When I saw this photo in April 9th’s issue of Time magazine I had a flashback to the time I was standing in the room lined with Pulitzer prize winning photos at the Newseum in Washington DC. The duality of emotions I feel when I see images like this leave me in the greyest of grey areas.
I know I need to see this in order to know that the world is not at peace, far from it. But I struggle with the image of a man englufed in flames surrounded by photo journalists clicking away on their cameras to get THE best picture.
I really struggle with this. Wouldn’t the natural human emotion to help override the desire to get the picture? What’s the answer? I don’t know. But every time I feel this duality of emotions about whether the photo-journalist should or should not take this photo, and get paid for it, my stomach hurts.
I know we need to see these horrific images, someone needs to record the moment so that we never forget.