The book gives a good overview of the Wikileaks situation to date. Its more of a blatant attempt bythe Guardian to cash in on the Julian Assange drama one feels, rather than an attempt to give a heretofore unseen side of the Wikileaks story.
Most of the book deals with the documented story of Wikileaks, only more analytically and with a level of perspective that has built up over the ensuing months. It also takes a bit of a dim view of Assange himself and one can sense a clear vein of arrogance that constantly seeks to downplay the efforts of Wikileaks and Assange and highlight the work of the Guardian in bringing the whole thing to light. Therefore it is less the story of Wikileaks itself and more the story of 'this Wikileaks business' from the rather self-righteous outlook of The Guardian.
But still, i wouldn't say the book is filled with lies and slander, far from it. The Guardian lives up to its reputation for good journalism and tries to remain objective and open to reason despite its constant monkey-praising-its-own-tail self congratulatory tone.
Gaga in the Desert
The tale starts with the disillusioned Bradley Manning, a computer operator in Iraq, who gets frustrated with the politics of the Iraqi war when it dawns on him that the values the US stands for there are only concerned with integrity so long as they helped further US interests. Simultaneously he realizes that the computer department he works in has very bad security and finds out that he can write classified files by burning them onto his Lady Gaga CD (a bizarre image, a desert dust battered army trailer room with battle hardened soldiers listening to Lady Gaga, but Manning wasn't a fighting man. He was highly idealistic, opinionated and smart, with a mopey childhood and homosexual tendencies).
To get back to the point Manning then tries to figure out a way of doing some 'good' with the data he has found because he has come to realize that large amounts of the information are things that the 'people should know about'. Enter Assange, who Manning hears about because of the former's rapidly growing popularity as a result of the work of Wikileaks in exposing the corrupt activities of African, European and other governments. Manning soon gets in touch through the equivalent of underground comm lines in the internet and the rest is baked cheesecake.
Death tolls, civilian casualties (including children), extra-judicial killings, hit squads etc were all packed away in the bits of data relating to the Afghan and Iraqi conflicts that were finally released through Wikileaks. Whereas the US previously claimed not to have specific figures for the number of dead in the wars, the final figure for Iraq was exposed as being somewhere between 100,000-108,000. Every single one of these deaths were meticulously recorded by soldiers filling out post-battle reports. Many other juicy details were also put out for the public consumption. The most controversial of all released data were the cables that were sent from US embassies around the world back to Washington, finally causing the US to sit up and take notice, and they were very, very ticked off. Manning was arrested and jailed. he is pending trial and will possibly face long years in prison, if not the death penalty for treason.
'Hacktivist'
Anyway if you've been following the news with half a ear, you already know this. So lets stick to the book itself. We are treated to a brief overview of Assange's vegabond, peripatetic childhood and his subsequent metamorphosis into a young father and unberhacker. It is through his hacking that Assange first comes into contact with the law, from the wrong side, and he does not like what he sees. His subsequent disillusionment with justice and governments is what leads to his conviction that 'all information must be free' and Wikileaks. he essentially becomes a hacker with a cause, a hacktivist.
Now enters the Guardian as an opportunistic Main Stream Media (the MSM is portrayed as highly derided by new media) element swooping in for the jackpot. Its editors strike up deals with Assange, who also brings in Der Spiegel and the New York Times, and set about analyzing, breaking down and narrativizing the think chunks of almost incomprehensible numbers and other data that was pratically 'dumped' by Manning on Assange. This proves to be a complex task and the experienced team of mainstream journalists take months to carefully sift through, contextualize, redact (where needed to protect lives)and break down what would otherwise have been a meaningless pile of numbers, acronyms and random figures.
This task could only have been done by experienced journalists and this is consequently where the Guardian's smugness shines out the most. At one point, elaborating on the glories of MSM journalists, it gushes 'they could be the genuine information professionals, standing out in an otherwise worthless universe of internet froth'. Except of course, they couldn't. 'Cablegate' and the 'biggest journalistic scoop since the the Pentagon Papers and possibly the biggest scoop of all time' would never have been possible without the so called 'internet froth' it so callously refers to.
Moments like that are rare however, and most of the book tries to stick to telling the story as it is. It is only when the authors' (senior Guardian journos both) personal views and observations come frothing to the top that the pith creates a bitter taste in your mouth. Otherwise, Assange is described in rather enigmatic terms. He is a bit of a mystery. But he is also a bit naive, arrogant and hubristic. Highly intelligent and charming, he has a tendency for paranoia and to engage in cloak and dagger behavior.
The book reads like a spy novel and is slightly prone to purplish prose and melodrama here and there. But it was compelling and had me glued until the end. A good journalistic account of the Wikileaks saga so far. It also discusses the allegations of sexual assault leveled at Assange and the ensuing chaos. It ends somewhere before his extradition to Sweden. All in all a good read, but for a more in depth look at the man himself and a behind the scenes look at the inner workings of Wikileaks i daresay we could do worse that wait for Assange's upcoming biography. Rather snortingly described in this book as having 'an ambitions deadline' for April 2011.