Julian Assange is an arrogant so-and-so, isn’t he, ensconced in the Ecuadorian embassy, no doubt entertaining himself with self-flattering fantasies about being the internet age’s Carlos the Jackal. I wonder how he got to be so cocksure? It’s probably because for much of the past three years he was treated by liberal opinion-formers and vast swathes of the international media as a Mother Teresa-like spectral saint of the computer age, as the sole possessor of The Truth about everything in the whole world.
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