If you like theater, if you love spectacle, then you love Julian Assange. Well, not him, actually, he’s a secretive sort. You love the reaction to Assange.
We are witnessing a rare thing right now. We are seeing a large chunk of the planet vomit their wide-ranging inner narratives upon the movie screen known as ‘Julian Assange.’ The paranoids are scared of him, the fascists will execute him, the rebels take up his fight, the governments must legislate him, and the demagogues are violently split.
And some of the liberal women of socialist Sweden find him interesting. Well, until he won’t wear a condom, and then he’s some sort of criminal, but then he’s not, and then he is again, and then the world’s biggest extradition case is underway.
At least that’s what it looks like today — the truth of the story will be forthcoming. It’s condoms for now — Assange is being extradited for sex crimes related to condom usage with 2 women while in Sweden.
The pair went out for dinner together at a nearby restaurant. Afterwards they returned to her flat and had sex. What is not disputed by either of them is that a condom broke — an event which, as we shall see, would later take on great significance.
At the time, however, the pair continued to be friendly enough the next day, a Saturday, with “Sarah” even throwing a party for him at her home in the evening.
And with “Jessica”:
The attraction was mutual. After lunch, the pair went to the cinema to see a film called Deep Sea. “Jessica’s” account suggests that [sic] were ‘intimate’ and then went to a park where Assange told her she was ‘attractive’ . .
So it was that on the Monday, “Jessica” called Assange and they arranged to get together in Stockholm . . and after they arrived at her apartment they had sex. According to her testimony to police, Assange wore a condom. The following morning they made love again. This time he used no protection.
“Jessica” reportedly said later that she was upset that he had refused when she asked him to wear a condom.
. . and then . .
“Jessica” was worried she could have caught a sexual disease, or even be pregnant: and this is where the story takes an intriguing turn. She then decided to phone “Sarah” — whom she had met at the seminar, and with whom Assange had been staying — and apparently confided to her that she’d had unprotected sex with him.
At that point, “Sarah” said that she, too, had slept with him . .
They went together to a Stockholm police station where they said they were seeking advice on how to proceed with a complaint by “Jessica” against Assange.
. . and then . .
. . there he goes in a London armored police truck, media in tow. This is a whacky, cat-brained world, and Julian Assange has become a giant ball of catnip. Glenn Beck is sure the guy’s being set up, an unwitting victim in a massive conspiracy:
Think of this — if the guy is legitimately hit by a truck walking down the street, he was drunk and he drank it himself, what percentage of the planet is going to believe that that was an accident? I mean, what are the odds of all of that happening? . .
Read the stories. Everyone is questioning the establishment. It’s bottom-up. We haven’t scratched the surface on this story. This is like hour one of season in “24.” This is the beginning of the time that I told you would come, where you wouldn’t know who to believe or what to believe. You had to be strong inside yourself first.
. . and now the hacktivists come to his rescue:
The website of MasterCard has been hacked and partially paralysed in apparent revenge for the international credit card’s decision to cease taking donations to WikiLeaks.
A group of online activists calling themselves Anonymous appear to have orchestrated a DDOS (“distributed denial of service”) attack on the site, bringing its service at www.mastercard.com to a halt for many users.
“While we don’t have much of an affiliation with WikiLeaks, we fight for the same reasons,” the statement explains. “We want transparency and we counter censorship. The attempts to silence WikiLeaks are long strides closer to a world where we can not say what we think and are unable to express our opinions and ideas.”
. . and then, in Naples, we are reminded Julian was the fourth Magus:
. . and he’s currently leading Time’s online polling for ‘Person of the Year.’