May Bogdan's memory be a blessing to his family. He died a hero. The general public has no idea what goes into a war correspondent's reporting. Thank you for the in depth view inside.
Stories like this inspire me in my own world to hang in with the hope that truth will filter out into the mainstream but with so much corruption and lack of care for humanity currently it feels an impossible task. So many humans over time have laid aside their desire to kite fly or whatever for these kind of truth missions and yet things aren't actually improving as a result. The story is quickly replaced with the next and forgotten in the mass of diversions. Creating awareness is only of use if change results. Maybe it is time for a different approach where the fixers hang up their boots and say I am going to inspire and create change by LIVING my fullest authentic desires. ..which may still involve writing
As a fellow journalist, thank you for writing this ode to the people who make it possible for us to tell the stories of truth, Lauren. Shared it in a note.
From tears may you find strength. Just know that there are thousands if not hundreds of thousands who cherish what you and your support teams do where they cannot. Please keep going, we love to hear what you have to say to us.
One thing leads to another on the Internet, and my enquiring mind pondered a year ago: why "special military operation" as a nomenclature? To deviate around the provisions of the Geneva Conventions? I looked them up. From there to Dunant, the Battle of Solferino, and the Red Cross; to the Rules of War, where the ICRC announce, in diminutive script, "Yes, wars have rules." Hand me a Kleenex, would you, Lauren, please?
Thank you for reminding us of the many local people who make journalism possible, often at great risk to themselves. May Bogdan Bitik memory be a blessing.
May Bogdan's memory be a blessing to his family. He died a hero. The general public has no idea what goes into a war correspondent's reporting. Thank you for the in depth view inside.
Stories like this inspire me in my own world to hang in with the hope that truth will filter out into the mainstream but with so much corruption and lack of care for humanity currently it feels an impossible task. So many humans over time have laid aside their desire to kite fly or whatever for these kind of truth missions and yet things aren't actually improving as a result. The story is quickly replaced with the next and forgotten in the mass of diversions. Creating awareness is only of use if change results. Maybe it is time for a different approach where the fixers hang up their boots and say I am going to inspire and create change by LIVING my fullest authentic desires. ..which may still involve writing
I have no words. Thank you (both) for yours.
As a fellow journalist, thank you for writing this ode to the people who make it possible for us to tell the stories of truth, Lauren. Shared it in a note.
From tears may you find strength. Just know that there are thousands if not hundreds of thousands who cherish what you and your support teams do where they cannot. Please keep going, we love to hear what you have to say to us.
One thing leads to another on the Internet, and my enquiring mind pondered a year ago: why "special military operation" as a nomenclature? To deviate around the provisions of the Geneva Conventions? I looked them up. From there to Dunant, the Battle of Solferino, and the Red Cross; to the Rules of War, where the ICRC announce, in diminutive script, "Yes, wars have rules." Hand me a Kleenex, would you, Lauren, please?
Thank you for reminding us of the many local people who make journalism possible, often at great risk to themselves. May Bogdan Bitik memory be a blessing.