Self-Explanatory, I hope

Artful, noble & adverb. I'm a dipshit.

My old pal Kugler recommended My War Gone By, I Miss It So – the memoir of war journalist Anthony Loyd – and I’m passing the good word along. Loyd mostly focuses on his experiences reporting the Bosnian war but it’s more than just one gripping and horrific scene from the war after another. Loyd is a war junkie and he ponders how deeply fucked up you have to be to get addicted to war. There’s no great revelation and the introspection is stilted (it never gets close to psychobabble levels); as Loyd bleeds his personal life into the war narrative, you realize he’s answering these questions indirectly, between the lines. It’s a fury of a book – bloody, tragic and relentless – but it’s also artful, noble and utterly devoid of grandstanding.

Of course, I could be way off. Good ol' K. could read this and say, "You were focused on Loyd's personal hang-ups? Weren't interested at all in THE WAR going on, dipshit?"