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Mon 25 Jul, 2005 09:39 pm
Why the hell didn't he bring the kid to the UN food camp
only a mile away? Well, he could choose his death,
the child had no choice.
100 meters, CJ. i suppose that's why he comitted suicide few months later.
From the song "Kevin Carter" by the Manic Street Preachers (1996)...
Hi Time magazine hi Pulitzer Prize
Tribal scars in Technicolor
Bang bang club AK 47 hour
Kevin Carter
Hi Time magazine hi Pulitzer Prize
Vulture stalked white piped lie forever
Wasted your life in black and white
Kevin Carter
Kevin Carter
Kevin Carter
Kevin Carter
Kevin Carter
Kevin Carter
Kevin Carter
The elephant is so ugly he sleeps his head
Machetes his bed Kevin Carter kaffir lover forever
Click click click click click
Click himself under
Kevin Carter
Kevin Carter
Kevin Carter
When I see photos like this, I feel guilty because I throw out so much food when I don't like it
Heartwrenching! What can you say?
But also quite symbolic for the soul of modern man.
I once met a woman who told me about her time working as a clinical nurse in Africa. She said on her first day driving to the medical building, the car drove by a line of people for about 5 miles. It took her awhile to realize it was the waiting line for the clinic. When she got there she asked the doctor how he deals with the overwhelming flow of people. He said
"I never look out the window. I only look at the person standing in front of me. I just help one person at a time and by the end of the day I know I have done all I can."
I think the photographer was probably overwhelmed by the immensity of the problem and could not even see the people in terms of being individuals.
"Obviously a lot of people asked him what had happened to the girl, or if he had tried to help her. He hadn't done anything, and didn't know anything about the girl's fate. The following are extracts from an article written by Scott MacLeod entitled "The Life and Death of Kevin Carter":
<<Seeking relief from the sight of masses of people starving to death, he wandered into the open bush. He heard a soft, high-pitched whimpering and saw a tiny girl trying to make her way to the feeding center. As he crouched to photograph her, a vulture landed in view. Careful not to disturb the bird, he positioned himself for the best possible image. He would later say he waited about 20 minutes, hoping the vulture would spread its wings. It did not, and after he took his photographs, he chased the bird away and watched as the little girl resumed her struggle. Afterward he sat under a tree, lit a cigarette, talked to God and cried. "He was depressed afterward," Silva recalls. "He kept saying he wanted to hug his daughter.">>
Now I am scared, Gus. We seemed to have had the same thought.
It makes me sick - that man never should have been given
the Pulitzer Price, let alone any award.
I doubt anyone condeming Kevin Carter for his actions grew up in Africa witnessing horrors worse than the one this photo represents.
Here's a more complete obituary retelling his life and his work:
http://www.wpe.com/~musici/Time.html
Millions and millions of people have seen this photo and done less than chasing a bird away.
he walked away from that child?
why .. am I shocked?
why ..was it ok for him to walk away?
what? he made his buck with national geographic?
Time to go cash the check?
f-kn bas**rd