Dressed in a navy blue suit, Cathal Kelly sits on the edge of his seat hunched over his MacBook Air. Other writers in Toronto’s Rogers Centre press box sit back in their chairs, some chatting, others racing to finish their first stories of the day. Many are dressed in T-shirts and shorts to stay cool in the heat. It’s 1:07 p.m. and R.A. Dickey has just thrown the first pitch for the Toronto Blue Jays, but Kelly keeps his head down as a grin forms at the corners of his mouth. After years of covering baseball he relies on the crack of the bat to get his attention—even the screaming fans can’t break his focus when he is writing. Now he’s the only one whose eyes aren’t on the diamond. The sports columnist for The Globe and Mail writes quickly without stopping, mumbling quietly to himself. The only reason he stays in the press box is to avoid missing anything, but his column is unlikely to change unless “someone throws a grenade on the field.” He finishes his 800-word column just after the seventh-inning stretch. “I am not a nuts-and-bolts guy,” he says. “I want people to read it and have a laugh, think that five minutes was worth it.”

A couple of weeks later, Bruce Arthur is in Toronto’s Air Canada Centre, eating ham and scalloped potatoes in the media room before he heads up to the narrow press box in the rafters. The Toronto Star sports columnist slides in his earbuds to drown out the noise of the hockey pre-game show and writes his lede before checking Twitter, which he says helps him think. Beside him, Star beat reporter Kevin McGran has already started to write his story. After Toronto Maple Leafs sniper Phil Kessel scores in overtime, all the other reporters run to the locker room, but Arthur heads for the eerily quiet media room.

Later, McGran rushes in. “I wish I had more time,” he says. Arthur’s column is almost finished and he hurries to the locker room so he doesn’t miss the players. He talks to a few, then joins the rest of the reporters listening to then-head coach Randy Carlyle. Arthur stands off to the side intently focusing on his notebook. But instead of writing notes, he’s doodling a cartoon face with beady eyes—the same face he often draws to help him process information.

As two of Canada’s best sports columnists, Kelly and Arthur rarely have to worry about writing game recap stories. Their ability to blend culture and sport in their writing is a far more valuable offering. In 2014, crosstown papers scooped up both Arthur and Kelly. First, the Globe snatched Kelly from the Star, and then the Star raided the National Post for Arthur.

Sports sections are struggling to bring in new readers and keep existing ones in the face of increasing competition. But they still have their ringers: columnists with distinctive voices who cut through the clutter and keep readers coming back.

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On Saturday mornings, eight-year-old Kelly wouldn’t get out of bed until he’d read a Hardy Boys book. Later, while studying political science at the University of Toronto, he worked in a bookstore, read prolifically and wrote “one really, really terrible” sports article for The Varsity. He then studied journalism at Ryerson University, eventually landing a job at the Star as a copy editor. Later, he became a beat reporter covering the Jays. He wrote with an “I dare you not to print this, I dare you to change it” attitude. “I never could adapt to being a beat writer,” says Kelly. “I was piss-poor at it.” Even as a beat reporter, he was writing columns and his editors would pull out his outrageous flights of fancy and goofy digressions. Looking back, Kelly says they saved him from himself and he now understands how right they were. He expected his editors to say his stories were idiotic, that they needed to find something else for him to do. And they did find something else—four years after he took over the Jays beat, the Star made him a columnist.

In March 2014, Globe sports editor Shawna Richer emailed him, asking if he’d like to meet up. They were friends and the request was a little more formal than usual, but Kelly didn’t think too much of it. When they met, she asked if he wanted to come work for her. Kelly was interested, but the relationships he’d formed over 14 years at the Star were hard to ignore. “My head was spinning,” he says. “I was going to all my rabbis in the business, guys I trust and saying, ‘How do I do this?’” One of them, Norris McDonald, current editor of the Star’s Wheels section, let Kelly babble on and on, then held his hands up. “Dick Beddoes, Allen Abel, Christie Blatchford, Stephen Brunt,” he said in his pebbly voice. “Those are four people who have done this job before you.”

Kelly’s departure wasn’t the only hit to the Star’s Sports section. Columnist Damien Cox announced that he was leaving for Sportsnet, though he would continue to write a weekly column. The paper moved quickly to fill the gap.

Monday, April 14, 2014 was one of the busiest days Arthur can remember. Before scheduled TV and radio appearances, he attended a press conference for newly appointed Leafs president Brendan Shanahan, who was the main subject in his next column. That evening, his kids threw him a surprise birthday party because he was scheduled to be on the road for the big day. Then, around 10 p.m., he met with Star editor Michael Cooke, managing editor Jane Davenport and former sports editor Jon Filson about making the move.

He thought about his decision carefully: he wanted to be good at his job and take care of his family. Although he didn’t like the idea of change, the offer was enticing. He took it. “I left a great job to go to a great job.” Going from the Post to the Star was “abrupt,” says Arthur. “It happened really, really fast.” He left the Montreal Canadiens playoff series and started covering the Toronto Raptors post-season effort, all within two days.

Exceptional sports writers have always been one of the strengths of newspapers. At the Globe, that tradition includes not just the writers McDonald mentioned, but also Scott Young, Trent Frayne and Roy MacGregor. The Star had Jim Proudfoot, Randy Starkman and, for decades, Milt Dunnell. Even the Post, the relative rookie among the big papers, fielded Abel, and Blatchford, who covered the Olympics before Arthur.

All of these sports writers earned the loyalty of readers with engaging profiles, colourful investigations and well-crafted stories. Like Young, some wanted to be novelists, some wanted to be political journalists and some knew from the beginning that they were destined to write about sports. All shared the ability to go deeper than what happened in a game.

That’s what may just save the sports section from extinction. The game story, also known as a “gamer,” is more difficult to write as deadlines get tighter while journalists get less access to players and must create more content on a variety of platforms. Besides, when fans can watch any game on television, receive game updates on their phones and find almost limitless analysis on the web, a game story in the next day’s paper is largely irrelevant. One of the worst things in sports journalism is the play-by-play, says Arthur. “It’s like Morse code. It’s completely value-free.”

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Doug Smith was in a bar one night in September 2004 when his phone rang. The voice on the other end claimed to be Toronto Raptor Vince Carter and said he really needed to talk. The Star sports reporter chuckled and said, “Yeah, right. Call me back in 30 minutes.” But Jim LaBumbard, the Raptors director of media relations, confirmed the call really had come from the star shooting guard. When they spoke again, Carter told Smith it was time for him to be traded. The next morning, the story ran on the front page of the Star with the headline: “‘I Want to Be Traded,’ Vince Carter Says It’s Time to Go.”

If he received a call like that today, Smith would tweet, “Vince wants a trade” as soon as he could get his story online. Then, a piece with a different angle would appear in the paper the next day. Other reporters might chase it as soon as they saw the tweet. Reporters would previously have to steal these stories straight off delivery trucks for a scoop—something the internet has now made extinct.

While the internet makes exclusivity harder, so does decreased access to athletes. That wasn’t as big a problem for Wayne Parrish in the 1980s. During his time at the Star and The Toronto Sun, his working relationship with George Bell, for example, meant that the Jays slugger would have called him to share personal details. He would ask Bell questions in private, trying to get to the essence of him not just as an athlete but as a human being, without other reporters within earshot. “Today, that is much more difficult to do,” says Parrish, who is now the chief operating officer at Postmedia.

Meanwhile, economic turmoil in the newspaper industry is also hurting sports sections and increasing reliance on wire service copy. Reading through the Star one Friday in December 2014, the Sports section featured six articles by the paper’s own staff, one from a freelancer and seven from wire services. There was an Arthur column on the NFL; two Dave Feschuk stories, one a game recap and the other about Leafs goalie Jonathan Bernier; two NBA stories from Smith; a Josh Rubin piece on Toronto FC; and a column about hockey analytics from a freelancer. The “scoreboard” filled one page. The rest of the seven-page section was wire service stories, including a piece on NHL superstar Sidney Crosby from the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette.

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If the game story is dead, or at least desperately ailing, the good news for publishers and editors is that reporting resources may become available for writing other stories. “If you free up journalists from that and get them to do other things, I think you would be surprised at how productive they would be,” says Sean Holman, a journalism professor at Mount Royal University in Calgary. But it also means losing a valuable farm system for future columnists. Writing columns offers journalists the chance to explore stories those on the sports beat can’t, but it takes years of experience—and sometimes embarrassing lessons—to get there.

Kelly rarely has trouble sleeping, but tonight is an exception. Tomorrow is his first day of spring training camp in 2007. He tries to lie still, feeling sick to his stomach all night long. In the morning, he heads to the ballpark in Dunedin, Florida, with two fellow Star reporters, Richard Griffin and Mark Zwolinski. They seem like nice guys to Kelly, who just landed the sports section job. Though he feels out of place with all the rituals of baseball, he still manages to think up a story idea.

He approaches Griffin for advice, and the veteran reporter suggests he talk to pitching coach Brad Arnsberg, a man standing in centre field talking to some of the players warming up. Kelly starts marching toward the coach without knowing the area is generally off-limits to reporters during practice. Arnsberg watches in growing fear as Kelly closes in on him.

“Hi, I’m Cathal Kelly with the Toronto Star and I was hoping I could ask you some questions.”

“Yeah, but you can’t be here,” replies Arnsberg. Realizing everyone is staring at him, Kelly slinks off the field.

“You can’t run, you can’t show fear!” he says now. After he became a columnist, Kelly passed on notes to Brendan Kennedy explaining everything he wished he knew when he started covering the Jays.

Beyond his experience with the Jays, Kelly has run into other uncomfortable situations while chasing a unique story. Three lines of scars mark the left side of his head are a testament to this. During the 2010 FIFA World Cup in South Africa, Kelly walked into razor wire outside the tightly guarded stadium where the North Korean team was training. It didn’t hurt, despite all the blood, but he was worried about the rust. He needed to see a doctor, but the only one around was with the North Korean national team.

As other journalists watched the team practice, Kelly found himself alone with one of the players—Ri Jun-Il. He pointed to his head and Jun-Il winced appreciatively. Kelly prodded some more: “You. Brazil,” he said, miming a running motion and giving a thumbs up for the team’s losing effort against the South American powerhouse in its last game, in which they “ran like demons.” Jun-Il responded by shaking his head, and saying, “No, no. No good.” It occurred to Kelly that he was having the first-ever sit-down interview with a North Korean soccer player inside a dressing room.

The doctor arrived and wrapped Kelly like a mummy, pointing to his own head and telling him, “I have great pity.” In his column, Kelly reflected, “He was saying sorry that this had happened to me at all. I liked him more than any doctor I’ve ever met.”

Kelly wrote his column in 50 minutes. He told not just the story of his trip through the forbidden stadium, but also how the experience changed his view of the country and its oppressive dictatorship. “I met them for only a moment yesterday. But those two men changed my mind. The regime is evil. They weren’t.” Kelly shook both their hands before he left and thanked them. They smiled and nodded in return. “They seemed embarrassed by my thank-yous,” he wrote. “So I left.”

Kelly regularly makes readers feel connected to the athletes he writes about. One-by-one, the Raptors walk into the large room on the second floor of Toronto’s Real Sports Bar & Grill, squeeze past the reporters and stand in front of the traditional black backdrop for some pre-season face time. Kelly, dressed in a grey suit and black tie, doesn’t join the sweaty circle of journalists digging elbows into backs and yelling over each other. Instead, he stands about three metres back and watches until a player who’s just signed with the team drifts off near him. Kelly introduces himself with an outstretched hand.

As they talk, Greg Stiemsma laughs and opens up to Kelly about a little cabin he’s stayed in with no electricity on Lake St. Joseph in northwestern Ontario. As other reporters notice, their heads pivot toward the pair and soon they surround the once-private conversation. But Kelly has his column. “First guy out of the gate? Greg Stiemsma, a gentleman so fetchingly midwestern you want to take him home so that he can make everyone pancakes and advise you on livestock purchases,” he wrote, using the new player to show how the Raptors are finally getting attention in a hockey town and telling the story the way he’d share it with a friend in a bar.

Kelly knows he must grab readers and hook them within 100 words. The first thing you want to tell a friend, he says, is what the story should be about. He understands his audience wants the bigger picture and not just a breakdown of statistics. The only two things that matter are what happened and what it means.

To Arthur, sports writing is about stepping back and tackling the story from a different angle. As he watches the Leafs skating circles during their morning practice, he says, “You need to be able to write bigger picture and be able to write small details. Perspective is the word—sports is really easy to not put in perspective.” If he could cover one event for the rest of his life, he says it would be the Olympics. “It means something to people—everyone watches, everyone cares.” Sports is one of the things that ties municipalities together (other than traffic) and is something that can make people feel in ways that few other activities can.

That was the case with a 2008 story about a Vancouver basketball star who’d disappeared more than 20 years earlier after playing his last game at the age of 17. Arthur offered a vivid account of the people who knew him: “And so they live their lives. They experience joys and sorrows, indignities and triumphs. And through all the years, a lost boy named Acron Eger follows them, sits on their shoulders, inhabits their dreams. Acron Eger may never be found. But he will never be completely lost, either.”

Similarly, a Post column about Brian Burke marching in Toronto’s Pride Parade gave a rare glimpse into the pain of a father who’d lost his son, and the pressure that gay athletes face. “One year ago Brian Burke promised his son Brendan he would march in the Pride Parade with him. And in a way, he did…But the reason marching was easier is that every time he tries to talk about Brendan, 156 days later, he gets strangled by his heart. Brian Burke can talk about anything but this,” Arthur wrote in a July 2010 column that earned him his first National Newspaper Award nomination. In 2012, he was named Sportswriter of the Year by Sports Media Canada.

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Arthur and Kelly are different personalities, have different voices and they take different approaches. Eccentric and witty, Kelly is often the first to say hello to fellow reporters. He makes his readers laugh. Arthur is friendly, but is quieter while working. He entertains by making his readers think.

Their readers form relationships with them, whether they agree with them or not. That’s why sports columnists are so valuable to newspapers when they can find—or steal away—good ones. They represent a level of excellence that editors and publishers wish they could put on every page. “I think many of the newspapers that we’ve got around at the moment will struggle to survive the next ten years because they have cut back so much on the quality,” says Globe publisher and CEO Phillip Crawley.

Those cuts mean losing distinctive content that make sports sections a must-read. “Everyone is vulnerable right now, regardless of their property and regardless of their reputation,” says Holman. To stay competitive, newspapers need to invest in unique voices and insight, which often comes in the form of columnists. “You’ve got to give them something that is special,” Holman adds. And that is why columnists are so invaluable.

Readers don’t buy the Globe for sports, admits Crawley, but they expect high-level journalism in every section—and since Kelly joined the paper, people who wouldn’t normally look at the sports section find themselves laughing out loud at what he writes. Crawley wants to see his star columnist write general columns in the near future, but for Kelly, there isn’t a better part of the newspaper to work for than sports. Arthur agrees: “It can make you feel ways that very few other things can.”

Sports columnists such as these two writers may not be able to save newspapers on their own, but they sure can keep the fans wanting more.

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I’ve spent three hours waiting under dimly lit lights in a silent hallway of the Air Canada Centre. Reporters are filtering in one at a time and not a single Toronto Raptor is in sight. Finally, the media relations manager comes out and announces the three names the organization has chosen for us—Amir Johnson, Jonas Valanciunas and Greivis Vasquez. A few moments later, the players appear in front of the blinding cameras. Reporters freeze waiting for the first person to break the silence. Then, questions that sound like slightly tweaked renditions of each other are met with the same mundane answers from the three players.

I learned a couple of things from my first major sports press conference: I need a stronger shoulder to hold my wobbling microphone, don’t be the reporter who asks the same questions everyone else has already said, and athletes rarely say anything worthy of story in them. I know, I know. It’s the journalist’s job to find the story. But how can a journalist do that if the athletes they prepare questions for won’t answer candidly?

Interactions between journalists and athletes are less personal than ever. The days of athletes relating to journalists and having similar wages has passed. Time with athletes is increasingly being cut. Halftime and post-game interviews have many players practically reading from a script. “We have to keep fighting, get back out there and focus on our defence,” they say, staring blankly back at the reporter. If athletes aren’t willing to speak to the media or say anything worthwhile when they do, is there even a point talking to them?

Seattle Seahawks star running back Marshawn Lynch has a history of not speaking to the journalists. Lynch was fined a total of $100,000 this year for violating the NFL’s media policy by boycotting the press. During the most recent Superbowl, he finally spoke publicly, snapping back at reporters saying he was just talking so he didn’t get another fine. He added that the journalists shove cameras and microphones down his throat and “I ain’t got nothing for ya’ll.”

Athletes are paid to play their sports and fans want to know every small detail about their lives, especially if it’s impacting their play. If they are scratched from games or their performance has been hindered, then players and coaches should inform the public why.

Reporters don’t have a free pass though. When Canadian tennis star Eugenie Bouchard reached the quarterfinals at the Australian Open this year, one journalist missed an opportunity to conduct a worthy interview. Instead of asking about her match or ability as an athlete, the on-court commentator focused on her outfit—“Can you give us a twirl?” he asked. Last year, another announcer was more concerned with her dating life than her play.

Toronto Maple Leafs sniper Phil Kessel has always shied away from the spotlight. He is flat-out uncomfortable being on camera. But after former head coach Randy Carlyle had just been fired, a reporter asked him if he was difficult to coach and Kessel jumped on the defensive. “That’s a weird question to ask,” he said. “You think it’s my fault, is that what you are saying?” He went on to call the reporter an idiot.

Sports journalism isn’t always going to be positive and reporters are not there to be cheerleaders. The negatives of substance abuse, personal transgressions and the reasons a coach is fired are questions that are part of journalism. Sport is more than just a fun game; it’s a business that thrives off the lives of these athletes on and off the field. When it comes to talking to athletes about their sport, league or personal issues affecting their playing ability, it should be fair game.

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By Alanna Kelly

There are many viral videos that The Globe and Mail columnist Elizabeth Renzetti refuses to watch, but she had to see the video that showed Ray Rice punching his then-fiancée Janay Palmer. As disgusting as it was, it showed an issue that people needed to talk about. The couple had just left a dinner party, where they had been arguing. Once inside their hotel elevator, Rice punched Palmer in the head and sent her into the elevator wall before she fell to the floor unconscious. The first video showed him carrying her out of an elevator like a doll. The second video showed Rice, then a Baltimore Ravens running back, hitting her.

Although sports journalists were the first ones to jump on the initial video, once the second video came out in February, the coverage spread rapidly. Most of that reporting and commentary missed an opportunity to step back, look at the bigger picture and consider a difficult subject in a responsible way. Instead, many of the headlines and front-page stories about the Rices served as clickbait instead of addressing domestic abuse.

Some sports journalists wrote about the assault like they were reporting a sporting event. They explained the speed and strength of Rice’s punch while giving details such as how he used his dominant football arm. Some described it as “professional quality,” analyzing the incident like they would a boxer in the ring. “That is, his left hand is the dominant one. The one he used to knock out his now-wife,” wrote the National Post’s Scott Stinson, who then went on to question why Janay would even stay with Rice. Similarly, John Kryk of the Toronto Sun wrote: “Rice pre-empting her move with a sudden roundhouse left to her face—a massive blow.”

Meanwhile, some headlines featured sensational words such as “slugging,” and the Sun ran “Ravens cut Ray Rice after knockout video surfaces.” The Calgary Herald and The Vancouver Sun posted a video with the headline “Longer version of Ray Rice video shows couple screaming, spitting and ‘She’s drunk, right?’” even though no one in the video mentions Palmer being drunk. The Globe published a similar headline, but left out the ‘She’s drunk, right?’ part.

Under the headlines, there was a sense of breathless reporting about the video. Some sports journalists scratched only the surface of issues surrounding domestic abuse in sports and instead focused on analyzing why Palmer would stay with Rice. “As much as sports media is more diverse than it ever was,” says Morgan Campbell of the Toronto Star, “it is very phallocentric, very male-dominant and I feel that has a lot to do with it.”

Domestic violence is a nine-headed monster for a sports journalist to cover, says The Vancouver Sun’s Cam Cole, who has been writing sports columns for several papers since 1986. He says covering the deeper issue is something that many sports reporters don’t have enough time to do properly, and they are afraid to tackle it because it is so big. “It is probably the one big omission or oversight, that in the hunger to hang the people responsible,” says Cole, “we kind of forgot about who got beat up here.”

Renzetti says sportswriters may not even know what language they should be using. But if they don’t feel comfortable talking about domestic abuse, they perpetuate the problem. “They have to be the one to carry the ball on this issue, they have to man up,” she says with a chuckle. She rejects the idea that only specific journalists can write about certain topics. If someone has something to say, he or she should cover it.

But many newsrooms and journalists seemed to skip the discussion about the best course of action and posted the videos without any apparent thought to spousal abuse. What was missing and should have been done was a quick story breaking down what happened in the video and then a wide array of columns packaged with insight exploring the complexity of what happened.

One writer was able to convey all of these things to his readers and he rarely watches NFL football. Just down the street from Ian Brown’s home, in an upscale downtown Toronto neighbourhood, is a women’s shelter. On his way to the office, the Globe writer stopped on the doorstep of the shelter. He didn’t think anyone would answer, but knocked anyway. He spoke to three women who had similar stories of abuse, though he wrote about only one of them. “It makes you feel sad about it over and over,” says Brown. “And yet we don’t really solve the problem.”

He had time to think about the story and was able to respond after it had unfolded. An abuse counsellor named Noa Ashkenazi questioned Brown on why no one was asking, “Why do men hit?” Yet she had been asked over 100 times why women stay with their abusers.

Brown was not an expert on domestic assault, or sports for that matter, and had just 1,200 words—not nearly enough, in his mind—to make his point, but after speaking to Ashkenazi, he knew what his piece would be about. He reached out to Janay Rice (but heard nothing back), called six or seven agencies that help abused women and attempted to speak with men who had also been abused. In the story, Brown reported the facts and touched on the shame men feel about domestic abuse. And, he questioned why a man would hit the woman he loves.

He points out that now more than ever, readers think reporters need to take a moral stance on issues. For him, it is telling the story in the most appropriate way. “Most of the time that means not taking a stance,” says Brown. “It means observing what you see before you and conveying it with relish.”

People will move on from Ray, from the eight seconds it took him to knock his wife unconscious; the world will find something else to focus on. But the story was an opportunity for journalists—including sportswriters—to learn that the stories they tell can shape the way people think.

When a gunman attacked Parliament Hill on October 22, Canada was left with many questions and eager journalists determined to find the answers first.

As the shooting shook Ottawa, many journalists were quick to jump onto social media to give breaking news updates depicting what was occurring on site. But what some reporters didn’t do before sending out their tweets was ask: “Are we putting the people of Ottawa in more danger?”

With the death of 24-year-old Cpl. Nathan Cirillo and a gunman still at large, by sending out a message with their location (and the location of civilians), journalists could have been leaving a trail of breadcrumbs for an attacker.

Online content should be reported as carefully as print content and, when possible, subjected to full editing, says the Canadian Association of Journalists in its ethical guidelines. It also says that speed should never compromise accuracy, credibility or fairness.

Many journalists started tweeting out photographs and posts describing their exact location, and some posted photographs and videos of officers across the city. Others may have given away their locations, even if they didn’t mean to. If they had enabled location services on Twitter previously, each current tweet would have a specific address or neighbourhood attached to it, allowing anyone to see the exact location of the sender.

At one point, information about where Prime Minister Stephen Harper was hidden surfaced on Twitter, but was quickly revised.

Harper was hidden in Parliament’s Centre Block when the gunman stormed into the building. Releasing information of where he was located during this attack seems dangerous.

Other individuals gave an update that they were “still trapped,” but did not disclose where they actually were.

In the age of social media, it has become accepted that private information will be posted even when it probably shouldn’t be released into the public realm. The public is eager to know exactly what’s happening in the moment, and journalists are hungry to get the story first. As a result, reporters often make mistakes when stories are breaking. This is understandable with the confusion and speed of unfolding stories, but because an attacker can follow any stream of posts, social media posts risk putting citizens’ lives in danger.

The RCMP National Division expressed their concern with social media, which was retweeted 3,385 times and had many comments asking the media to stop posting footage of their locations. The Ottawa Police Department also asked for social media silence.

Journalists need to remember that social media is accessible to everyone. A written policy may be helpful for reporters when using social media during attacks like this. Photographs and locations may have to wait to be released until lockdowns have been lifted and police have found the perpetrators. Not only are journalists risking their own lives by reporting in the field, but possibly also the lives of everyone around them—even if they are in hiding.

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