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Washington Scene Seo By George Dixon Where’s James? / ALL TH TIME I was out West on a ghort respite I did little else Zhan eat, sleep, swim, play fhe slot machines, end read Tan Fleming’s thrillers about dames Bond, © the invincible British secret service agent. Il became brainwashed with the con- viction “that nobody on — earth could Dizen get ahead of M15, the real-life British counterpart of our CIA, to which Bond is fic- tionally attached, : I accepted as an article of faith that MI5, as typified so nobly by Agent Bond, would shoot, knife, bomb or seduce its way out of any complica- tion, and that Britain's of- ficial secrets would remain chaste. This would mean that ours would, too, because, ac- cording to Author Fleming, qour FBI and CIA spill every: thing they know to MIS. Sometimes I became a lit- tle concerned that Bond de- voted too much of his ener- gies_to seducing beautiful young wonten whom he found. Cc 14 slightly tarnished but suc- ceeded in cleaning up in the end. I feared this treadmill lovemaking might sap too much of his strength so he wouldn't be able to give his best to fights with machine- Sun crews, germ warfare as- ‘sassins and giant octopi. But I resigned myself to Bond having his little flings so long as he always scored vietory for our side—partic- ularly against SMERSH, which the author described and torture apparatus of the Soviet secret police. { IN MY childish trust I never once doubted that it would always be SMASH for SMERSH if M15 was on the job. The only thing I couldn't understand was why the Rus- sian secret service didn't get discouraged about stealing U.S.U.K, secrets and just i give up. Now I know why they didn't. I am as disillusioned with M15 as Prime Minister Macmillan is reposted to be with H.A.R. (KimJ Philby, the diplomat Turned _jJotrnalist, whom Mac defended, only to have Philby defect to the Russians. Vb ost Uo aa Gt we an 'g authoritatively as the murder. The devastating disclosure | has just come out that our }FBI and CIA have found the tight Httle island to be a giant sieve, woven out of old chool ties, Directors J. Edgar oover and John A. McCone believe the trouble is that 4 ‘M15 is staffed with treacle ; footed Old Boys from Harrow and Eton who couldn't pene- secret operative unless he gatas ix a Callahan Evans Gale avel Trotter Tele Room Holmes Gandy trate the cover of a Soviet \ handed them a calling card inscribed: “Kirsch from SMERSH.” THE ONLY thought I can partially console myself with is that the Magnificent Bond must have tost the decision in one of those rounds with a giant squid and been re- Placed with an Old Boy who is batting on a sticky wicket. Or, more plausible still, Bond may have finally been trapped into marriage by one of those sirens who kept a welcome mat from him out- side her boudoir—causing the mysterious chicf of MI5, known only to Author Flem- ing as “M,” to decide the job called for an Old Boy long beyond the age of romance. © 1963, King Features Siirnrcrter—ane. a ae ar A-t y . Doe; sees Ne os Sn lett Fe ana “tan as 65-62 O42-F sor izig The Washington Post and Times Herald The Washington Daily News —_ The Evening Star New York Herald Tribune New York Journaj-American New York Mirror New York Dally News New York Post The New York Times The Worker The New Leader The Wall Street Journal | ‘Phe Nationa] Observer Date NOT RECORDED 191 yuL 23 1963