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People Were Murdered For The Camera; And Some Photographers And A Television Camera Crew Departed Without Taking A Picture In The Hope That In The Absence Of Cameramen Acts Might Not Be Committed. Others Felt That The Mob Was Beyond Appeal To Mercy. They Stayed And Won Pulitzer Prizes. Were They Right?

When I First Came To The United States In 1956 I Fell In Love With Things - Mainly The Vitality And The Freedoms.

Attempting To Get At Truth Means Rejecting Stereotypes And Cliches.

This Impressed Me When I Was The Editor Of The Sunday Times [of London] - We Had The "bloody Sunday" Killings Of 13 Unarmed Civilians By British Paratroopers. We Interviewed 500 People For Our Report, And Not One Of Them Could Give Us A Total Picture Of What Was Happening. It Was Like The Rashomon Effect Multiplied A Million Times. For A Website Or Even A Newspaper To Be A Collector Of Information Flow Is Not The Highest Form Of Journalism.

I Had Been At The Newspaper For A Few Months. It Wasn’t Regarded As The Paper, It Was Their Paper. There Was A Sense Of Community Because They Reported, We Reported, I Reported The Little Things, The Whist Drives, The Weddings, The Funerals, The Little Speeches. In One Sense It Was The Most Boring Copy In The World To Anyone Picking It Up, But, On The Other Hand, It Was Crucial To The People Who Lived In Those Communities.