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“I’m only doing what every intelligence officer already knows: professional and state-sanctioned deception. If governments have course for legitimate violence, why can’t I, as a Government employee, have course to legitimate lying? Besides, it’s not like I can be prosecuted. There’s an Official Secrets Act, but there’s no Official Lying Act.”

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Book:Magical Disinformation
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