There are things that touch you and you are never the same after it. It is horrible that this happens in our time. There could be no justification for it
I see this picture again and again and all I want is just to reach out to this little human to pick him up to hug him and to get him home with me. To make sure he is never in this situation again.
More than 20 years have passed since this picture was taken and I just want to reach out to him time and time again.
The price of confronting evil on a daily basis eventually was too much for Kevin Carter.
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“Emotional detachment allowed Carter and other photojournalists to witness countless tragedies and continue the job. The world’s intense reactions to the vulture photo appeared to be punishment for this necessary trait. Later, it became painfully clear that he hadn’t been detached at all. He had been deeply, fatally affected by the horrors he had witnessed.”
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I am reminded with his head tilted this way in anguish recognition and despair way beyond his years in one of the greatest passages in all of literature.
“Slowly crossing the deck from the scuttle, Ahab leaned over the side and watched how his shadow in the water sank and sank to his gaze, the more and the more that he strove to pierce the profundity. But the lovely aromas in that enchanted air did at last seem to dispel, for a moment, the cankerous thing in his soul. That glad, happy air, that winsome sky, did at last stroke and caress him; the step-mother world, so long cruel—forbidding—now threw affectionate arms round his stubborn neck, and did seem to joyously sob over him, as if over one, that however wilful and erring, she could yet find it in her heart to save and to bless. From beneath his slouched hat Ahab dropped a tear into the sea; nor did all the Pacific contain such wealth as that one wee drop” –
Moby Dick by Herman Melville
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The little child and the photographer were bound by the common misery but no human who sees this picture can really be unaffected by it. You see it and you are never the same.
System D 