'David Marr is the rarest of breeds: one of Australia’s most unflinching, forensic reporters of political controversy, and one of its most subtle and eloquent biographers. In Marr’s hands, those things we call reportage and commentary are elevated to artful and illuminating chronicles of our time.
'My Country collects his powerful reflections on religion, sex, censorship and the law; striking accounts of leaders, moralists and scandalmongers; elegant ruminations on the arts and the lives of artists. And some memorable new pieces.'
Source: Publisher's blurb.
Author's note: To my editors, goads and angels for forty-five years. Thank you.
'David Marr’s voice is ubiquitous, at least within the purlieus of the liberal Left. It’s also unique; the cultivated accent of the WASP establishment (although Sydney’s Shore was ‘‘a rotten school’’), slightly breathy, energetic, lengthening and emphasising an abnormal number of words, supremely confident, without hesitation, punchy, colloquial, witty and frequently withering.' (Introduction)
'David Marr’s anthology, My Country, burns the names of those who fall under his crosshairs into their political headstones.'
'David Marr chats with George Megalogenis about a lifetime of writing and his new book, My Country. This is a live recording from our event.' (Production summary)
'There was excitement. David Marr, newly appointed editor of the National Times at just thirty-three, had agreed to speak with politics students on campus. Volunteers were dispatched to buy the obligatory felafel and cheese, plastic cups, and cask wine, and at 3 pm the famous journalist arrived to address a small but enthusiastic group of undergraduates.' (Introduction)
'There was a time when a selection of essays, sketches, reviews and speeches by David Marr would have seemed less necessary than it does now. From his rookie days at The Bulletin onwards, Marr was one of those figures who seemed to speak for and to the broad and thoughtful Australian middle class. He served as an ordinary oracle for the constitutional liberalism and decency of the majority. The man reflected, though in more elegant prose than was perhaps deserved, just who we were as a people.' (Introduction)
'David Marr’s voice is ubiquitous, at least within the purlieus of the liberal Left. It’s also unique; the cultivated accent of the WASP establishment (although Sydney’s Shore was ‘‘a rotten school’’), slightly breathy, energetic, lengthening and emphasising an abnormal number of words, supremely confident, without hesitation, punchy, colloquial, witty and frequently withering.' (Introduction)
'David Marr’s anthology, My Country, burns the names of those who fall under his crosshairs into their political headstones.'
'There was a time when a selection of essays, sketches, reviews and speeches by David Marr would have seemed less necessary than it does now. From his rookie days at The Bulletin onwards, Marr was one of those figures who seemed to speak for and to the broad and thoughtful Australian middle class. He served as an ordinary oracle for the constitutional liberalism and decency of the majority. The man reflected, though in more elegant prose than was perhaps deserved, just who we were as a people.' (Introduction)
'There was excitement. David Marr, newly appointed editor of the National Times at just thirty-three, had agreed to speak with politics students on campus. Volunteers were dispatched to buy the obligatory felafel and cheese, plastic cups, and cask wine, and at 3 pm the famous journalist arrived to address a small but enthusiastic group of undergraduates.' (Introduction)
'David Marr chats with George Megalogenis about a lifetime of writing and his new book, My Country. This is a live recording from our event.' (Production summary)