There are two sides to every question. And then there is the moveable type of truth… or do I mean truth of the moveable type?... as presented by Terry Pratchett. And then there is also the War of the Words, which obtains anywhere there are two newspapers published by opposing factions.
Like all Discworld books, this is not one to take with you on your daily public transport commute. The sniggers and giggles - sometimes when a surreal pun from some pages back hits you and you go back to re-read it, will earn you strange looks and sometimes, people will actually get up and sit down elsewhere. And that’s before you squint to read the footnotes. And horselaugh and snort.
Having been published in the press since I was fourteen, I empathise and sympathise with William de Worde, accidental editor extraordinaire. I, too, have had my share of people who want me dead, or at least tell me “I must” say this or that," although, truth to tell, I have never met an Otto Chriekh, pledged vampire, or even a potato farmer, to date. Sadly, I only have a nodding acquaintance with biothaumaturgic designs and talking dogs.
William wants the Truth; his encounter with Gunilla Goodmountain and his team of dwarf printers could well have been on the road to Damascus as on the road to Ankh-Morpork. And the front pages of his newspaper, reproduced in loving detail complete with typos galore, tell us what it is supposed to be.
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Carl Hassman, October 18, 2012 (view all comments by Carl Hassman)
I liked the pace, and the characters were so real. I could relate to it even though it's set in an impossible world, and there is enough humor to keep a smile on my face. A great story!
by Harper Collins,
The denizens of Ankh-Morpork fancy they've seen just about everything. But then comes the Ankh-Morpork Times, struggling scribe William de Worde's upper-crust, newsletter turned Discworld's first paper of record.
An ethical joulnalist, de Worde has a proclivity for investigating stories — a nasty habit that soon creates powerful enemies eager to stop his presses. And what better way than to start the Inquirer, a titillating (well, what else would it be?) tabloid that conveniently interchanges what's real for what sells.
But de Worde's got an inside line on the hot story concerning Ankh-Morpork's leading patrician Lord Vetinari. The facts say Vetinari is guilty. But as William de Worde learns, facts don't always tell the whole story. There's that pesky little thing called the truth ...
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