London Plane Stupid was infiltrated. Can you guess who it was? We could. Sorry Toby - from the beginning your red Palestinian scarf and baseball cap was doing little to cover up an all-year tan that stank of short breaks in the sun and a relentless hunger to hear about the hardcore action - with a cautious refusal to take any yourself.
What a toe-rag! To take advantage of our unwillingness to exclude new activists, and all because you'd watched one too many spy flicks and think that spying against greenies is what the good guys do. Two words for you Toby: wrong team. We gave you the opportunity to be one of the good guys but you made it clear that your idea of a good time was breaking into trusting affinity groups and betraying the friendship that defines activism.
