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            <font size="5" face="Tahoma">PATRICK
McGOOHAN 1928-2009</font>
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            <font size="3">The recent death of
the creator of <i>The Prisoner</i> Patrick McGoohan was given surprisingly little
publicity. One of those items towards the end of the news where the newsreader adopts
an appropriately nostalgic, slightly reverential tone. Some fairly muted obituaries
in the newspapers, with the standard shots of McGoohan in his iconic striped blazer
as No. 6. ... Front page news this was not. The death of John Mortimer, creator of
'much loved' courtroom drama <i>Rumpole Of The Bailey</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> seemed
to attract more attention. By an odd coincidence the star of </span><i>Rumpole</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> was
the brilliantly garrulous Australian actor Leo McKern, perhaps McGoohan's most prominent
collaborator in </span><i>The Prisoner</i><span style="font-style: normal;">. Yet
while </span><i>Rumpole </i><span style="font-style: normal;">was an intelligently
written, entertaining and occasionally challenging series, </span><i>The Prisoner</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> was
much more. It was it a ground breaking, iconoclastic and revolutionary use of the
medium of television which managed to hold onto a mass audience even as it became
increasingly 'weird', morphing from what seemed to be a rather 'offbeat' take on the
then-prominent Cold War spy genre into a piece of Orwellian, Kafkaesque prophecy and
cold-eyed, dark social satire; culminating in the bizarre theatricality and surrealism
of its visionary final episodes </span><i>Once Upon A Time</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> and </span><i>Fall
Out</i><span style="font-style: normal;">. </span></font>
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            <font size="3">In
some ways, however, the relative lack of comment is unsurprising. In terms of his
public persona and his impact on popular culture, McGoohan was very much a figure
of the past. For the past forty years or so he had remained mostly in seclusion in
Los Angeles, d<span style="font-style: normal;">irecting and making guest appearances
in a few episodes of </span><i>Columbo</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> in the
late '70s and </span>making the occasional film appearance - most notably in David
Cronenberg's <i>Scanners (1980) </i><span style="font-style: normal;">and Mel Gibson's </span><i>Braveheart</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> (1996)).
Only the rather obscure independent film </span><i>Kings and Desperate Men, </i><span style="font-style: normal;">made
in collusion with his </span><i>Prisoner </i><span style="font-style: normal;">cohort
Alexis Kanner</span><i> in 1981, </i><span style="font-style: normal;">featured the
talents as a writer which had been so clearly showcased in the key episodes of </span><i>The
Prisoner</i><span style="font-style: normal;">. Over the years, as interest in the
seventeen-episode series grew through continual re-runs, widely available DVD box
sets and the activities of its own 'Appreciation Society', </span><i>The Prisoner </i><span style="font-style: normal;">has
become established as a televisual classic which now stands out prominently from much
of the forgotten morass of 1960s television. Yet sadly there was no significant 'follow
up' to the series from McGoohan, who found his subsequent ideas for scripts and film
projects would be rejected by major film and TV producers as too avant-garde or 'uncommercial'
for a mass audience. In this way McGoohan can be said to resemble Orson Welles. Like
Welles' </span><i>Citizen Kane</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> McGoohan's </span><i>The
Prisoner </i><span style="font-style: normal;"> managed to 'buck the system' of the
major mass entertainment medium of his day to produce a work that was an extremely
quirky, highly challenging, brilliantly realised and highly </span><i>individual </i><span style="font-style: normal;">vision.
And, as with </span><i>Citizen Kane</i><span style="font-style: normal;">, the full
impact of </span><i>The Prisoner </i><span style="font-style: normal;">only emerged
in posterity while its creator languished in increasing obscurity. Just as </span><i>Citizen
Kane </i><span style="font-style: normal;">influenced generations of film makers around
the world by demonstrating the immense artistic possibilities of popular film as medium,
so </span><i>The Prisoner – </i><span style="font-style: normal;">which marries action/adventure
with a philosophical fable for our times - became seen by subsequent TV 'auteurs'
as a model for what a TV series could achieve. The makers of sophisticated modern
series such as </span><i>Lost </i><span style="font-style: normal;">have paid explicit
tributes to </span><i>The Prisoner</i><span style="font-style: normal;">, citing it
as a key influence. </span></font>
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              <span style="font-style: normal;"> McGoohan
was an Irish-American who, with his clipped, upper class accent and suavely cynical
persona nevertheless seemed quintessentially English. It was in England that he made
it as an actor, firstly in the theatre and then in the long-running and increasingly
quirky British 'secret agent' series </span>
              <i>Danger Man</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;"> which
ran from 1963-1968, making him a household name in Britain. From here on McGoohan
could easily have gone on, like his contemporary Sean Connery, to a long and 'glittering'
Hollywood film career playing edgy,'intelligent' action heroes. Despite how tempting
this must have been, McGoohan had his own agenda, and his own, highly uncompromising,
intransigent and often downright belligerent attitude to popular culture in TV and
film. He had </span>
              <i>principles</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">. Principles
which must have rather baffled his paymasters, TV moguls such as Lew Grade who viewed
TV shows merely as popular entertainment. Towards the end of </span>
              <i>Danger Man</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">'s
run, McGoohan exerted more and more influence on its production, writing a number
of scripts himself and continually insisting that his character John Drake (the basis
for the persona he later took into </span>
              <i>The Prisoner</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;"> as
No. 6) remain 'the spy with no guns and no girls', who would succeed through wit and
intelligence alone. McGoohan was scathing about the use of what he called 'sex and
all that rubbish' in popular genre dramas and argued that John Drake should not be
seen to be having casual relationships with women as to do so would be irresponsible
given the level of danger in his job. Such a comment may have seemed rather bizarre
in the midst of the 'sexual revolution' of the 1960s but in retrospect both </span>
              <i>Danger
Man</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;"> and </span>
              <i>The Prisoner </i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">now
seem very sensibly respectful towards women while the contemporary James Bond series
looks rather nastily (if sometimes laughably) misogynistic.</span>
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              <span style="font-style: normal;">Sticking
to these principles, McGoohan twice turned down the extremely lucrative offer of playing
the role of James Bond. Instead he preferred to move on from </span>
              <i>Danger Man</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;"> to
create a series in </span>
              <i>The Prisoner</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;"> in
which he could express his own specific concerns about what he saw as the squeezing
out of individuality and a growing culture of mindless conformity in contemporary
society, cleverly disguised as a 'spy thriller'. The series centres around a British
spy who (after his resignation from the service) is kidnapped by an unknown organisation
and held captive in a bizarre location known only as 'The Village' populated by former
spies and officials from around the world. In the early episodes the eponymous hero
tries various unsuccessful attempts to escape before eventually putting his efforts
into subverting The Village itself. As in Orwell's </span>
              <i>1984</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">,
The Village is a society in which every citizen is under constant surveillance by
cameras – the TV watches you rather than you watching it. Yet while Orwell's vision
of the future is grey, monotonous, impoverished and bleak - what Orwell's hero Winston
Smith refers to as' a boot stamping on a human face forever' - the residents of The
Village are well fed, well dressed in smart, colourful, informal 'uniforms' and superficially
happy with their lot, left to enjoy innocent pleasures as long as they conform. Residents
are known only by their alloted numbers, not their names, which have been 'forgotten'
in this supposed utopia. In reality The Village maintains control over all its residents
by a regime of mind-control involving brainwashing, torture and the use of new computer
technologies and psychotropic drugs. The system is one of totalitarianism with a smiling
face, characterised by the Village's cheery public address system which markedly resembles
the mindlessly superficial blandness of similar systems used in Butlins and other
holiday camps of the day. Throughout the series our hero - who we know only as 'Number
6' - has to resist the many attempts which The Village makes to 'break' him, to make
him like the other citizens, whom Number 6 contemptuously refers to as 'a row of cabbages'.
As Number 6, McGoohan radiates anger and defiance. His refusal to explain the reasons
for his resignation to his captors becomes symbolic of the individual's defiance of
society's strenuous attempts to make him conform. </span>
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              <i>The
Prisoner </i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">is thus an allegorical story and one
which has many resonances with contemporary society and political culture. Much of
its appeal to contemporary audiences today lies in its prophetic satirical vision
of a future Britain which has - particularly under the rule of 'New Labour' in the
last decade - come to pass. The chatty, informal , self-deprecating personal style
of the ever-changing 'Number 2s' who rule The Village bears an uncanny resemblance
to that of 'call me Tony' Blair and his acolytes and successors. Under 'New Labour'
Britons have become subject to a regime of surveillance which covers virtually all
its public spaces - town centres, roads, railway and bus stations, shops, libraries,
cinemas, concert halls... the list is almost endless. Signs outside shops tell us
we must 'remove hats and headgear' before entering (as if the wearing of hats is now
illegal!). Everywhere we go the cameras watch us. Crazed New Labour bureaucrats dream
up schemes whereby every car journey we make is monitored so that the authorities
know </span>
              <i>exactly </i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">where we are going at
all times. Announcers on trains blandly repeat that 'CCTV cameras are in place for
your security'. Britain, in short, has become The Village. Just as in The Village,
our 'masters' have become extremely keen to use every form of new technology they
can to control and monitor us. There are plans to monitor every phone call, every
email... not to mention the centralization of data implied by the creation of New
Labour's ultimate totalitarian fantasy, the National Identity Card. Significantly,
the activist organisation opposing the Identity Card is known as NO 2 ID, a direct
reference to </span>
              <i>The Prisoner.</i>
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              <span style="font-style: normal;">Two
incidents I witnessed recently brought home to me just how prophetically accurate
McGoohan's vision was. One was when I attempted to buy a 'family ticket' at the entrance
to, of all places, Blackpool Tower. I was asked first not for my name, but for my
postcode, as if my postcode was indeed 'my number'. Another time I was standing in
a railway station in London. A man was standing on the stairs next to me, rather idly
staring into space, when a disembodied voice from above suddenly ordered him to move,
as he was 'blocking the steps'. At first the man ignored the order, before it was
barked back at him. Then he looked up, startled, as if suddenly realising that the
voice was directed at him. Of course, after that, he moved immediately. The scene
was eerily reminiscent of several in McGoohan's series. In one episode of </span>
              <i>The
Prisoner</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;"> our hero suddenly finds himself shunned
by his fellow residents who keep calling him 'Unmutual!'. Today he'd probably be arbitrarily
given an Anti Social Behaviour Order. </span>
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              <span style="font-style: normal;"> The
most shocking thing about all this is the way in which the British population has
so quietly acquiesced to this intense level of surveillance and social control. Indeed,
you could almost argue that we have brought it on ourselves by our passivity and natural
acquiescence. These days, the training starts early...</span>
              <span lang="en-US">
                <span style="font-style: normal;">This
is a country in which almost every child in the country is forced into a school uniform
at the age of four. Until a few years ago school uniforms were only usually imposed
in secondary schools. Now even primary schools adopt them as a</span>
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              <span style="font-style: normal;"> corporate
badge of identity. The change swept through the country unheralded. Who complained?
The ease with which the British Government introduced its smoking ban and measures
by which anyone 'seeming to be under 25' is likely to be 'IDed' when attempting to
buy alcohol (when the relevant legal age is all of seven years younger) are further
examples of the British public's cowed acceptance of whatever its masters declare
is 'necessary'. Indeed, we seem to actively fetishise surveillance and control - witness
the huge popularity of the reversed Orwelllianism of </span>
              <i>Big Brother </i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">and
other so-called 'Reality TV' shows, where the act of surveillance becomes a national
pastime (you can even watch the contestants in these shows as they sleep, just as
if you are No. 2 himself!). Then we can take pleasure in controlling the inhabitants
by a 'democratic' eviction process until only one stupefied 'victim' remains. As No.
2 tells No. 6 on his helicopter ride over The Village ' we have our own Town Council
here. Democratically elected, of course....' Thus </span>
              <i>The Prisoner, </i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">though
it was made over forty years ago now, stands as a brilliantly caustic, funny and very
scary picture of our modern life and culture. Though he was influenced by Orwell,
McGoohan's vision is more accurate as a prediction of the future. What McGoohan got
especially right was the essential nature of passivity in British culture which he
saw as inevitably leading us towards the kind of 'soft totalitarianism' which dominates
our culture today. 'A row of cabbages' indeed... </span>
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              <span style="font-style: normal;">Soon
a new production of </span>
              <i>The Prisoner </i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">is
to hit our screens. This will apparently be a six part mini series and has been filmed
in, of all places, Namibia. It features an American actor, Jim Caveziel as No. 6 and
Ian McKellan as No. 2. Initial reports are promising. For years a </span>
              <i>Prisoner</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;"> sequel
was mooted and various disparate rumours of film and TV versions abounded. Many of
the proposed remakes were quashed by McGoohan, who was naturally protective of the
work he will always be remembered for. It is sad that he will not be around to see
this new version. Maybe the new production will add further contemporary relevance
to the story and even open up the possibility of future </span>
              <i>Prisoners</i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">.
Or maybe it will be a mere footnote to McGoohan's masterpiece. Despite his failure
to follow the series with anything equally substantial, </span>
              <i>The Prisoner </i>
              <span style="font-style: normal;">will
- whatever its contemporary relevance to future generations- always stand as a landmark
in television; the first time the medium of the TV series was used to express a clear
authorial vision and a personal philosophy. Its imagery, set design and use of locations
- particularly the Portmeirion Hotel in North Wales - have become iconic. And some
of its key phrases have survived as still-powerful statements of defiance against
the attacks on personal liberty which 'our masters' have seen fit to impose upon us.
In particular, No. 6's most famous declarations are </span>
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              <span style="font-style: normal;"> ones
we might well repeat as we cast those National Identity Cards into the flames where
they belong. They also stand as a testament to McGoohan's own defiant individuality
and his refusal to be cowed by 'the system'. 'I am not a number' he tells us, 'I am
a free man!' And 'I will not be pushed, filed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My
life is my own!'</span>
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&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;The recent death of
the creator of &lt;i&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/i&gt; Patrick McGoohan was given surprisingly little
publicity. One of those items towards the end of the news where the newsreader adopts
an appropriately nostalgic, slightly reverential tone. Some fairly muted obituaries
in the newspapers, with the standard shots of McGoohan in his iconic striped blazer
as No. 6. ... Front page news this was not. The death of John Mortimer, creator of
'much loved' courtroom drama &lt;i&gt;Rumpole Of The Bailey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; seemed
to attract more attention. By an odd coincidence the star of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rumpole&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; was
the brilliantly garrulous Australian actor Leo McKern, perhaps McGoohan's most prominent
collaborator in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. Yet
while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rumpole &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;was an intelligently
written, entertaining and occasionally challenging series, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; was
much more. It was it a ground breaking, iconoclastic and revolutionary use of the
medium of television which managed to hold onto a mass audience even as it became
increasingly 'weird', morphing from what seemed to be a rather 'offbeat' take on the
then-prominent Cold War spy genre into a piece of Orwellian, Kafkaesque prophecy and
cold-eyed, dark social satire; culminating in the bizarre theatricality and surrealism
of its visionary final episodes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once Upon A Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fall
Out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
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&lt;img src="content/binary/mcgoohan%20edward.jpg" align="right" border="0" vspace="10" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;In
some ways, however, the relative lack of comment is unsurprising. In terms of his
public persona and his impact on popular culture, McGoohan was very much a figure
of the past. For the past forty years or so he had remained mostly in seclusion in
Los Angeles, d&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;irecting and making guest appearances
in a few episodes of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Columbo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; in the
late '70s and &lt;/span&gt;making the occasional film appearance - most notably in David
Cronenberg's &lt;i&gt;Scanners (1980) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;and Mel Gibson's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Braveheart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; (1996)).
Only the rather obscure independent film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kings and Desperate Men, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;made
in collusion with his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prisoner &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;cohort
Alexis Kanner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; in 1981, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;featured the
talents as a writer which had been so clearly showcased in the key episodes of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The
Prisoner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. Over the years, as interest in the
seventeen-episode series grew through continual re-runs, widely available DVD box
sets and the activities of its own 'Appreciation Society', &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;has
become established as a televisual classic which now stands out prominently from much
of the forgotten morass of 1960s television. Yet sadly there was no significant 'follow
up' to the series from McGoohan, who found his subsequent ideas for scripts and film
projects would be rejected by major film and TV producers as too avant-garde or 'uncommercial'
for a mass audience. In this way McGoohan can be said to resemble Orson Welles. Like
Welles' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Citizen Kane&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; McGoohan's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The
Prisoner &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; managed to 'buck the system' of the
major mass entertainment medium of his day to produce a work that was an extremely
quirky, highly challenging, brilliantly realised and highly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;individual &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;vision.
And, as with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Citizen Kane&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, the full
impact of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;only emerged
in posterity while its creator languished in increasing obscurity. Just as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Citizen
Kane &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;influenced generations of film makers around
the world by demonstrating the immense artistic possibilities of popular film as medium,
so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner – &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;which marries action/adventure
with a philosophical fable for our times - became seen by subsequent TV 'auteurs'
as a model for what a TV series could achieve. The makers of sophisticated modern
series such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lost &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;have paid explicit
tributes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, citing it
as a key influence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
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&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; McGoohan
was an Irish-American who, with his clipped, upper class accent and suavely cynical
persona nevertheless seemed quintessentially English. It was in England that he made
it as an actor, firstly in the theatre and then in the long-running and increasingly
quirky British 'secret agent' series &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danger Man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; which
ran from 1963-1968, making him a household name in Britain. From here on McGoohan
could easily have gone on, like his contemporary Sean Connery, to a long and 'glittering'
Hollywood film career playing edgy,'intelligent' action heroes. Despite how tempting
this must have been, McGoohan had his own agenda, and his own, highly uncompromising,
intransigent and often downright belligerent attitude to popular culture in TV and
film. He had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;principles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;. Principles
which must have rather baffled his paymasters, TV moguls such as Lew Grade who viewed
TV shows merely as popular entertainment. Towards the end of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danger Man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;'s
run, McGoohan exerted more and more influence on its production, writing a number
of scripts himself and continually insisting that his character John Drake (the basis
for the persona he later took into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; as
No. 6) remain 'the spy with no guns and no girls', who would succeed through wit and
intelligence alone. McGoohan was scathing about the use of what he called 'sex and
all that rubbish' in popular genre dramas and argued that John Drake should not be
seen to be having casual relationships with women as to do so would be irresponsible
given the level of danger in his job. Such a comment may have seemed rather bizarre
in the midst of the 'sexual revolution' of the 1960s but in retrospect both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danger
Man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;now
seem very sensibly respectful towards women while the contemporary James Bond series
looks rather nastily (if sometimes laughably) misogynistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;img src="content/binary/mcgoohan%20prisoner%20cape.jpg" align="left" border="0" vspace="10" width="192" height="117" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Sticking
to these principles, McGoohan twice turned down the extremely lucrative offer of playing
the role of James Bond. Instead he preferred to move on from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danger Man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; to
create a series in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; in
which he could express his own specific concerns about what he saw as the squeezing
out of individuality and a growing culture of mindless conformity in contemporary
society, cleverly disguised as a 'spy thriller'. The series centres around a British
spy who (after his resignation from the service) is kidnapped by an unknown organisation
and held captive in a bizarre location known only as 'The Village' populated by former
spies and officials from around the world. In the early episodes the eponymous hero
tries various unsuccessful attempts to escape before eventually putting his efforts
into subverting The Village itself. As in Orwell's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;1984&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;,
The Village is a society in which every citizen is under constant surveillance by
cameras – the TV watches you rather than you watching it. Yet while Orwell's vision
of the future is grey, monotonous, impoverished and bleak - what Orwell's hero Winston
Smith refers to as' a boot stamping on a human face forever' - the residents of The
Village are well fed, well dressed in smart, colourful, informal 'uniforms' and superficially
happy with their lot, left to enjoy innocent pleasures as long as they conform. Residents
are known only by their alloted numbers, not their names, which have been 'forgotten'
in this supposed utopia. In reality The Village maintains control over all its residents
by a regime of mind-control involving brainwashing, torture and the use of new computer
technologies and psychotropic drugs. The system is one of totalitarianism with a smiling
face, characterised by the Village's cheery public address system which markedly resembles
the mindlessly superficial blandness of similar systems used in Butlins and other
holiday camps of the day. Throughout the series our hero - who we know only as 'Number
6' - has to resist the many attempts which The Village makes to 'break' him, to make
him like the other citizens, whom Number 6 contemptuously refers to as 'a row of cabbages'.
As Number 6, McGoohan radiates anger and defiance. His refusal to explain the reasons
for his resignation to his captors becomes symbolic of the individual's defiance of
society's strenuous attempts to make him conform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
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&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The
Prisoner &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;is thus an allegorical story and one
which has many resonances with contemporary society and political culture. Much of
its appeal to contemporary audiences today lies in its prophetic satirical vision
of a future Britain which has - particularly under the rule of 'New Labour' in the
last decade - come to pass. The chatty, informal , self-deprecating personal style
of the ever-changing 'Number 2s' who rule The Village bears an uncanny resemblance
to that of 'call me Tony' Blair and his acolytes and successors. Under 'New Labour'
Britons have become subject to a regime of surveillance which covers virtually all
its public spaces - town centres, roads, railway and bus stations, shops, libraries,
cinemas, concert halls... the list is almost endless. Signs outside shops tell us
we must 'remove hats and headgear' before entering (as if the wearing of hats is now
illegal!). Everywhere we go the cameras watch us. Crazed New Labour bureaucrats dream
up schemes whereby every car journey we make is monitored so that the authorities
know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;exactly &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;where we are going at
all times. Announcers on trains blandly repeat that 'CCTV cameras are in place for
your security'. Britain, in short, has become The Village. Just as in The Village,
our 'masters' have become extremely keen to use every form of new technology they
can to control and monitor us. There are plans to monitor every phone call, every
email... not to mention the centralization of data implied by the creation of New
Labour's ultimate totalitarian fantasy, the National Identity Card. Significantly,
the activist organisation opposing the Identity Card is known as NO 2 ID, a direct
reference to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Two
incidents I witnessed recently brought home to me just how prophetically accurate
McGoohan's vision was. One was when I attempted to buy a 'family ticket' at the entrance
to, of all places, Blackpool Tower. I was asked first not for my name, but for my
postcode, as if my postcode was indeed 'my number'. Another time I was standing in
a railway station in London. A man was standing on the stairs next to me, rather idly
staring into space, when a disembodied voice from above suddenly ordered him to move,
as he was 'blocking the steps'. At first the man ignored the order, before it was
barked back at him. Then he looked up, startled, as if suddenly realising that the
voice was directed at him. Of course, after that, he moved immediately. The scene
was eerily reminiscent of several in McGoohan's series. In one episode of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The
Prisoner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; our hero suddenly finds himself shunned
by his fellow residents who keep calling him 'Unmutual!'. Today he'd probably be arbitrarily
given an Anti Social Behaviour Order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
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&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; The
most shocking thing about all this is the way in which the British population has
so quietly acquiesced to this intense level of surveillance and social control. Indeed,
you could almost argue that we have brought it on ourselves by our passivity and natural
acquiescence. These days, the training starts early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;This
is a country in which almost every child in the country is forced into a school uniform
at the age of four. Until a few years ago school uniforms were only usually imposed
in secondary schools. Now even primary schools adopt them as a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; corporate
badge of identity. The change swept through the country unheralded. Who complained?
The ease with which the British Government introduced its smoking ban and measures
by which anyone 'seeming to be under 25' is likely to be 'IDed' when attempting to
buy alcohol (when the relevant legal age is all of seven years younger) are further
examples of the British public's cowed acceptance of whatever its masters declare
is 'necessary'. Indeed, we seem to actively fetishise surveillance and control - witness
the huge popularity of the reversed Orwelllianism of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Big Brother &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;and
other so-called 'Reality TV' shows, where the act of surveillance becomes a national
pastime (you can even watch the contestants in these shows as they sleep, just as
if you are No. 2 himself!). Then we can take pleasure in controlling the inhabitants
by a 'democratic' eviction process until only one stupefied 'victim' remains. As No.
2 tells No. 6 on his helicopter ride over The Village ' we have our own Town Council
here. Democratically elected, of course....' Thus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;though
it was made over forty years ago now, stands as a brilliantly caustic, funny and very
scary picture of our modern life and culture. Though he was influenced by Orwell,
McGoohan's vision is more accurate as a prediction of the future. What McGoohan got
especially right was the essential nature of passivity in British culture which he
saw as inevitably leading us towards the kind of 'soft totalitarianism' which dominates
our culture today. 'A row of cabbages' indeed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;img src="content/binary/new%20prisoner%20stars1.jpg" align="right" border="0" vspace="10" width="217" height="130" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Soon
a new production of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;is
to hit our screens. This will apparently be a six part mini series and has been filmed
in, of all places, Namibia. It features an American actor, Jim Caveziel as No. 6 and
Ian McKellan as No. 2. Initial reports are promising. For years a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prisoner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; sequel
was mooted and various disparate rumours of film and TV versions abounded. Many of
the proposed remakes were quashed by McGoohan, who was naturally protective of the
work he will always be remembered for. It is sad that he will not be around to see
this new version. Maybe the new production will add further contemporary relevance
to the story and even open up the possibility of future &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prisoners&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;.
Or maybe it will be a mere footnote to McGoohan's masterpiece. Despite his failure
to follow the series with anything equally substantial, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Prisoner &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;will
- whatever its contemporary relevance to future generations- always stand as a landmark
in television; the first time the medium of the TV series was used to express a clear
authorial vision and a personal philosophy. Its imagery, set design and use of locations
- particularly the Portmeirion Hotel in North Wales - have become iconic. And some
of its key phrases have survived as still-powerful statements of defiance against
the attacks on personal liberty which 'our masters' have seen fit to impose upon us.
In particular, No. 6's most famous declarations are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="content/binary/mcgoohan%20prisoner%20doors.jpg" align="left" border="0" vspace="10" width="170" height="110" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="Tahoma, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; ones
we might well repeat as we cast those National Identity Cards into the flames where
they belong. They also stand as a testament to McGoohan's own defiant individuality
and his refusal to be cowed by 'the system'. 'I am not a number' he tells us, 'I am
a free man!' And 'I will not be pushed, filed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My
life is my own!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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              <strong>NOT A NUMBER?</strong>
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            <font face="Times New Roman" size="3">As the author of BE SEEING YOU: DECODING THE
PRISONER I was naturally very interested to read recently that demonstrators against
the proposals to introduce a national identity card in Britain had been heard chanting
the series' most conspicuous slogan 'I Am Not A Number, I Am A Free Man!'  Having
done some Google searches I have also discovered the existence of an organisation
called 'Number 2 ID' (</font>
            <a href="http://www.no2id.net/">
              <strong>
                <font face="Times New Roman" color="#696969" size="3">www.no2id.net</font>
              </strong>
            </a>
            <font face="Times New Roman" size="3">)
(again presumably named after The Prisoner's ever-changing nemesis) dedicated to fighting
the proposals. Another organisation, JNV  (</font>
            <a href="http://www.j-n-v.org/">
              <strong>
                <font face="Times New Roman" color="#696969" size="3">www.j-n-v.org</font>
              </strong>
            </a>
            <font face="Times New Roman" size="3">)
devoted to fighting the proposals, also uses 'I Am Not A Number' as its slogan. </font>
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            <font face="Times New Roman" size="3">I must say that I'm pleased that elements from
The Prisoner are finally being used in a meaningful political context. The series
itself was a satirical vision of a future totalitarian society ('the whole world as
the village' as Leo McKern's Number 2 gleefully boasts to our hero Number 6 in the
episode 'Checkmate') which has proved to be more prescient and accurate a prediction
of the future than Orwell's bleak vision in 1984. Indeed, watching the series today
one is continually struck by the similarities between the 'braindead' microcosmic
society depicted in The Village and the present day culture of twenty first century
Britain, with its ubiquitous CCTV surveillance, its ever more repressive laws, its
subversion of the political process into a meaningless ritual where the main political
groups have come to resemble each other exactly. Tony Blair, with his smooth, casual,
'chummy' self-presentation is rather chillingly reminiscent of one of those Number
2s. As soon as he goes, we'll see Gordon Brown, or quite possibly David Cameron, taking
his place as 'The New Number 2' . Can't you just see any one of them sitting in that
swivel chair, dressed in black rollneck pullovers and college scarves? (And incidentally,
doesn't Jack Straw look just like the guy in the Village control centre who is always
ordering Rover to hunt down Number Six?) Whoever comes to power, there'll be little
change of policy. The onward march of 'smiling totaliarianism' will continue. Of course,
all that casual 'call me Tony' stuff is just as much a sham as that of the leaders
of The Village. In reality Blair, Brown, Cameron or whatever smooth-talking goon succeeds
them will continue to actively support the murderous madness of their Big Brothers
over The Atlantic while avidly salivating over their latest totalitarian fantasies.
The essence of the so-called 'New Labour Project' has been to create a right wing,
techno-authoritarian national culture, in which even the Glastonbury Festival uses
CCTV cameras. Of course, as they say so soothingly  in 'The Prisoner', "It's
for your own good..." Britain, or as they've rebranded it, 'New Britain' as The Village.</font>
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              <font size="3">                                                           <strong>THE
OLD NUMBER TWO???</strong></font>
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            <font face="Times New Roman" size="3">In 1987, just as New Labour came to power, I
wrote the article 'The Prisoner and New Britain', which appears on my website (link).
I must say I'm shocked and appalled by just how right I was! The recent proposals
for the National Identity Cards, with their 'biometric data' and the plan to replace
those nice homely little Road Tax discs with a satellite tracking system which will
record every single car journey made by every one of us, go further than I myself
could have imagined at the time. Hopefully all these plans will eventually crumble
under the weight of the bureaucratic insanity they will generate. We can only hope.... 
Of course, they tell us, all this will be useful for apprehending 'terrorists' and
that no 'law abiding citizen' shoulds have anything to fear. After all, if you obery
the law you should have nothing to hide... Why should the state not be able to access
our every move, be able to summon up our microscopic biological data at the simple
swipe of a card? Anyone opposing all this is surely nothing less than 'UNMUTUAL!!!'</font>
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            <font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Still, not all is doom and gloom. It's very
heartening to see how phrases from 'The Prisoner' come so naturally to mind as organised
resistance to the 'Village State' begins to stir amidst the torpor of modern Britain.
From my own point of view I'm highly pleased to see McGoohan's visionary creation
being used in this way. 'The Prisoner' certainly needs to be rescued from the cult
nerd-dom that has plagued it for so long. I must say that, in the wake of the publication
of BE SEEING YOU: DECODING THE PRISONER I had some strange, and rather disillusioning
experiences in the world of Prisoner fandom.  In order to attempt to publicise
the book I attended one of the Prisoner fan club Six of One's annual conventions at
Portmeirion, the site where the series was filmed. Whilst being at Portmeirion itself
was - for someone so familiar with the series - rather unnerving, the activities of
the Six of One Society seemed to epitomise a kind of rather sad state of mind. There
were pathetically staged and acted 'reenactments' of scenes from the series, plenty
of people in hooped shirts and black blazers... even a large white bouncing balloon.
They all seemed to takle it extremely seriously. Yet nowhere, in any of this organisation's
literature, was even the tiniest speck of any kind of political consciousness. At
another Six Of One meeting I attended (during which I did conspicuously badly in a
Prisoner trivia quiz) I actually read the 'Prisoner and New Britain' article to the
assembled company, to be met by stony silence. The Six Of One society didn't like
my book at all, as I'd made one or two very mildly scathing comments about their activities.
I think they greatly preferred the other publications on the series with trheir emphasis
on nerdish trivia. Later it occured to me that many members of Six of One would actually
have liked nothing better than to live in The Village itself! </font>
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            <font face="Times New Roman" size="3">So hopefully 'The Prisoner' has finally been
liberated from this tiny group who have laid claim to it for so long. It belongs not
to them but to ALL OF US!! It should be seen not as a 'cult phenomenon' but a great
work of twentieth century art which stands up with the works of Orwell, Huxley and
Kafka. McGoohan deserves to be seen in the ranks of these great distopian prophets.
The series is a devastatingly accurate and visionary prediction of the future, achieved
with a single-minded fanatical determination by McGoohan himself which mirrors that
of his great everyman character Number Six. Only by taking such a bloody-minded attitude
can the culture of 'New Britain' be opposed. Years ago, on my first ever visit to
Portmeirion, I purchased  I purchased a sweat shirt bearing the iconic image
of McGoohan as Number Six, under which was the slogan 'I WILL NOT BE PUSHED, FILED,
BRIEFED, DEBRIEFED OR NUMBERED'. It still sits in my draw, rather tatty now from years
of wear. I think it's time to take it out of mothballs. Never has there been a time
when such absolute defiance has been more needed. We have to tell ourselves that the
future is in our own hands.</font>
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      <title>THE PRISONER: NOT A NUMBER</title>
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&lt;font face=Tahoma size=5&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT A NUMBER?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;As the author of BE SEEING YOU: DECODING THE PRISONER
I was naturally very interested to read recently that demonstrators against the proposals
to introduce a national identity card in Britain had been heard chanting the series'
most conspicuous slogan 'I Am Not A Number, I Am A Free Man!'&amp;nbsp; Having done some
Google searches I have also discovered the existence of an organisation called 'Number
2 ID' (&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.no2id.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color=#696969 size=3&gt;www.no2id.net&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;)
(again presumably named after The Prisoner's ever-changing nemesis) dedicated to fighting
the proposals. Another organisation, JNV&amp;nbsp; (&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.j-n-v.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color=#696969 size=3&gt;www.j-n-v.org&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;)
devoted to fighting the proposals, also uses 'I Am Not A Number' as its slogan. &lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;I must say that I'm pleased that elements from
The Prisoner are finally being used in a meaningful political context. The series
itself was a satirical vision of a future totalitarian society ('the whole world as
the village' as Leo McKern's Number 2 gleefully boasts to our hero Number 6 in the
episode 'Checkmate') which has proved to be more prescient and accurate a prediction
of the future than Orwell's bleak vision in 1984. Indeed, watching the series today
one is continually struck by the similarities between the 'braindead' microcosmic
society depicted in The Village and the present day culture of twenty first century
Britain, with its ubiquitous CCTV surveillance, its ever more repressive laws, its
subversion of the political process into a meaningless ritual where the main political
groups have come to resemble each other exactly. Tony Blair, with his smooth, casual,
'chummy' self-presentation is rather chillingly reminiscent of one of those Number
2s. As soon as he goes, we'll see Gordon Brown, or quite possibly David Cameron, taking
his place as 'The New Number 2' . Can't you just see any one of them sitting in that
swivel chair, dressed in black rollneck pullovers and college scarves? (And incidentally,
doesn't Jack Straw look just like the guy in the Village control centre who is always
ordering Rover to hunt down Number Six?) Whoever comes to power, there'll be little
change of policy. The onward march of 'smiling totaliarianism' will continue. Of course,
all that casual 'call me Tony' stuff is just as much a sham as that of the leaders
of The Village. In reality Blair, Brown, Cameron or whatever smooth-talking goon succeeds
them will continue to actively support the murderous madness of their Big Brothers
over The Atlantic while avidly salivating over their latest totalitarian fantasies.
The essence of the so-called 'New Labour Project' has been to create a right wing,
techno-authoritarian national culture, in which even the Glastonbury Festival uses
CCTV cameras. Of course, as they say so soothingly&amp;nbsp; in 'The Prisoner', "It's
for your own good..." Britain, or as they've rebranded it, 'New Britain' as The Village.&lt;/font&gt;
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OLD NUMBER TWO???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;In 1987, just as New Labour came to power, I wrote
the article 'The Prisoner and New Britain', which appears on my website (link). I
must say I'm shocked and appalled by just how right I was! The recent proposals for
the National Identity Cards, with their 'biometric data' and the plan to replace those
nice homely little Road Tax discs with a satellite tracking system which will record
every single car journey made by every one of us, go further than I myself could have
imagined at the time. Hopefully all these plans will eventually crumble under the
weight of the bureaucratic insanity they will generate. We can only hope....&amp;nbsp;
Of course, they tell us, all this will be useful for apprehending 'terrorists' and
that no 'law abiding citizen' shoulds have anything to fear. After all, if you obery
the law you should have nothing to hide... Why should the state not be able to access
our every move, be able to summon up our microscopic biological data at the simple
swipe of a card? Anyone opposing all this is surely nothing less than 'UNMUTUAL!!!'&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Still, not all is doom and gloom. It's very heartening
to see how phrases from 'The Prisoner' come so naturally to mind as organised resistance
to the 'Village State' begins to stir amidst the torpor of modern Britain. From my
own point of view I'm highly pleased to see McGoohan's visionary creation being used
in this way. 'The Prisoner' certainly needs to be rescued from the cult nerd-dom that
has plagued it for so long. I must say that, in the wake of the publication of BE
SEEING YOU: DECODING THE PRISONER I had some strange, and rather disillusioning experiences
in the world of Prisoner fandom.&amp;nbsp; In order to attempt to publicise the book I
attended one of the Prisoner fan club Six of One's annual conventions at Portmeirion,
the site where the series was filmed. Whilst being at Portmeirion itself was - for
someone so familiar with the series - rather unnerving, the activities of the Six
of One Society seemed to epitomise a kind of rather sad state of mind. There were
pathetically staged and acted 'reenactments' of scenes from the series, plenty of
people in hooped shirts and black blazers... even a large white bouncing balloon.
They all seemed to takle it extremely seriously. Yet nowhere, in any of this organisation's
literature, was even the tiniest speck of any kind of political consciousness. At
another Six Of One meeting I attended (during which I did conspicuously badly in a
Prisoner trivia quiz) I actually read the 'Prisoner and New Britain' article to the
assembled company, to be met by stony silence. The Six Of One society didn't like
my book at all, as I'd made one or two very mildly scathing comments about their activities.
I think they greatly preferred the other publications on the series with trheir emphasis
on nerdish trivia. Later it occured to me that many members of Six of One would actually
have liked nothing better than to live in The Village itself! &lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;So hopefully 'The Prisoner' has finally been liberated
from this tiny group who have laid claim to it for so long. It belongs not to them
but to ALL OF US!! It should be seen not as a 'cult phenomenon' but a great work of
twentieth century art which stands up with the works of Orwell, Huxley and Kafka.
McGoohan deserves to be seen in the ranks of these great distopian prophets. The series
is a devastatingly accurate and visionary prediction of the future, achieved with
a single-minded fanatical determination by McGoohan himself which mirrors that of
his great everyman character Number Six. Only by taking such a bloody-minded attitude
can the culture of 'New Britain' be opposed. Years ago, on my first ever visit to
Portmeirion, I purchased&amp;nbsp; I purchased a sweat shirt bearing the iconic image
of McGoohan as Number Six, under which was the slogan 'I WILL NOT BE PUSHED, FILED,
BRIEFED, DEBRIEFED OR NUMBERED'. It still sits in my draw, rather tatty now from years
of wear. I think it's time to take it out of mothballs. Never has there been a time
when such absolute defiance has been more needed. We have to tell ourselves that the
future is in our own hands.&lt;/font&gt;
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