Black Light, White Light
On the night of 17 August, 1980 - against the grand panorama of Uluru - 500 tourists, 45 schoolboys and crack Aboriginal trackers followed the trail of the dingo that took Azaria Chamberlain. It led to someone's backyard. By the morning the tracks were all but obliterated.
Shortly after, the trail was picked up by countless journalists around the country. By the time they had finished, the plot had assumed cosmic, surreal and murderous proportions. Nothing sensible was left to follow and the public was fed a pack of lies. In time, millions of Australians, from every walk of life, followed that dingo's trail. Everybody had a speculative opinion, everyone had something to say.
Misunderstood and misquoted, for years Michael has kept his silence. Until now, he has never told his story freely and at length. It is the story of a Christian man who at once stage lost his career, his income, his marriage and he even appeared to have lost his reputation. The only thing he never lost was his faith, which is strong enough to have him write this sometimes sad, but surprisingly positive account.
