Means of Escape: A War Correspondent's Memoir of Life and Death in Afghanistan, the Middle East, and Vietnam

As always, Philip Caputo has come through for me. I have read other books over the years and look forward to each one. They are page turners even when the subjects specialized and sometimes difficult for the man in the street to comprehend. That's the beauty of them.

Philip Caputo is probably one of our nation's best writers to emerge from the Viet Nam War, up with Tim O'Brien and James Webb. Caputo's reputation rests on his memoir A Rumor of War, and several novels he's written since, all of which deal with people whose lives are impacted, in some way, by military service. This book is a series of vignettes, a sort of fragmented memoir, of the author's experiences throughout his life. The one area where he doesn't spend much time is Viet Nam, having covered that pretty thoroughly in A Rumor of War. The author grew up in a working-class suburb of Chicago, the child of Italians who weren't far from the old country (they or their parents had immigrated) and he apparently suffered from a wanderlust for much of his early life. He imagined seeing an individual, a sort of magic character who appeared to him in various disguises (a recruiter for the Marine Corps, a hobo on a passing train, an editor offering him an oversees assignment) but his real name was Oneway Ticket, and old Oneway regularly convinces our hero to hop a plane, bus, train, or other conveyance and go off and see the world. By the time he gets shot in Lebanon (after having already been kidnapped, on a separate occasion) you begin to wonder about the author's sanity. When he follows up the Lebanon fiasco by limping into Afghanistan on a leg still pained from the Lebanese shooting, I was certain he was nuts. Regardless of his sanity, though, Caputo's strength is that he can write. This book is divided up into a series of these accounts of his adventures in exotic corners of the world, separated by short fictional pieces the author has written, apparently for this book. The result is the author's depiction of war as a complex, random, vicious catastrophe that ought to be avoided at all or most hazards. While he doesn't outright condemn war or the impulses that drive men to it, he does come close, and he is very eloquent in describing the human cost of war. He's also very eloquent generally. From his comparison of the Ho Chi Minh Trail to the Ventura Freeway at rush hour to his description of terrorist interrogation techniques as "Applied Kafka", the author's a wonderful prose stylist, and you wind up enjoying every page, the narrative moving along quickly and the characters standing out, interesting, weird, or bright. I enjoyed this book a great deal, and would recommend it to anyone interested in modern conflict and journalism. While the book is a bit dated (the forward is dated 1989-90) the subject matter is relevant anyway, and the writing is wonderful.

What a book!! Caputo brings us to the REAL battlefield in flesh and blood. Caputo's narrations are more alive than any live coverage of CNN or BBC. The book offers a great "means of escape" from boring routine in those of us who are living in average industralized societies.

I picked this book up, after someone suggested it to me. I couldn't put it down. It is a very honest account of what war correspondents went through. Mr Caputo seems to have led a rather interesting life. All I can say is that I am glad I have never been to war, and hopefully never will. It gives an interesting perspective into what human nature can be. I urge you to read this book.

Mr. Caputo's book is an incredibly moving analysis of the tragedies of war and its devastating effect being forced to live with war can have on the human persona. I applaud Mr Caputo and thank him for sharing his experiences with us in such a moving history.