Archive for the ‘Ethics’ Category

When I accidentally documented the 35W bridge collapse in 2007, my photojournalist friends advised me to hire a rights-management agency—and fast. I was grateful for their advice: Within 24 hours, my images were all over the Internet. Most of the online news sites had acquired the photos through the Associated Press. But a handful of [...]


My friend Tom (aka., “The Blogfodder”) has been at it again. Today he sent me a treasure trove of great reads—including some good advice, should I decide to become a busker: “If you can’t be original, be good.” (I couldn’t help but think of my pal Rudy McLeod, who is both original and good.) I [...]


I used to be a licensed wildlife rehabilitator. Sometimes I’d repair broken bats and squirrels and turtles. But mostly I’d feed orphaned babies—Eastern cottontails, usually. I have no idea how many animals I saved. But I know for a fact that I killed one last night, and I’m heartbroken. I had dinner with my dear [...]


The United Nations is calling it one of the worst humanitarian crises in decades. Almost 11 million people are suffering, a quarter of Somalia’s population is displaced, and an estimated 10,000 people a day are dying of hunger. Scores of others are battling malaria. The pictures are heartbreaking. Tyler Hicks, The New York Times via [...]


I’m not beautiful. In fact, I would describe myself as a “plain Jane:” not repulsively hideous—but nothing to write home about, either. Don’t believe me? Here are the cold, hard facts, courtesy of Anaface.com: OK, so 7.45 out of 10 isn’t that bad. Still … if Daniel S. Hamermesh is right, my poor horizontal symmetry, [...]


I have a soft spot for the downtrodden, so it’s not uncommon for me to give a few coins to the occasional beggar. “What’s his story?” I often ask myself as our eyes meet for a moment. “How did he end up here?” Today I actually stopped and asked. I passed this guy on my [...]


I met my friend Norine for a stroll today—our first walk since she lost her beloved Mica. I was worried that she’d feel melancholy, but she seemed to find joy in photographing the spring blooms. We followed our feet to Dinkytown, which is just a mile from our homes. In some ways Dinkytown hasn’t changed [...]


Today is Holocaust Martyrs Remembrance Day, and I wanted to post something to mark the occasion. I’ve written before about being moved by the memorial plaques that dot Paris’ streets … about the brilliant individuals—like Hélène Berr—whose lives were senselessly snuffed out … about mass actions against the innocent. But today I’m not going to [...]


I’ve been thinking a lot about resurrection and redemption these past few days. Over the past couple of years, I’ve watched two friends struggle with their husbands’ alcoholism. One had the courage to throw down an ultimatum—either you stop drinking, or I leave—and to follow through when her husband chose the bottle. The other has [...]


Exactly one week and one hour from this moment, I hope to be landing in Paris. Is it wrong that I’m already packed?



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