by Katerina Lorenzatos Makris
I rarely write news articles in the first person. To my mind, news is best delivered through traditional journalism, where reporters gather facts and viewpoints, present them accurately and fairly, and keep themselves strictly out of the way.
Tonight, because I can’t stop crying, and because I feel sick, I can’t keep myself out of it.
Daniel is gone. I never met him. I only wrote about him. But like hundreds of others following his story, I wanted him to make it.
Daniel is gone. So are billions of other Daniels, whose deaths were just as senseless.
Daniel is gone. And at this very moment millions more Daniels out there stagger along the same road, headed in the same direction.
I’m sick of it. I can barely stand it anymore. Sometimes I feel my head is going to explode. My heart already has. Read the rest of this entry »