In my view, it makes little difference whether the adversary is the Russians, the Cubans, the East Germans, the Chinese, or someone else.
It likewise makes little difference whether we are talking about good CI practices in 1985 or in 2005.
I later heard that Angleton had eye trouble and that the light hurt his eyes, but I was convinced the real reason for the semidarkness was to add to his mystique. I nervously briefed Angleton on my study, and he listened without interrupting, just nodding from time to time.
When I finished, he methodically attacked every one of my conclusions. Hadn’t it occurred to me that Leopold Trepper, the leader of the Rote Kapelle, was a German double?
A Choice Assignment When I joined the CIA, one of my first interim assignments was with the old CI Staff. I was assigned to write a history of the Rote Kapelle, the Soviet espionage network in Nazi-occupied Western Europe during World War II.
With its expanded computer power, NSA was breaking out the actual messages sent between the NKVD center in Moscow and the clandestine radios of the various cells in Western Europe. There I was, a brand new junior officer, literally the first person in the CIA to see the day-to-day traffic from these life-and-death operations.
Then had thy peace been as a river, and thy righteousness as the waves of the sea.” —Isaiah The need for counterintelligence (CI) has not gone away, nor is it likely to.
The end of the Cold War has not even meant an end to the CI threat from the former Soviet Union.
These commandments were not handed down to me from a mountaintop, and I make no claim that they are inspired or even definitive.
The United States, as the world’s only remaining superpower, will be the constant target of jealousies, resentments, rivalries, and challenges to its economic well-being, security, and leadership in the world.
This inevitably means that the United States will be the target of large-scale foreign espionage.
When Ted moved upstairs in early 1991 to become the Associate Deputy Director for Operations, I was named chief of the Center.
Today, many years after that initial disagreeable encounter with CI, I find it hard to believe that it is actually my picture on the wall of the CIC conference room at CIA Headquarters, where the photos of all former CIA counterintelligence chiefs are displayed.
There I am, number seven in a row that begins with Angleton.