The insidious internet strikes another blow against the nation-state, this time in Europe. Le Grand Secret, a book banned in France written by Mitterand's doctor controversially has been uploaded onto the world wide web by a maverick cybercafé owner in Besançon. The doctor alleges the French President hid his cancer for 11 years. The French government accuses him of breaching medical secrecy and disclosing state secrets. Read the Reuters story.

Their server has been overrun and is virtually impossible to reach. Sighs has nevertheless acquired the book's first pages; you can read them here on the S@IS.faction page. Read page 1, page 2, page 3... and read the rest via this backdoor/shortcut . (The main door is

Makram Ouaiss has gone to Guyana, Latin America, for three weeks as an agent of U.S. foreign policy; he will set up offices there for the National Democratic Institute, which is planning to advise, set up, pay for and monitor the next "elections".

Makram will be essentially incommunicado (as they say in latin), for Guyana is the poorest country in the western hemisphere: 750,000 people, and slightly smaller than Idaho, but most of it is claimed by Venezuela and Suriname anyway. Its GDP ($1.4 billion) is significantly less than the cost of one Stealth Bomber.

[Three days into an internship at NDI, Markus writes:]

...My first joy here at NDI is to play around with these wonderful distracting devices. I even checked soccer results of my team in Frankfurt (well, not "even", that's what the whole www business is made for)...

I'm now working at CNN's Washington Bureau as a freelance broadcast newswriter, and in doing so I've doubled in number the SAIS alumni from our year working there. (Did you know Wolf Blitzer is a SAIS grad?) Zack Messitte is Judy Woodruff's researcher there. It's great to be in a newsroom sitting next to anchors which a few short years ago I trusted. Now that I'll be putting my words into their mouth (literally) I'd advise against it. Today Bernard Shaw berated a news-editor for trying to make him read "Sarajevo's serb suburbs". I'm turning into a news-junkie.

Newsflash: Uta Harnischfeger and Tom Atkins are getting married in June/July 1996 in Augsburg, Germany. Wow.

Letting go is never that easy. I suppose that is why I'm sat back here in front of Stefan's increasingly decrepit Mac (or increasingly dirty Mac if you have any idea about the amount of porn there is floating around on the internet.) Here is some grist for the rumor mill:

Dow Jones will soon be renaming itself Dow SAIS. Yet another swathe of alumi have made use of Apdow's increasingly lenient recruitment policies. Myself and Robert Bonte-Friedheim at the Wall Street Journal in London will soon be joined by Rebecca Patterson who is moving to work around the corner with APDJ. Anyone keen on a daily currency update can find her Forex column daily on page C-something of the US Journal, although she warns that if it reads badly, it is because she has a new French editor who is somewhat non-native.

Little Jonny Sinclair has followed every other Londoner into the offices of EBN. Sorry, that's European Business News. Still lost? Wall Street Journal Television. Don't worry, no-one seems to have heard of it, and even fewer people seem to watch it. This doesn't stop reporters telling gullible bankers that EBN has "a potential 300 million viewers." Like China being a potential consumer market of 2 billion people. Anyway, it's a good experience builder. I was there for 3 months. Eurof "John" Uppington was there for one week. He spent most of the time reading the Sun and wasn't asked to come back. Memorable quotation; "Eurof stop reading the paper and do some fucking work."

Then there is Susannah Gold with AP in Milan, and Birgit Schwarz knocking on AP doors in Frankfurt. Apparently Glenn Manoff may be moving to APDJ in London too. Purely as an aside, the London bureau chief's wife went to SAIS. Is there some connection here? I suppose it's good to see that the network is alive and well, which is useful because none of us have seemed capable of getting jobs on our own merits (heresy, heresy).