The Labyrinth of Osiris

The Labyrinth of Osiris

Author:Paul Sussman [Sussman, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller
ISBN: 9780802120410
Google: ChfpCJK5-bYC
Amazon: B008DYIGA6
Goodreads: 13007393
Publisher: Transworld
Published: 2012-01-01T05:00:00+00:00


THE NEGEV

SHE’D READ ALL the online chat and speculation, the convoluted theorizing about who they were and how exactly they linked into Nemesis. All of it was bullshit. There had been no internal power struggle within Nemesis, no breakaway group, certainly no agent-provocateuring by spooks or dodgy multinationals. The simple truth was that she’d e-mailed the Nemesis website urging a more radical engagement, and the people behind the website had got in touch and told her to go for it. A brief flurry of contact, and the Nemesis Agenda’s militant wing was born. Even now, she was surprised by how straightforward it had all been.

There was more to it than that, of course. It wasn’t like she’d just e-mailed them on a whim; woken up one morning and thought, Let’s go fuck the system. There had been groundwork. Years of it. First in the States, after she’d escaped, drifting from one protest group to the next – anti-capitalists, anti-globalizers, communists, anarchists, radical environmentalists – marching and chanting and banner-waving and rioting, burying her past, rebuilding her identity.

Then, later, in Israel, where she had fled after the crash and where her anger had ratcheted up to a whole different level. Her shame too, although she knew she had nothing to feel ashamed about. It wasn’t like she’d asked for it. None of it was her fault.

It was in Israel that she’d hooked up with Tamar – they’d met in a police van after being arrested at a demo – and, through Tamar, Gidi and Faz. Shared ideology had obviously been part of the draw. More than their beliefs, though, it was their personalities that had brought them together, the fact that all were driven by an ulterior motive, something more intimate than simply a desire to stick a spanner in the works of the capitalist meat-grinder. Faz, the Arab-Israeli whose entire life had been an assault course of discrimination and disenfranchisement; Gidi, the IDF conscript who’d been vilified for blowing the whistle on army atrocities in Gaza; Tamar, the daughter of ultra-Orthodox Haredi parents who had been shamed and ostracized for her sexuality. Each projected on to the wider canvas of global injustice something of their own internal landscape. Each, like her, had their secret demons. Each, like her, was searching for exorcism.

Most important, each, like her, had come to the conclusion that the traditional lines of protest – the marches and rallies and sit-ins and petitions – were a complete fucking waste of time. This was a war, and ultimately wars could only be won with violence.

So they’d started working together. Small operations at first – an office break-in here, an arson attack there. Then, more complex missions. A pipeline sabotage in Nigeria; a munitions factory bombing in France; the kidnapping and mock execution of a leading American food speculator whose trades had made millions for his Wall Street investment bank while condemning a similar number of human beings to starvation in Africa and India. Taking the fight to the enemy.



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