I don’t know if there’s a name for this kind of journalism but it’s special: written quickly and by the old rules of American journalism. Simple, percussive, emotional and direct. And, of course, written right in the thick of ‘the big one‘ by someone who lived through it. We don’t do journalism like this in Britain any more. Broadsheet irony and tabloid cynicism put an end to this kind of honest, uncomplicated description decades ago.