I'm not going to lie: I'm reading this for different reasons (and have probably enjoyed it in a different way) than the usual reader. I'm digging in because at heart, while it ostensibly speaks to the murderous fuckwittery of one man, emblematic of a section of Australia's elite forces, it also addresses the power that journalism can have, despite obstacles - legal, cultural and military - that might get in the way. 

(Read the full review here: Book review: Crossing the Line | Yeah nah. (captainfez.com))