Journalists die on an unfortunately regular basis when reporting in violent areas of the world. For some, it's as if they spot a burning house and cannot resist the need to race inside of it.

Celebrated and obscure people alike die in droves every day. Occasionally, though, and without any plausible anchor, I sometimes hear about a person's passing and I cannot stop thinking about it; the news of their deaths harasses me like a tenacious ringing in my ears.

Marie Colvin, RIP

You can't get that information without going to places where people are being shot at, and others are shooting at you. The real difficulty is having enough faith in humanity to believe that enough people be they government, military or the man on the street, will care when your file reaches the printed page, the website or the TV screen.

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