to
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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’s 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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and
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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’s 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
[Applause]
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