Unsurprisingly, it was the author’s name that caused me to pull this book off the new releases’ shelf. I was in my penultimate year of high school when Greste’s imprisonment in Egypt flashed across ABC news. The fact that the only other news stories I can remember from that year are the Chibok schoolgirls kidnapping and plane MH-17 goes to show that Greste’s plight must have struck a chord with me. Seeing the book on the shelf, I recalled watching the episode of the Chaser’s Media Circus when, as a guest on the show, Greste broke into tears as it was announced that his two former fellow inmates had been released. I had cried too at seeing Greste’s emotion both raw and unedited and inhabiting my living room. Hence I found myself reading the blurb of the book without even taking a proper look of the cover or title.
As promised by the back cover, Greste doesn’t merely recount his experiences behind bars in Egypt. After all, good journalists don’t tell stories just for the sake of a well-spun yarn. Instead he sews the seams of his Egyptian chapters with two other narratives - his years with the BBC as a foreign correspondent as well as his own commentary on the role of journalism within the current political climate. He does his job and he does it well.
The writing itself dissolves in the mouth like lemon, leaving a tingling sensation on the tongue. Even while recounting brutally real and personal events, it almost feels like I’m reading a crime thriller. It’s nice to see that Greste has not fallen into the common trap of memoirs or autobiographies which often favour streams of consciousness and plunge into far too many minute details. The alternation between the three different points of focus is exceptionally well-executed. I’ve never seen this type of structure in a non-fiction book before although I’ve encountered it many times in novels before and never to my liking. In works of fiction, I find myself always favouring one perspective or plot line over another and end up rushing through the other chapters. Happily, in Greste’s book this is not the case. Each section is clearly differentiated from the others and, unlike fiction, do not run parallel narratives but instead are anchored by a common theme. Although they could have stood on their own fairly well, they smooth paint over each other like palette knives and give the book more weight.
Greste does not hesitate in declaring his message. He weaves his stories together to demonstrate the crucial role journalism plays in any democratic system. He highlights the onus on journalism to strive to achieve neutral reporting and consequently using sources derived from all sides of the narrative. If the international community had any doubts as to whether journalists have been crying wolf, especially in regards to their concerns over Trump’s crackdown on press, those can certainly be set aside. Greste reveals ways in which both dictatorships and democracies have clamped down on free press in order to secure their own authority.
Just to top it all off, it is a quick and easy read. It is not necessary to be at all familiar with Greste’s story to enjoy this book as it will interest anyone with an interest in international affairs or writing.