Washington Station: My Life as a KGB Spy in America.

The portrait is of a spy service packed with bureaucratic boobs worrying more about turf than espionage, tailoring intelligence to fit the political biases of superiors, overlooking failures, and deceiving themselves about what they dare term successes. The Central Intelligence Agency? No, this is the dreaded KGB, courtesy of one of its own.

In the mid-eighties, Yuri Shvets was a junior case officer in the KGB's station in Washington. He fled the service in 1990, disillusioned, he claims, with the incompetence of practically all around him and upset that his KGB had been a dra...

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