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John Bierman
Jan 10th, 2006, 1:47pm
 
This appeared in the Toronto Globe and Mail following the death of John Bierman, former BBC reporter.


A tough, iconoclastic journalist who reported from stakeouts, civil wars and bloody demonstrations, John Bierman was an action figure, who looked the part. With a face that seemed to have been moulded out of the side of a mountain and a manner to match, he was a formidable character who filled every room he entered.

"I met him in Nicosia during a hijacking in 1976," said journalist Christopher Hitchens. "He was cool under pressure, humorous, very willing to share information and compare notes -- all the things you want in a journalistic colleague -- and good company when the story was over and one could finally have dinner." That first impression turned out to be a lasting one. "He continued to be generous with his time and very generous to younger reporters."

The two men exchanged research notes in the late 1970s when Mr. Bierman was working on Righteous Gentile: The Story of Raoul Wallenberg, Missing Hero of the Holocaust (about the Swedish diplomat who rescued many Hungarian Jews from the Nazis, only to fall victim himself to the Soviets), the book that made his reputation as a writer of popular history and biography.

"I thought that was a very effective piece of both detective and human-rights work and good writing too. It was very prescient and it foreshadowed the end of and the discredit of the Soviet system," said Mr. Hitchens. More than that, of course, Mr. Bierman's book kick-started the international campaign to find out what had happened to Mr. Wallenberg after the Soviets moved into Budapest in 1945.

"John was one of the last of the rugged writers of English -- no punches pulled, tough and straight forward, but at the same time his elegant use of language was distinctive," said Scott Griffin, founder of the Griffin poetry prize and a long-standing friend. "As he wrote so, too, did he live."

John David Bierman was born in London between the wars and within the sound of Bow bells. He was the only child of Richard Bierman, an antique dealer, and his wife Beatrice. John had a tough childhood, raised mostly by relatives, and learned to rely on himself from a very early age. "He was not loved so he didn't expect to be loved, and he had no self pity about that," his widow Hilary Brown, herself a distinguished foreign correspondent, said yesterday from their home in Cyprus.

At 11, he was evacuated to the countryside during the Blitz. Being separated from parents and friends was traumatic for many children. "For John, it was a wonderful adventure," said Ms. Brown. The country kids disliked the interlopers from the city and so fistfights were a daily event -- but so were square meals. "He had to fight his way to school and fight his way back, and he learned to survive."

Even though he went to about 15 different schools, he received quite a good general education because he loved to read and had a prodigious memory. Too young for combat in the Second World War, he joined the military at 18 and served his obligatory two years of national service as a Royal Marine -- good training for a foreign correspondent in the world's hot spots.

After the Royal Marines, he learned his trade as a print journalist on small local papers in unappealing cities in the north of England and then he went to the colonies, finding a job on the Winnipeg Free Press where he met and married his first wife, Alice, when he was 24. (They had three children and were together until the early 1970s). From there, Mr. Bierman went to the Windsor Star and the now-defunct Toronto Telegram.

Having served his apprenticeship, he landed a job on the Daily Express on Fleet Street in London. About 1960, when he was in his early 30s, he was hired by the Aga Khan to start up a newspaper called The Nation in Nairobi, Kenya. He was there for four years, until Kenya was granted its independence from Britain in 1963. "Professionally, it was probably one of the happiest times of his life," said Ms. Brown. From there he went to Trinidad to manage a chain of newspapers for the Thomson Corporation.

In the mid 1960s, he was hired by the BBC, which was setting up a team of TV reporters. At the time, he wondered if going in front of the cameras was a good career move. In his audition, he declared, "I'm not just an ugly face, I have a brain, too." Of course, his craggy face and direct delivery made his reputation as a foreign correspondent.

He was sent to Londonderry in Northern Ireland one Sunday in 1972 to cover what was supposed to be a civil-rights demonstration, but turned into Bloody Sunday when the bullets started flying and 14 people were killed. "It happened right in front of him and [the BBC] was so close to airtime that they put the raw film on the air and he ad-libbed the commentary for 13 minutes," Ms. Brown recalled yesterday. The BBC later submitted the news clip to the Cannes Festival where it won an award.

Mr. Bierman and Ms. Brown met "one enchanted morning across a crowded press conference" in Rawalpindi, just before the outbreak of the Indo-Pakistani war in Dec., 1971. A reporter who wanted to be a foreign correspondent, Ms. Brown had gone to Pakistan as a freelance journalist. He hired her to carry his news film up the Khyber Pass through the Kabul Gorge to Afghanistan to ship it to the outside world, as had to be done in the days before satellites. After she came back down, they would occasionally meet at the border and "he would recite Kipling all the way back to Rawalpindi."

They bought a "falling-down" farmhouse in a village on Cyprus during a Christmas vacation in 1973 and gradually renovated it. "I always wanted a house overlooking the Mediterranean," said Ms. Brown and we wanted a place where we could meet because we were often apart [because of work]. They married in 1976 and their son Jonathan was born in 1979.

They continued to travel the world reporting from hot spots and danger zones -- she for ABC and he for the BBC -- until they settled in Toronto in 1984 where she had accepted a job as anchor for the local CBC Television newscast. About this time, Mr. Bierman went to Maclean's as foreign editor.

"What he brought to journalism was a real grasp of history and of the forces that shape the world we live in, not just from an academic or theoretical background, but from being on the ground in many of the major conflicts that shaped our age," said Kevin Doyle, who was editor of the magazine at the time.

"He was exceptionally well travelled and connected and he knew his briefs on international affairs in a manner that it would be hard to think that anybody else on the magazine could approach," said Anthony Wilson-Smith, another former Maclean's editor, who opened the magazine's Moscow bureau during Mr. Bierman's tenure.

Before Mr. Wilson-Smith left for Moscow, Mr. Bierman took him out for a drink and told him that he thought opening the bureau was a mistake. Nevertheless, he proved to be an extremely supportive editor who was willing to "go to bat for you" to make sure you got a later deadline or a more expensive production run. And, later he "had the grace to say he had made a mistake" about the bureau. He "wasn't always a pleasure to work with, but he was a consummate professional."

His tenure at Maclean's was a transition time for Mr. Bierman from daily or weekly journalism to becoming a full time writer of books. He was known to get up at four in the morning, in a writing pattern established years earlier by Peter Newman, and work on his books. That's how he wrote Dark Safari: The Life Behind the Legend of Henry Morton Stanley and Napoleon III and his Carnival Empire.

Mr. Bierman continued to write books after he, Ms. Brown and their son left Toronto in the late 1980s for Cyprus. In all, he wrote 10 books, including Hero of the Holocaust; Fire in the Night (with Colin Smith); Alamein: War Without Hate (also with Colin Smith); and The Secret Life of Laszlo Almasy: The Real English Patient.

The past few years were not kind to him. He had kidney failure on a visit to Toronto and, in 2002, had a kidney transplant from his son. He suffered two heart attacks and a heart bypass in 2004, a prostate operation last year and ended up with a nerve ailment that left him in constant pain. None of it was enough to stop him working on yet another book. "Writing was his life," said Ms. Brown.

John David Bierman was born in London on Jan. 26, 1929. He died on Jan. 4, 2006, in Paphos, Cyprus, after suffering a massive stroke on New Year's Day. He was 76. He is survived by his wifeHilary Brown and their son Jonathan. He also leaves his former wife Alice, their three children, three grandchildren and two great-grandchildren.

And this appeared in the Daily Telegraph on January 13th

John Bierman
(Filed: 13/01/2006)

John Bierman, who has died aged 76, made his name with a brilliant on-the-ground report on Bloody Sunday in 1972; he later became a successful author of historical and biographical books on subjects from Napoleon III to Alamein.

Hired as a reporter by the BBC in the 1960s, Bierman already had some experience as a foreign correspondent when he was ordered to Bogside in Londonderry to cover what was supposed to be a Catholic civil rights demonstration.

Despite being ordered to get out, Bierman and his crew stayed. "Minutes later," he recalled, "we and other TV crews were incapacitated by CS gas, fired by the security forces during a tense confrontation with demonstrators throwing stones and insults.

Police water cannons opened up, putting the demonstrators to flight - knocking out of action all TV cameras but our own.

"Then into view, crouching low and waving a blood-soaked white handkerchief, came a dog-collared priest, Father Daly, who later became Bishop of Derry. Behind him were two men carrying a third - a youth, whose chest was covered in blood. I had little doubt he was mortally wounded."

Bierman filed a 13-minute report live to camera in the midst of the bloodshed. It later won an award at the Cannes film festival.

John Bierman was born on January 26 1929 into an East End Jewish family, the only child of Richard Bierman, an antique dealer, and his wife Beatrice. They took little interest in him, so young John was brought up by his grandparents.

At the age of 11 he was evacuated to the countryside during the Blitz, an experience which he saw as a wonderful adventure. Despite an erratic education (he attended some 15 schools), he acquired a love of reading.

Following National Service with the Royal Marines, Bierman became a print journalist, and after a spell on a provincial newspaper in Stoke on Trent, he took passage on a cattle boat to Canada, where he was to spend two years working on newspapers.

Returning to London in the mid 1950s, he married his first wife, Alice, with whom he had two children. He worked for a time for the Daily Express, but, restless in London, took up an offer to set up and edit The Nation, a newspaper owned by the Aga Khan which was based in Kenya.

In the early 1960s he moved to Trinidad to manage a chain of newpapers for the Thomson Corporation.

On returning to London he joined the BBC and soon built a reputation as a rough diamond, decked out in a sheepskin jacket or wrinkled safari suit, reporting from trouble-spots around the world: Northern Ireland, Biafra, Israel (the Yom Kippur War) and Pakistan (the Indo-Pakistan war).

In Rawalpindi he met and fell in love with Hilary Brown, a reporter from Canada, who was once described by a colleague as "a lady journalist who looks like Aphrodite and talks like Ernest Hemingway".

They later married, and Bierman successfully ran a World Service bureau in Tehran until he offended the Shah, who expelled him.

Abandoning the life of a foreign correspondent, Bierman had more time to concentrate on his book-writing ambitions. His first great success was the best-selling biography of the Swedish diplomat Raoul Wallenberg, who saved up to 100,000 Hungarian Jews in Budapest in 1945.

After a spell as foreign editor of Macleans magazine in Canada, where his wife became an established TV anchorwoman, the pair moved to Cyprus, using it as a base from which to patrol the Middle East.

Bierman wrote well-received biographies of Napoleon III and Henry Stanley, the African explorer. More recently, in collaboration with Colin Smith, another Cyprus-based veteran correspondent, he published Alamein and Fire in the Night, the story of General Wingate.

Failing health dogged Bierman's later years. After suffering kidney failure he was saved from death or life on a dialysis machine by his son, then a student at Durham university, who donated one of his kidneys to save his father in 2002.

Bierman, who died on January 4 in Paphos, Cyprus, is survived by his wife, their son and a daughter and a son from his first marriage.


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Reply #1 - Jan 13th, 2006, 10:22am
 
This is taken from The Times:

John Bierman
January 26, 1929 - January 4, 2006

Reporter, writer and BBC correspondent who filmed the Bloody Sunday killings in Londonderry


JOHN BIERMAN was the award-winning BBC TV reporter who covered the Bloody Sunday shootings in Londonderry and the writer whose bestselling book Righteous Gentile introduced the English-speaking world to the wartime heroism of the vanished Swedish diplomat, Raoul Wallenberg, saviour of thousands of Hungarian Jews.

In a crowded career he was also the founding editor of the Nation newspaper in Kenya, BBC correspondent in Tehran and Tel Aviv — where he first met Jews who had been saved by Wallenberg — and foreign editor of the Toronto-based news magazine Maclean’s. In 2004 Viking Penguin published his last book, a biography of Laszlo Almasy, who was the real “English Patient”. Bierman had recently undergone a kidney transplant, the organ being donated by his youngest son, Jonathan. Right up to his death, in a clinic near the home and garden he loved in the foothills above Paphos, Cyprus, he was working on a novel.

On January 30, 1972, Bierman’s was one of two BBC crews covering what started as routine Northern Ireland story, a civil rights march starting from the Bogside, the Catholic district. One camera was behind the police and army lines; Bierman’s team was assigned to the demonstrators.

“The first inkling of serious trouble was an angry mob of civilians claiming that a young man had been shot in the leg,” Bierman recalled. “Some wanted to take us to where we could film him. Others wanted to lynch us. Then police water cannons opened up, putting the demonstrators to flight — and knocking out of action, as we learned later, all TV cameras but our own. An old lady living alone nearby invited us into her home for a cup of tea. Sitting in her modest parlour we heard the distinct sound of live rounds being fired.”

The BBC crew dashed outside and immediately began filming.

“On a street corner a paratrooper had taken up a firing position. From up the street, to our left but out of sight, we heard, ‘Hold your fire.’ Then, crouching low and waving a blood-soaked white handkerchief, came a dog-collared priest. Behind him two men carried a youth whose chest was covered in blood. The para moved towards them — a spontaneous movement, as if to offer help, or so it seemed to me. ‘Get away you bastard,’ one snarled.”

For the next few minutes Bierman and his crew, determined to get to as many of the 14 casualties as possible, scurried across patches of open ground, never certain which way the shots were coming and feeling “horribly vulnerable”. Soon the deadline for the main evening news bulletin was approaching and, in those pre-video days, editing and scripting could be done only in the BBC’s Belfast studio, more than an hour’s drive away.

“I scribbled out my script but the deadline was so close I ad-libbed the last few minutes live on air. We ran for 13 minutes — a lifetime in TV news.”

That same year the judges at the Cannes film festival gave Bierman’s “Bloody Sunday” report the Best TV News Coverage award.

John David Bierman was born in the East End of London to Ukrainian Jewish parents. His father, who for many years ran an antique shop in Soho, left his mother before he was born, and young John was shunted between grandparents, aunts and occasionally his mother who lived another world away in the West End. He calculated that he had attended 15 schools and recalled that, as an 11-year-old Blitz evacuee to a rural homestead, he did not suffer a single pang of homesickness.

Well over six foot, broad-shouldered and ruggedly good looking, he did his National Service in the Royal Marine Commandos shortly after the war, before becoming a junior reporter on an evening newspaper in Stoke-on-Trent.

Confident that he could make a living out of journalism, the young reporter left a drab early-1950s Britain — where wartime rationing was still in place — to work on Canadian newspapers. Four years later, determined to find a job in Fleet Street, he returned to London with his Canadian first wife, Alice Leftrook.

He soon discovered that the demand was not for reporters but sub-editors, the rewrite journalists and headline spinners who, then as now, were the backbone of the popular press.

Always a remarkably fast writer who knew what was boring, Bierman wrote his first published book, a thriller, in five weeks. Within a very short time he had gone from the Mirror to the Daily Express, then Britain’s biggest-selling paper.

But in 1960 he left the Express, lured away by the Aga Khan, who wanted him to edit the new English-language daily The Nation that he was about to launch in Nairobi.

In the countdown to the end of British rule, Kenyan politics were becoming volatile. Unlike the East African Standard, its chief rival, The Nation championed the colony’s African and Asian communities with an editorial team to match, most picked by Bierman.

When a small and irate member of the white settler community turned up in the newsroom threatening to horsewhip the editor, he was frogmarched to the door — amid the cheers of the staff — by the towering figure of the former Commando Bierman.

In 1967, after a short spell editing one of Roy Thomson’s Caribbean dailies in Trinidad, he joined BBC TV News — which must have been delighted to get hold of somebody whose experience was matched by his looks.

Bierman reported from Israel during the Six Day War in 1967, from besieged Biafra and got into West Pakistan to cover its 1971 war with India after a hazardous drive down the Khyber gorge from Afghanistan. His film went out the same way, in the hands of the Canadian TV reporter Hilary Brown, who became his second wife.

In May 1972, after his success in Londonderry and in order to set up home with Brown, Bierman became the BBC’s correspondent in Tehran. This proved to be a short posting. After 18 months a Panorama documentary on the more draconian aspects of the Peacock Throne so offended the Shah that the BBC was expelled.

Bierman moved to Istanbul and in the summer of 1974 found himself covering the Turkish invasion of Cyprus.

During a dawn dash from Nicosia to the invasion beaches around Kyrenia he and his crew made rude signs at their main competitors, ITN’s Michael Nicholson and his team, who were changing a punctured tyre beside the road. But, in a story he often told against himself, it was Bierman’s luck that had run out.

Nicholson’s puncture had placed him precisely in the drop zone for a Turkish paratroop attack, and ITN had the best pictures of the conflict. Meanwhile, the BBC team were prevented from getting their film of the naval landings on air by the Finns manning a UN roadblock who had taken casualties and insisted it was too dangerous to proceed because Turkish paratroopers had cut the road to Nicosia.

This crushing example of how much better the logistics of TV news gathering have become since the advent of video tape and the satellite telephone did not sour Bierman’s love of Cyprus.

In 1991 he returned to the island to live. While his wife Hilary roved the region for the American ABC network, Bierman wrote two books with his friend Colin Smith, a former Observer correspondent and author of Singapore Burning. One, Alamein — War Without Hate (2002), was described by the historian Sir John Keegan as “a remarkable achievement”.

Nonetheless, as a journalist Bierman was all too aware that most of the words he had written had a short life. In 2001 he was invited to the unveiling by the Queen of Morris Singer Jackson’s statue of Wallenberg in Great Cumberland Place, London, for which he had written its long and stirring inscription. Gazing at his bronze prose, Bierman remarked that it was typical that the most permanent words he would ever put down should be without a byline.

Bierman is survived by his second wife, and by two daughters and two sons.

John Bierman, journalist author, was born on January 26, 1929. He died on January 4, 2006, aged 76.
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Dear John. For that's how I remember him. When my wife Kathryn and I were seeking solace from our postings in Cairo (I for the BBC, she for the Guardian) we used to slip across to Cyprus and be assured of a warm Bierman welcome from John and Hilary. This involved much alcoholic encouragement to "stick with it" despite the horrors of Egypt.
My fondest memory of them both is of John lounging on a beach near Paphos, and recognising his wife's ability to organise most things down to the last detail, ordering her to "move that cloud" when it temporarily obscured the Cypriot sunshine. He was a great and good man.
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Reply #3 - Jan 17th, 2006, 7:32am
 
This is taken from The Guardian:

John Bierman

Formidable reporter and popular historian at home in the world's trouble spots
by Robert Chesshyre
Tuesday January 17, 2006


John Bierman, who has died aged 76, was one of the last of a generation of buccaneering reporters and writers who pursued successful careers across the media. Newspaper reporter, editor, radio correspondent, television "fireman", documentary maker and, finally, acclaimed historian, Bierman excelled at each, in a working life that reached back to the days of plate cameras and reporters in trilbies.

He was fast, fluent, accurate and - beneath a forbidding carapace - a widely read and civilised man. A friend recalls him in a hotel room in some colonial outpost where a big story had broken, stripped to his underpants and fuelling himself with beer as he fired off copy in perfectly rounded sentences to papers and radio stations across the globe. An imposing presence with a craggy, lived-in face - more John Wayne than Gregory Peck - he did his national service as a Royal Marine commando and parachutist. The "wings" on his broad chest caught the eyes of the girls.

His big stories as a BBC TV reporter included a 13-minute, mainly ad-libbed, report from Bloody Sunday in Derry in 1972 (which won a Cannes TV Festival award), the Indo-Pakistan war of 1971 and the Turkish invasion of Cyprus in 1974. His final incarnation as a historian was pursued in the Mediterranean calm of a Cypriot farmhouse - he liked to describe himself as a "palm-tree man". The military historian Sir John Keegan wrote of Alamein: War Without Hate (2002), which Bierman co-authored with fellow journalist Colin Smith: "Few historians write as fluently as they do; few journalists achieve their standards of accuracy and inclusiveness."

Bierman was born within the sound of Bow Bells in London. His father, an antiques dealer, beat a hasty exit, and his mother, who ran a dress shop, paid attention to her son only when in funds. Largely raised by his grandparents, and evacuated from London during the second world war, he had, therefore, a peripatetic childhood that ideally prepared him for life as a globetrotting reporter. His love of the English language was acquired young. Despite attending 16 schools, he had a sound basic education, and could recite long passages of poetry.

He revelled in the bohemian London of his youth - the story goes that Dylan Thomas was once sick over his new suede shoes - and he knew the music hall songs of the era. At the time of his death, he was engaged on a memoir of this period with the working title Guttersnipes.

Bierman learned his craft the old-fashioned way, in the provinces. In 1954, he took off for Canada, where he worked on several papers and married. Back in England, he became a Fleet Street sub-editor on the Mirror and the Express, rising rapidly to the Express backbench, where senior subeditors called the shots. The hours were long, and the after-hours spent in the then newspaper fashion of drinking till the morning buses rolled.

In 1960, Bierman was headhunted by the Aga Khan to found and edit the Nation, in Nairobi. Those four years were among his happiest professionally. A colleague recalls: "John was a great editor - driving, dynamic, young, assured, foul-mouthed, contemptuous of settlers, frightened of nobody, a marvellous design man and an elegant writer." He next moved to the Caribbean as a managing editor.

He returned to England in the mid-1960s just as the BBC was recruiting experienced print journalists to stiffen its staff of largely university graduates - "all rather posh men", according to Mike Sullivan, another of the hard-bitten tribe who joined when Bierman did. Sullivan thinks Bierman found performing for the camera hard, but he was energetic, intrepid and - as ever - fast and accurate. But his talents did not include office politics: old BBC sweats still tell of Bierman almost climbing over desks to throttle - usually terrified - executives whom he regarded as nincompoops.

During the Indo-Pakistan war, he met Hilary Brown, a Canadian journalist. It was - in Brown's words - love at first sight, "one enchanted morning across a crowded press conference". Brown became Bierman's "pigeon", ferrying his film in a battered taxi driven by a man high on hash across the Khyber Pass to Kabul. Five years later, she became Bierman's second wife. Her career took off, and Bierman followed her postings. Wherever they pitched up, he always got work as a writer or editor.

Bierman's breakthrough book was Righteous Gentile: The Story of Raoul Wallenberg (1981), which brought to international attention the then largely neglected story of the Swedish diplomat who rescued Hungarian Jews from the Nazis. Bierman's words are inscribed on Wallenberg's statue in central London: "The 20th century spawned two of history's vilest tyrannies. Raoul Wallenberg outwitted the first but was swallowed up by the second. His triumph over Nazi genocide reminds us that the courageous and committed individual can prevail against even the cruellest state machine. The fate of the six million Jews he was unable to rescue reminds us of the evil to which racist ideas can drive whole nations. Finally, his imprisonment reminds us not only of Soviet brutality but also of the ignorance and indifference which led the free world to abandon him. We must never forget these lessons."

"Dammit all," Bierman would joke, "these are the most enduring words I've ever written, and there's no byline."

One of Bierman's books - The Heart's Grown Brutal, a thriller set in Northern Ireland - was written under the pseudonym David Brewster; he was still on the BBC staff and not supposed to moonlight. In all, he published eight books (two written with Smith), continuing to work after a kidney (donated by his son Jonathan) transplant in 2002. Despite a later heart bypass, arthritis and damaged nerves in his neck which made writing torture, he stayed at his keyboard. He told an interviewer: "Working, in the sense of writing books, I shall do until I drop because it is my life."

Bierman himself was of Ukrainian/ Jewish stock, but totally secular. Despite having lived and worked in Israel, he did not darken the door of a synagogue until he attended a friend's wedding late in life. He is survived by Hilary and Jonathan, and by two daughters and a son from his first marriage, which ended in divorce.

· John David Bierman, journalist and author, born January 26 1929; died January 4 2006
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A memorial service for John Bierman, radio and television correspondent and author, who died in Cyprus in January, will be held at St. James Norlands Church, St. James Gardens, London W11 on Tuesday June 13 at 3.30 pm.

It will be led by John Exelby, formerly of TV News and World Service News, now Lay Reader in the Diocese of Gloucester.
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