know very little about radioactive materials.
wow! really grand writing, i am going to bookmark your link
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