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imagine that they arrive at your office at your

I work at the place where you enter

much of his life in many

compassion occasions to get ahead

imagine that one morning they arrive and the

door is open and there are residues of

an explosion

alves or jean traces of burns in the

entry

the steel curtain destroyed some

furniture with damages with gaps and

dents

imagine that gold enlarges your eyes

heartbeat increase and the poles

they sweat, their lips tremble

because when reviewing that war scene

they find remains of an apparatus

explosive one or two grenades

fragmentation 40 mm caliber

the steel skin the fuze

then everything begins to clear up and

after brief moments they arrive at the

conclusion that your office

his work was the victim of an attack a

cowardly and atrocious attack

imagine just because I hope not

happen to them and why it was what

it happened to us in September of 2009

that to get to work find

Destroyed furniture to be victim of

an attack and release the air in little

fermented time that air that indicates

I am safe

know that reporters secretaries

managerial photographers do not really

we are so many of the ríodoce weekly

they were there because the attack was

around 2 hours and only

caused material damage

you loose the air and say this goes through

exercise freedom of expression by

Do your work for passionate believe

in journalism for doing journalism in

that moment we have more than 200

editions and in each edition

at least one or two strong jobs of

investigation

each of these reports could be

a line of research that nobody

followed

because there were no inquiries because the

government is complicit and is involved with

the frames or subordinate to the narco to

who can take responsibility for this

attack in an armed society taken

for the narco with military parading

through the streets like an eternal 20 of

November and surrendered police and compis

I did not study journalism but always

I was interested in what is human and what happens

in cities like Culiacán or Xalapa

chilpancingo laredo humans

people have been in the center of

my texts are my biggest input the sap

of my stories reflected this

concern

a warm look in my stories

published in river twelve and the day in

the chronicles of drug trafficking

I became a reporter on television

points of chingazos falling and

getting up and sometimes I did not know

who asked who to interview but

I was finding my way the one of the

people in the center their habits and

public rituals public life

the street the collective transport the

testimonies that heroism without medals

from the people below the colonies the

neighborhoods the lost areas of the city

Duré there are about 8 years and then

resign to go to the newspaper

northwest I did it knowing that I was going to

winning nearly 10% winning in

television but happy because I was

before the opportunity to grow to do

harmless and harmless official journalism

of almost all the television stations in the country

the bored notes seem the same

only with new quoted data

as a mold that you have to fill all

the days but I do not see life beats

emotions and not even the elemental

exercise of the basic description in

the journalistic work

how we count so much death and so much life

in the middle of the drilled corpses

with a good journalism a human in the

to see people

not the politicians or the powerful

ríodoce has specialized in the

drug trafficking coverage

we never proposed it, there is a sentence from

ismael bojorquez founding director of

weekly that says we founded ríodoce

to do journalism and point because

to do journalism is to investigate go more

there to confirm the sayings look more

up in search of the forest and not the

tree but in a region where

all roads lead to the narco no

there is a way to avoid the subject a writes

these stories or you know asshole is a

kind of conviction in regions in the

that all roads lead to the arch

as a journalist it is not possible to write

of gardens in the afternoon be women

portentous the rivers the sale of

vegetables agriculture

export while in the streets of

the city that there are dead people

bleeding punctures in the middle of the

injustice impunity

the terror planted because it’s pulling the

trigger of the ak-47 called horns of

goat

it is shameful to reproduce the speech of

the powerful ones that nothing happens that

there is democracy and freedom and state of

right if the authority does not have

concern about applying the law and

sandra luz hernández

a mother and activist who

He was looking for his son Edgar at the same time

who sold avon products was killed

shot in Culiacán and the person in charge

of his death goes free for lack of

tests

if there is no justice and is gaining space

forgetting how to keep silence

the river twelve we have opted for not

count dead

the one called the executometer but by

tell stories I preferred to tell

life stories in the midst of death

give name and surname to

victims

write about your dreams and loves and

hatreds and illusions ask the children

of the disappeared and the wives

widows of the 29th girls looking for

Debris after the storm

after the earthquake of 8.5 degrees of the

rattle of the machine guns of the

rain of bullets

the remains of life the spoils what

is what we were and are in these

towns and cities whose facades

sidewalks streets are stained by

blood exercise this right to write

these stories so that people are

informed the right to freedom of

expression so that people know how

earn a living and what route to follow

to evade projectiles and checkpoints and

luxury vans is a task hardly

possible in impossible conditions to do

journalism in the mouth of the wolf with the

enemy at home

the narco as a neighbor as a father

kids that go with our children to the

school with uncle or nephew or cousin

got into the drug business is

an explosive combination between something

insanity of intelligence and prudence of

ethical information approval

responsibility and professionalism

something like driving a car

stepping on the brake and accelerator

same time investigate a story by

example must have the background

that one knows what land visa has

context information and know who

in the city and with whom

understand with the police to know if

capo can be named by his nickname or

by its name one thing or another can be

the difference between life and death

what are we talking about learning to locate

what part of the story is not going to

post to continue writing that

part of history that censorship does not

It will be canceled

suspended saved in old that

censorship is an exercise in survival

no political control is an act

intelligent self-cutting that we

can keep alive to follow

counting these links of tragedy

Now I remember a good friend of mine

he had been a journalist he had two children

and he married a military man with whom I

I had some closeness

she was my friend of those who leave you

an eternal notch in the heart

karina sold expensive products perfumes

and jewelry and had as clients several

narcos and their wives

she told me very often that I

take care that there were many crazy noses

in the streets to those who find it

easy and even pleasant to kill me

my karina said a lot if I found out that

They are going to kill you

I’m going to warn you to get out of the

city the state of the country in that

moment with the passport at hand you

you go to the airport if I find out

yes i know they want to kill you they killed her

to her and his wife

many valuable people dead and not

necessarily because they were journalists

but because of his concern about the

insecurity and violence by

brave media and good journalism

this is the price for the freedom of

expression for seeking a better society

one that is informed and that has

honest governments

that is the price and it is a very high one that

has no end and numbers

we have retired we have regressed so much

in this we take care of what is published and

a lot of information we hide it for

keep writing

this is a past that hurts is to post

my wounds just from remembering his

fidelity with good journalism

its proximity to its proximity to the river

twelve his friendship with me but also a

I presented

a struggle and valuable people you

Many of us are engaged despite the

stalking like that in which a former

military of the ministerial police went to

my house your house for

threaten to take pictures of the housing of

my car I do not know I had published

about their excesses the abuses the

death threats against a journalist in

the mochis to the months was killed

after being in the middle of the conflicts

between two criminal groups of the cartel

of sinaloa in 2008 when that happened not

I liked it but I could release the

insomnia

for feeling in danger of death

one feels like a tightrope walker one

acrobat of journalism doing

juggle not to be quiet

keep silence and a little work in

rallies protests will not shut us up

actually they already did they already entered to

the writing and we shut up half or

totally like in tamaulipas sinaloa in

chihuahua already send and it’s not us

those that we type in the computers to

When making the notes, they are the ones

choosing the letters the words

paragraphs and photos of our stories

I remember an accident in Culiacán and

it could have been like a mishap

car more but in that

accident a dead person and another that

would have been paraplegic

sports car type camaro is

crashed with about 10 vehicles

parked in a city park

those who came in the camera had

ingested alcohol at least they were going to

speeding and they also collided

with those who circulated in one of the

streets in a south near a park

in this vehicle a tsuru type and sanz

and a young marriage he was left dead

ay pressed and she came out alive but by

serious injuries when I investigated supe

who were in the sports car

and I knew who the owner was

he had gone to rescue them but his friends

and that these the ones in charge

crashed they did nothing for the

experts published the story and I gave

follow up in two or three publications

more the woman a young woman who did not go beyond

the 30 died after a long agony

and they told me through a

sent that I should stop investigating

because if they were not going to kill me and I did

or I stopped writing is frustrating it

feels an impotent annoying but I

I had gotten there and could not

be more in Mexico every time is more

difficult to do journalism

are convulsive violent times and a

galloping decadence and a

frightful decomposition that does not allow

a decent life and if in the country there is no

conditions for a decent life

– to do journalism at the end of

last year I published my most recent

narco book journalism

it was time to get the stories

because the track book and the print

but just when I wanted to put the

final point

new cases of journalists

killed or missing or threatened

I thought there is no way to put a point

end to a death that does not stop the

unpunished cases to the new scythe

fatal censorship

this is a book with stories that do not

they have an end

it was difficult to close it and deliver it to

editor

even now it still hurts to have him

put a final point that is diluted it

blood stain and pain in the panorama

national

those that before only what before only

happened in some regions of sinaloa

tamaulipas michoacán or veracruz

journalists of their work on a floor

of many edges of quicksand and

various throw away

On the one hand, the drug traffickers who

wording on the other side the politicians

and rulers

many of them promoted and sponsored

for criminals who are intolerant and not

they have political culture and culture of

media and they usually respond with

threats and repression to the media and

journalists like you

unfortunately many of the owners of

the media are

entrepreneurs linked to the government or

involved in selective operations

like money laundering

they all respond by fourthly

freedom of expression

dictate what should be published and what

they do not remove uncomfortable reporters for

replace those with 12 luis fat siles and

corrupt and get involved in business

various associated with characters from

government to become untouchable

in that environment the journalists and the

brave and dignified journalism are more

fragile and vulnerable

there is also a society that does not cover

that does not accompany brave journalism

Mexico

this condition occurs especially in

media from different regions

why do journalism in those

conditions is an act of resistance from

exercise freedom of expression before

many threats

many journalists have a spy

of the narco in the newsrooms or are

threatened by criminals from within

and out of government and they seem to type

the stories with an automatic rifle

pointing them out in many of the cases

for these brave journalists who are

the self-censorship plays is no longer an act

of political and governmental control in

an exercise of resistance and

survival

well we move are we these many

threatening edges from the other side of the

black boys of the ak 47 in a

scenario in which during 2016

gámez was killed a journalist in the

sexenio de javier duarte in veracruz

there were 19 dead communicators

violently and the same is

missing

this 2017 in March there were three

reporters murdered in Mexico between

them my partner and friend

Miroslava breach reduces to that received

eight bullets when he left his house in

a message left by the murderers

he said by long tongue and if at those

let’s all brave journalists in

this worthy country that do this

acrobats journalism we have the

long tongue that kill us all if the

condemnation for doing this journalism is the

death is inevitable to feel that one

dies even a little when there is this

kind of murders of mine like

We called Miroslava was a correspondent

of the day in Chihuahua like me in

culiacán

I felt his death nearby does not say fails in

chihuahua but not really joaquin

close to centimeters of these fingers

who write from those eyes that read

newspapers of those stories that without

the journalists we would not know if he dies

Mirós we also die

entire society suffer imputations from

ears and eyes and hands that criticize

denounce they investigate and publish in the

media is not a

journalist more is a wounded society

in the death of every journalist is that

automatic cheap death around the corner

from the corner

in many regions it has been normalized

assumes as something ordinary and normal or

resist dodging bullets know how to give

two steps back and give truce to

letters and stories and

investigations or abandon everything

uu to seek asylum in the United States and

other europe countries like he did

Alejandro Hernández Pacheco

the television reporter in turret

coahuila who had to seek asylum in

united states where he started as

garbage collector or waiter cleaning

the patios and gardens of the

Americans and now it’s again

cameraman of a television station of that

The country has about 250 journalists who have

requested asylum in recent years to

American government because in

mexico the hiding places are finished

because life is all they have left

because they have dignity and family and

writing is like breathing and not doing it

is another way of dying can not be a

journalist of silence because then

you are not a journalist it is important to know

what is it that you can not publish or

when to stop so as not to lose your life

but never stay quiet to locate that

part of the story keep writing

answer the uas garber give it postpone

the note to the cell phone is also a

way to resist surviving

we are talking about an exercise

citizen and a social right and a

human right to freedom of

expression exercised through

blogs on the social networks of banners

and screams in the streets of silences that

injure ears and throats is not a

subject of journalists but of all

citizens and you have to defend it and the

best way to do it is by exercising it

it’s a citizen right a right

human and it’s worth it

in such dark times and

convulsed raise the floor

written and spoken that many love us

snatch to impose silence

for me to stop writing is to die is

stop walking from feeling and

experience life

silence is a form of complicity

and death and me

I am an accomplice and I am dead

thank you very much

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