Synopses & Reviews
With the gonzo style of Hunter S. Thompson and the biting wit of P. J. O'Rourke, an unlikely reporter recounts how he got the opportunity of a lifetime and ends up between Iraq and a hard place.
Chris Ayres is a small-town boy, a hypochondriac, and a neat freak with an anxiety disorder. Not exactly the picture of a war correspondent. He's a twenty-seven-year-old reporter for The Times of London living in Los Angeles, and the only thing he cares to be embedded in is celeb-studded after-parties. But somehow, he has a habit of ending up in the wrong place at the wrong time, whether it's a few blocks from the World Trade Center on September 11 or one cubicle over from an anthrax attack at the New York Post. When his boss asks him if he would like to go to Iraq, he doesn't have the guts to say no.
War Reporting for Cowards is the Iraq War with all of its horrors and absurdities through the eyes of a "war virgin" who was there, in the heat of battle, and wishing he were anywhere but. After signing a $1 million life-insurance policy, studying a tutorial on repairing severed limbs, and spending $20,000 in camping gear (only to find out that his bright yellow tent makes him a sitting duck), Ayres is embedded with the Long-Distance Death Dealers, a battalion of gung ho Marines who, when they aren't playing Monopoly using Baghdad and France as Park Place and Boardwalk, are a "disassembly line, churning out Iraqi body parts." They switch between shunning him and threatening to shoot him in the head when he files an unfavorable story. As time goes on, though, he begins to understand them (and his inexplicably enthusiastic fellow war reporters) more and more: Each night of terrifying combat brings, in the morning, something more visceral than he has ever experienced the thrill of having won a fight for survival.
In the tradition of M*A*S*H, Catch-22, and other classics in which irreverence springs from life in extremis, War Reporting for Cowards tells the on-the-ground story of Iraq in a way that is extraordinarily honest, heartfelt, and bitterly hilarious. It is sure to become a classic of war reportage.
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"[H]ilarious....[R]eads as though Larry David had rewritten M*A*S*H* and Evelyn Waugh's Scoop as a comic television episode, even as it provides the reader with a visceral picture of the horrors of combat and the peculiar experience of being an embedded reporter." Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times
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"Excellent, sinewy....While these moments of bitterness claw at his soul, he delivers a first-rate glimpse of how terrifying are the wages of war....Ayres a coward? Come on, give the guy a medal." Kirkus Reviews
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"Ayres delivers this book with a humble sense of accomplishment. He writes in a way that offers both brutal honesty and situational question marks that entice the reader to have a laugh at his expense." Cleveland Plain Dealer
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"The most honest rendering we've seen of embedded life, hands down, comes from Chris Ayres." Howard Kurtz, The Washington Post
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"Though other embedded reporters have written books, Ayres is unique in his humor-driven and slightly sarcastic slant." Library Journal
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"The truly indispensable part of this book is its final section. Once we finally get to Iraq, Ayres is at his journalistic and comic best." Gary Shteyngart, The New York Times Book Review
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"Ayres would never have cut it in the military, but he need not think meanly of himself. Going to war may or may not have made a man of him, but it certainly made a reporter of him. Bad news really can be good news." The Sunday Times (London)
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"Ayers could have written an amazing book on Iraq had he opted to stay a bit longer. It's hard to fault him for opting for an early exit strategy but, not unlike a war sold on false pretenses, Ayers' book promises something it never had hopes of delivering." Rocky Mountain News
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"One of the most powerful chapters deals with the terror attacks of Sept. 11. Ayres was in New York that day, and his descriptions are wrenching, sympathetic and somehow wry. Much has been written about that day, but here truly are some fresh views." Hartford Courant
Synopsis
In the tradition of M*A*S*H, Catch-22, and other classics in which irreverence springs from life in extremis, journalist Chris Ayres, a "war virgin," tells the story of the war in Iraq in a way that is extraordinarily honest, heartfelt, and bitterly hilarious.
Synopsis
Chris Ayres is a small-town boy, a hypochondriac, and a neat freak with an anxiety disorder. Not exactly the picture of a war correspondent. But when his boss asks him if he would like to go to Iraq, he doesn't have the guts to say no.
After signing a $1 million life-insurance policy, studying a tutorial on repairing severed limbs, and spending $20,000 in camping gear (only to find out that his bright yellow tent makes him a sitting duck), Ayres is embedded with a battalion of gung ho Marines who either shun him or threaten him when he files an unfavorable story. As time goes on, though, he begins to understand them (and his inexplicably enthusiastic fellow war reporters) more and more: Each night of terrifying combat brings, in the morning, something more visceral than he has ever experienced-the thrill of having won a fight for survival.
In the tradition of M*A*S*H, Catch-22, and other classics in which irreverence springs from life in extremis, War Reporting for Cowards tells the story of Iraq in a way that is extraordinarily honest, heartfelt, and bitterly hilarious.