You have read that I had been approached at McGill University by The Royal Canadian Mounted Police to act as an informant to turn in and rat on “student revolutionaries”. That idea was distasteful so I walked away from that “opportunity”. I was an Eastern European political scholar and of course I made summer plansContinue reading ““The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous”: Chapter 15: Fishing with the Central Intelligence Agency”
