A great writer should be a thinking observer; a great
journalist should be a selfless writer. Reporting the facts is to write the
known truths in a way that informs the reader without indoctrinating them.
Writers by nature are literary artists. Painting words with the ink of emotion
and staining our hearts in the process. But where does the fragility of the
writer and stone cold heart of the journalist meld? I like to believe that
answer lies within self-awareness.
Assume you’re the reporter on-scene during the discovery of
a gruesome murder. A child, allegedly beaten to death by his mother and her
boyfriend. The two have been arrested and accused of torturing the boy, beating
him with a hammer, than burning his body. You’re a parent of a child which is
roughly the same age as the victim. This is the situation many journalists
found themselves in during the Ethan Stacy case in 2010.
So, how do you report the story without injecting a personal
bias? By reporting the facts and letting the reader decode the information
themselves. The responsibility of the journalist is to present the facts and
tell the story as it’s known at the time.
From my view point as both a fragile writer and stone cold
journalist I find the constant fight maddening. Journalism makes sense as an
important element of documentation. But the writing journalist can be
oxymoronically tortured to a degree. Perhaps this is why one has to be a bit
off to take up journalism—or at least the reporting of it—for a living.
You’re going to lose your mind over this week’s grammar
mistake.
“Do you feel better? Everyone makes mistakes; however, you’re the only one who brings this stuff up.”
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