The writer of penetrating histories of India and Afghanistan explains how his new book touches on such modern themes as the non-stop waltz between corporations and government.
Matthew Clayfield is a journalist, critic, and screenwriter. He finished his first novel, A Death in Phnom Penh, in 2018.
He has worked as a freelance foreign correspondent in more than twenty countries, specialising in first-person narrative journalism, political commentary, and travel writing. His journalism has appeared in The Australian, The Daily Beast, Politico, The Guardian, The Monthly, and more. He was a staff reporter with The Australian between 2008 and 2010 and a reporter at ABC Radio Current Affairs between 2016 and 2017. He was a shortlisted finalist for Young Journalist of the Year in the 2009 News Limited News Awards.
Matthew’s critical work covers books, cinema, the performing arts, visual arts, and restaurants, and has appeared in The Australian, The Economist The Lifted Brow, Time Out, Senses of Cinema, and on his personal blog, Esoteric Rabbit, which ran from 2002 to 2009.
Like Trump in the U.S., Modi has encouraged ethnic and religious hatred in India and destroyed norms. In blacked-out Kashmir the silence is deafening.
Hundreds of millions cast their ballots, and the man who billed himself as India’s ‘watchman’ won big after bombing Pakistan. His bellicosity may have been the key to victory.
One knows—because one is not an idiot, however liberal one’s politics—that Europe cannot take on such numbers indefinitely.
For a few days in February two nuclear powers stood at the brink of war. This will happen again and if, or when, there is a South Asian Armageddon you’ll find the reasons here.
I'd made it safely back to the Thailand we all imagine and mythologize, of cities where beer runs along the gutters with the sex.
I don’t know what I was expecting: a war zone, or perhaps a military stronghold. Instead, it strikes me that Pattani would be a tourist hot-spot were it not for its reputation.
Sungai Kolok is the sort of place that passes, in this part of the world, for a den of sin and iniquity.
I’m on my way to Thailand, to the provinces of the country’s deep south, where an ethno-nationalist separatist struggle, with a slight air of jihad, has been underway for years.
A reporter’s travels through one of the most beautiful and most explosive regions of the world, and one of the least understood. This is the fifth and final chapter.