What I'm Up Against - selected press cuttings

After The Moon, our one-of-a-kind tabloid experiment, it seemed that the rest of the rest of Fleet Street, and particularly the Murdoch press, had an agenda against me. Hack after hack dogged my missions to the Balkans and elsewhere with libellous conjecture. At least the Standard finally let me say what needed to be said about the clash of civilisations, and as the last scan shows sometimes there was more mileage in going local, getting the Right Path message out there to hearts and minds. My autobiography Lines Crossed always flies out the bookshops of places like Chiselhurst.

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