The Philosopher Between the Capitalist and the Communist
Chapter 21 : I Now Give Life To My Monsters
Athens went through convulsions and spasms, the entire outer part shaking as the inner part boiled and steamed, a tremendous working-out and horrible paining-up, as the Communist Party thoroughly went through every potential applicant to break up the Anarchist City. Like soldiers going from building to building in a raid, party officers went from membership to membership. Vice was gauged as a weakness, unless it was accompanied by the appropriate degree of harnessing cruelty; virtue was associated with strength, unless it was the type of virtue that was deeply concerned with the truth. No matter what ballerina ballroom they walked through or what down-and-out, underground bar they straddled, each person applying for the position showed every potential of getting ahead in the ranks of the party without completely resolving the situation. Some of them doubted it whether a devoted Communist could stroll into Anarchia without being detected, but none doubted their willingness to serve the party. Soon, they predicted that finding the right person to overthrow anarchy might be as difficult as overthrowing anarchy itself.
But then... there was Spargo. He was devoted, he admired Solon, he loved the Communist Party of Greece, he was an extraordinary spy with an unbeatable record, and most importantly, while the Greek Communists were certain of all of this, there wasn't one Anarchist who even knew who this man was. After getting their hands on him, the Greek Communist Party decided that the time had come to let the world know the name Spargo. He was going to be trained to understand the ways of the Anarchists, and then he was going to be inserted directly into Anarchia. His objective was simple, direct, and it had no heavy details: do whatever is needed to split the Anarchists apart. Assassinate only if it alone will bring down Anarchia, disrupt only if it will separate the Anarchists, but do nothing unless it has the certainty of dividing Anarchia into meaningless strips of land that any army of any warlord can conquer. With this introduction and training, Spargo was brought to the borders of Anarchy and released.
Her past experience was extensive. When Communists took over several villages in Egypt, by means of printing mostly false stories and organizing rallies using deceptively worded pamphlets, she was able to organize a native revolt against the Red governments -- without the Babylonian Empire having to use a single soldier. "I want her for this job," Hammurabi said to one of his inner counsel members, "It's not just about how long she's done this, or how loyal she is to Capitalism. It's about this one important factor: she knows how to trigger the feelings of Conservatives and the Right when they think that they believe in liberty. You will not find a better choice for this role in our city. Give it to her." From Athens, there came Spargo, and from Babylon, there came Agent 354. They had the same destination, but different routes.