I just came across this in friend Dan Newland's blog and thought it sounded an excellent read:
In the forward to David Cox’s powerful portrait of a violent time, his father, journalist Robert J. Cox, writes:
“This is the book that I could not write…A quarter of a century has passed since the end of the aptly named “Dirty War” in Argentina, yet I still find it too painful to relive those malevolent times by writing about them. So I am deeply indebted to my son David for telling the story of a small English-language newspaper…which saved lives by refusing to be silenced…”
