The journalist within me?

Well this one is a bit of a general musing. On Christmas day I was unfortunate enough to witness a man die. I won't go into details but essentially a drunk man thought it was a good idea to jump off the bridge in Llangollen, and was unable to make it out of the water. Not a nice thing to see, particularly on Christmas day.

I was initially tempted to write something up on the story, but then decided I had absolutely no interest in doing so. Some may consider this to be rather shocking as I claim to be an aspiring journalist. I just found that I had no intention of making my Christmas day worse than it was by finding out details and talking to other witnesses, people that know the man, etc. Essentially I didn't want to bring myself closer to the tragedy than I already was.

I wonder if I would want to had this happened on a day other than christmas, and frankly I suspect not. Direct reporting of death is not really the field I aspire for. That is the newspaper journalist's realm, and I aim to work in the magazine and online world.