When I were a lad, I used to listen to Czechoslovakia, East German and other Warsaw Pact countries broadcasting on shortwave radio. Aside from the thrill of a distant identification signal or the puzzle of a spy number station and jamming, one of the most fun bits of it was the tortured political language used to describe the evil west. It was where I first learned about hegemony. And "running dogs" and "lackies". It was quite a treat and reconfirmed nightly that we were teetering on the edge of global destruction and a future in badly tailored uniform vestments. That is why I love news statements from Chin as there is still that totalitarian tone reminding us where we are today in matters geopolitical:

In the government's first reaction to the report by Canadian researchers, Foreign Ministry spokesman Qin Gang said the conclusions were symptoms of a “Cold War virus” that causes people overseas to “occasionally be overcome by China-threat seizures.” ... Speaking at a routine media briefing, Mr. Qin did not directly respond to questions about whether the network existed and if its actions were supported by the government. Instead, he said Beijing was opposed to criminal activities that compromise computer networks and attacked the report for suggesting otherwise. “China pays great attention to computer network security and resolutely opposes and fights any criminal activity harmful to computer networks, such as hacking,” Mr. Qin said. “Some people outside China now are bent on fabricating lies about so-called Chinese computer spies.” “Their attempt to tarnish China with such lies is doomed to failure,” he said.

Doooooooooooooomed!!! Excellent if a little, you know, "plain English". We need more bafflegab if people are to be expected to be taken as serious masterminds of destruction and, thereby, people to be reckoned with. It can't all move over to the net with its tedium of text and overwhelming volume. Somewhere someone has to have headphones on, wearing tweed, smoking in shared offices in places with names like Caversham Park, trying to figure out whether that was the Pashtun phrase for "imperialist lackey" he just heard riding the waves of ethereal propagation.