Tit for Tat
Last year the Pakistanis expressed public outrage after reports appeared that British intelligence agencies were listening in to the happenings at Pakistan’s High Commission in London. The British government was excoriated in parliament and press and was duly reprimanded and reminded that Pakistan was, after all, a ‘frontline ally in the war against terrorism‘. (Since this phrase is used so very often, it will henceforth be abbreviated to FATWAT. The shorthand will save time, space and bandwidth).
But this week’s recall of Britain’s military attache in Islamabad reveals that the Pakistanis too have been up to some naughtiness of their own. The ‘old tartan barrel’ fell for a combination of beauty and intelligence that came in the form of a Pakistani defence academic, working for the usual ‘rogue elements’ within Pakistan’s ISI. Even in their embarassment the British authorities have been kind enough to exonerate not just Gen Musharraf, but also the ISI as a whole. As a result of this nice little diplomatic gesture, the Pakistani authorities were saved the need to pull out the FATWAT reminder.
Tailpiece: For the record, the British authorities have let it be known that while Brig Durcan’s relationship with the Pakistani ISI agent was ‘inappropriate’, it was only a ‘platonic friendship‘.
and be amusing too! 😉
So you’ve stooped as low as to call Pakistan a FAT TWAT! Nice :-p ;-P
TTG,
That one was unintentional. Really. I myself caught on after you pointed it out 🙂
Could you disable the smileys they look so er… girly 😐
Is there any reference as to who is the female academic? I have some idea but haven’t been able to obtain the name in any report of the matter.
Huvishka, could it be Shireen Mazhari who writes for the Jang? She’s a pretty face and a defence academic…(and very anti-India).
Shireen Mazari, a pretty face? Dude, where’ve you been?
Now Sydney Bristow is more like it.
You think the ISI has a Sydney Bristow?
Folks,
Seen this. She’s not Shireen Mazari, but someone from the think-tank she heads. It’s a certain lady called ‘MK’