LITMIR.BIZ

      CONTENTS

      PREFACE

       1 A firestorm coming

       Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war

       Flirting with the enemy

       ‘Thank you, Mr Clinton, for the kind words’

       Brace yourself for Part Two of the War for Civilisation

       The pit of desperation

       The lies leaders tell when they want to go to war

       ‘You are not welcome’

       Be very afraid: Bush Productions is preparing to go into action

       ‘Our guys may kick them around a little…’

       The wind from the East

       2 Publish and be damned? Or stay silent?

       So let me denounce genocide from the dock

       You’re talking nonsense, Mr Ambassador

       Armenia’s 1,500,001st genocide victim

       Sneaking a book out in silence

       ‘A conflict of interest’

       Bravery, tears and broken dreams

       A holocaust denier in the White House

       3 Words, words, words…

       Hack blasts local rags

       We should have listened to Bin Laden

       The jargon disease

       Poisonous academics and their claptrap of exclusion

       Soft words – hard questions

       The pen, the telex, the phone and the despised e-mail

       The forgotten art of handwriting

       ‘Believe it or not!’

       Murder is murder is murder…

       Ah, Mary, you poor diddums

       ‘A very edgy situation’

       ‘Abu Henry’: what diplomats can get up to

       A lesson from the Holocaust

       4 Cinema begins to mirror the world

       Applause from the Muslims of Beirut

       Saladin’s eyes

       My challenge for Steven Spielberg

       Da Vinci shit

       We’ve all been veiled from the truth

       When art is incapable of matching life

       A policeman’s lot is not a happy one

       Take a beautiful woman to the cinema

       A river through time

       5 The greatest crisis since the last greatest crisis

       A long and honourable tradition of smearing the dead

       Tricky stuff, evil

       ‘Middle East hope!’ – ‘Europe in crisis!’

       A poet on the run in Fortress Europe

       6 When I was a child… I understood as a child

       Another of Arthur’s damned farthings

       First mate Edward Fisk

       ‘Come on, Sutton!’

       Cold war nights

       ‘All this talk of special trains…’

       Fear of flying

       7 The old mandates

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