Well, we're bugging their phones, haha, only joking!
Unfriendly journalists' phones were bugged.
"We knew that everything we did was bugged, although we didn't suspect Withers individually".
The brave dissident writer (whom I met once or twice in a house we correctly assumed was bugged) had been grassing up her friends - while they grassed her up.
We knew that our house was bugged, and we knew many family friends who had been executed for saying the "wrong thing" about his policies or his mistress.
When I visited Iraq in the run-up to the war, I met another foreigner by the pool of the Rasheed Hotel, where we hoped our conversation couldn't be bugged, and we spoke of our bafflement.
We all seem to be bugged by plastic wrap that gets stuck on the roll, telemarketing calls, people who borrow stuff and don't return it (even when we are one of those people) and double dippers.
We are spied on, phones are bugged, spies encouraged within families and places of worship.
We were not sure whether the telephone was bugged or the house was bugged.
