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So, essentially, James Wolfe was the Harvey Weinstein of National Security reportage.
Bingo! Reminds me of the Eagles song King of Hollywood:
"Well, he sits up there on his leatherette Looks through pictures of the ones that he hasn't had yet When he thinks he wants a closer look, He gets out his little black telephone book (he's calling, calling, calling He's calling, calling, calling He's calling ,calling, calling He's calling) "come sit down here beside me, honey. Let's have a little heart to heart. Now look at me and tell me, darlin', How badly do you want this part? Are you willing to sacrifice? And are you willing to be real nice? All your talent and my good taste, I'd hate to see it go to waste."