This morning, NPR did a story about Marie Colvin, a war journalist who was killed today while covering the fighting in Syria. They way they described it, she was a tough-as-nails reporter who was always on the front line before anyone else, making sure the world knew about the atrocities she witnessed. In service to this cause, she lost her eye to sharpnel in Sri Lanka in 2001. Rather than get a glass eye like you or I would, she slapped an eyepatch on that thing and went out again like a badass. In a world of talking heads and pundits, she seemed to be the real spirit of journalism. I will admit an ignorance of her work before this morning, but I’ve spent the morning looking into her and have been incredibly awed.

“We go to remote war zones to report what is happening. The public have a right to know what our government, and our armed forces, are doing in our name. Our mission is to speak the truth to power. We send home that first rough draft of history. We can and do make a difference in exposing the horrors of war and especially the atrocities that befall civilians.” - Marie Colvin

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