News Photo Contest Participation in the fourth journalist competition "is a story yet to be told: Maria Grazia Cutuli.
Journalism Festival 2010
There was once a journalist in Catania, Sicily, which began by telling his stories of everyday curiosity has landed in the drafting of the Foreign Corriere della Sera. An average journey from the deep South who long for more and more sick of this Italy arrived in Milan. But change for Maria Grazia Cutuli, the protagonist of our story is not heavy, not destabilizing, but the engine is a great passion: journalism. Not what you read about in books and is summarized in the "five W", not the living room in a talk show but the real one, almost from the movie, so real that really takes your breath away and sometimes life itself.
Polish writer and journalist Ryszard Kapunściński said: "Writing is a happening, beginning to write I never know what will come out, I only see the white paper, which for me is one of the good sides of this trade. If I knew at the start I do not care what you write, I get bored. I can neither design nor to define anything in advance. "
Similarly lives journalism Maria Grazia Cutuli: on the road, on their own feet, with common thoughts in the head and curiosity of a few by way of ink in your hands, between the lines of an article. Sarajevo is sent into the hell of the years 1993-1995, travels and tells of the brutal genocide in Rwanda, Congo, Sierra Leone, Somalia to come to Afghanistan, not that of today, but what confused and left out of post September 11. When everything was still to play, everything was to understand and to know everything.
of what has been talking about articles, reports, services. They talk about the photos, notes, a notebook. I am the voice of Maria Grazia Cutuli and what is now, paradoxically tell her. But who is the 39 year old who learned about the of vials of nerve gas in a base of Al Qaeda and Afghanistan, with three other colleagues, he leaves for Kabul to see, as a good journalist, the authenticity of the news?
She is brilliant but also ironic and stubborn, caring and conscientious, devoted to his work and stood alongside the most vulnerable. Not as unable to defend, but to be incurred as a resource. The "last" have been his starting point and so proud to have always shared their "heaven."
There are no prejudices, there are no reviews in the life of Maria Grazia, there are research studies and truth, for some, for others so important tacerle and hide forever.
The trip to face this time is difficult, dangerous and requires close attention, you can not create alarm, you can not write home to your mother and your father what you are discovering. Better not to worry about two loving parents who continue to live their daily lives in Sicily, the cradle of his daughter.
There is no scoop to find, but truth be told. And that's the scoop biggest fear has always been powerful.
Maria Grazia salt in a van along with the reporter from the newspaper "El Mundo" Julio Fuentes, the Australian cameraman Harry Burton and Afghan photographer Azizullah Haidari, both Reuters and co-workers in the mountains of the eastern province of Naugarhar wrote his most important item.
is November 19, 2001, a commando of six men arrested for ever the journey of four journalists. Lacking about forty kilometers to Kabul, but now has a little distance. The space than ever before was irrelevant. Execution itself. There are no survivors, there are graces, there are only four bodies on the ground that only a few minutes before four men belonged to so true and loyal to fear nothing, because the truth is not be afraid. But instead of the cowardly and fear rather than change course to your life, take it away to someone who always chased after the truth and tried to do justice.
and 2010, nine years have passed from that infamous date, from that last article of the life of Maria Grazia Cutuli, but time is not a good closure for a while. There are political processes, there are investigations, there are sentences served and sentences to be served, hidden truths and stories of ordinary people yet to be told. There are explanations that will never arrive, questions that have never been made, there is a vacuum, the pain, there is a loss, there is awareness, there are emotions, tears and smiles and an article that we are reading today, I re-read carefully, almost maniacal way, speaks of "heaven of the past" and carries a distinctive signature: Maria Grazia Cutuli. Like a good reporter once again is at the forefront.
