Word: cipherer
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...revenue, post office and counter-intelligence agents all rolled into one. McClellan himself never served in the frozen Yukon; he spent his years tracking down moonshiners in Alberta, battling the violent hunger marches of the Depression '30s and ferreting out Communist spies in the '40s. When Russian Cipher Clerk Igor Gouzenko walked out of the Soviet embassy in 1945 ready to tell about the Red spy ring, McClellan was the man who took him into protective custody. The Mounties cracked the ring wide open; Gouzenko and his family still live "somewhere in Canada," still under Mountie protection...
...Royal Mail train pulled out of Glasgow one night last week, bound for London's Euston station, 401 miles to the south. Aboard were 70 employees of the General Post Office, locked into twelve maroon-colored coaches, each bearing the royal coat of arms and the royal cipher, E R II. As they sped along at 80 m.p.h., the postal clerks busily sorted letters from hundreds of mailbags scooped up from gantries en route. In the "High Value" coach right behind the diesel locomotive, five particularly experienced sorters were on duty, sealed into their car with a pre cious...
...S.P.E.C.T.R.E. (Special Executive for Counterintelligence, Terror, Revenge and Extortion) he is almost a match for James Bond. His island off Jamaica is well appointed with hatchetmen, a nuclear reactor and Goya's missing portrait of the Duke of Wellington. As agent 007, one of three with the double cipher indicating authority to kill, James Bond is a combination of Sam Spade, Baby Pignatari and Jungle Jim. Sporting with him in Jamaica are the faithful native, the friendly Yank from the C.I.A., and a rainbow of halfbreed tarts...
...This flibbertygibbet Korn is a real creep," says Susskind, "a squingy little man, a cultural illiterate. He has no high plane except the plane of his forehead. He is one of the great finks of this world. He is the kind of cipher that hurts our business. This is an infringement of freedom of speech. It is censorship...
...face white with flour. Dab on a maraschino-cherry nose. House him in a circus tent, and dress him in clown pants baggy enough to hold a pair of baby kangaroos. Name him "He" or "The Man." Make him walk like a mechanical doll, and then propel this symbolic cipher through a life cycle from the cradle to the grave that seems to take almost as long to stage as it would to live through...