Cambodia
I simply have to tell you how much your story on Cambodia has
affected me. While driving today, I heard Scott Carrier's story on
your radio show and found it interesting and visual to a point that I
had to pull over and park my car so as to not miss a thing, and not
get into an accident, as it held my complete attention and
imagination. Scott pulled me into his visit as if I was there
alongside him. I saw everything clearly although I have never been
there myself. And I am so glad I did pull over, because when he spoke
of the minefields, and the amputees, and the torture, and the prison
and what he saw there, my heart sank as the depth of human horror hit
me with the unavoidable knowledge of "this isn't a movie, or a story,
or statistics. This is REAL." I was so moved that there was no way I
could have driven at that moment. I am as jaded as the next American,
and tales of woe and violence and horror are nothing new. But Scott
got me. His story became then not only "interesting and visual," but
sucked me in and moved me, made me see what he saw, and feel what he
felt, not through any literary tricks of persuasion, but by painting
such a crisp, clear portrait of the world he was immersed in at the
time. He immersed me in it, too.
So thank you for playing that story today. I am so grateful to have
heard it. And please thank Scott Carrier for me, or let me know how I
can contact him and thank him myself. He must have gone through an
emotional hell while covering that story, and deserves to know that
it was certainly not in vain. Keep up the good work. This is what
travel journalism is all about. You went somewhere I could not, and
brought it to me, so that I could learn about it, and see it, and be
enriched by it.
Sincerely,
Robert
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