OPINION | We are Journalists, but We are Human Too
We show up earlier than anyone else. We stay long after everyone has gone home. We stand in the heat, skip our meals, and set aside our own comfortโall so we can capture a moment that may never come again. We do this because we believe stories matter. ๐ช๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ผ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฟ๐๐๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป.
And yet, in the midst of victories and celebrations, we are forgotten. Our voices are drowned out. Our efforts are invisible. People need the photos, the articles, the coverageโbut they rarely see the people behind them.
Too often, photojournalists are treated like slavesโpersonal photographers expected to follow orders, take endless shots, and provide nothing more than โ๐ข๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐คโ pictures for social media. Our photos, meant to tell stories, are reduced to decoration. Our craft, built on truth, is diminished into content. And it sucks.
We are not tools for your posts or props for your feeds. ๐ช๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ป๐ฑ. ๐ช๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐น๐ฒ. ๐ช๐ฒ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ. ๐ช๐ฒ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐ต๐๐ป๐ด๐ฟ๐. ๐ช๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ผ๐๐ป, ๐๐ผ๐ผ. But we keep going, because itโs our calling to tell stories from every angleโeven the ones no one else dares to look at.
We donโt ask for medals or parades, because we know they will never come. The truth is, the only people who will ever truly understand us are fellow journalists. They know what it means to stand in the heat with an empty stomach, to stay long after everyone else has gone home, to lose sleep over stories that may never even be noticed.
And maybe thatโs enough. Because when the world forgets us, we remember each other. When no one else stands by us, we stand togetherโawkwardly by the bleachers, silently, under the sun, carrying cameras and notebooks heavier than our own tired bodies.
๐ช๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ท๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ป๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐๐๐, ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ต๐๐บ๐ฎ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐ผ. And when the world turns its eyes away, we will keep telling its stories; we speak the truth, and we push oppression despite the suffocation society puts us under, because we know that somewhere out there, another journalist is doing the same for us.
To my fellow journalists, congratulations. We deserve it. But we deserve better.
We hear you. We tell your stories. All we ask is that you hear us too.
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