Showing posts with label Scripture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scripture. Show all posts

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Graphic images in media



Should U.S. media publish graphic images of war, abortion or car accidents? Or do such images do more harm than good?
Conor Friedersdorf raises such questions in “The Gutless Press” (The Atlantic, July/August). 


He discusses coverage of the trial of Dr. Kermit Gosnell, the abortionist convicted of delivering babies alive and then murdering them. This coverage included descriptions of what Gosnell called “fetal demise” far more graphic than anything normally found in the media.
Friedersdorf points out that “members of the pro-life movement have long believed that they can win converts by confronting Americans with ‘what abortion really is’ in the most-graphic terms possible.”
On the other hand, critics of U.S. drone strikes wish “more Americans saw graphic photos of the results: the charred corpses, the severed arms and legs, the bloodied children.”
While many pro-life activists charge the U.S. media with a pro-choice bias, the fact is, writes Friedersdorf, “the American media sanitize almost all death." He adds, “During the Iraq War, an American could watch hours of TV coverage without ever seeing the dead body of a U.S. soldier.”
While the news media have grown less likely to publish explicitly violent images in recent decades, portrayals of violence in film and video games have intesified.
Why the change? Friedersdorf believes it’s about not offending the audience. “And because consumers do not want grisly images, neither do advertisers,” he writes. At the same time, the military has clamped down on access to combat scenes.
Friedersdorf notes that “other countries’ media do not contrive such a bloodless world.” He cites a study that shows that foreign media are generally more willing to show graphic images.
Susan Sontag, among others, have argued that showing graphic images might lead to other responses than “shocking people of conscience into action.” They may, in fact, inure us to horror.
Graphic images of war certainly haven’t stopped violent killings, Friedersdorf notes. But that doesn’t mean they haven’t had an impact on public thinking. He cites certain images from the Vietnam War and the photos of torture at the Abu Ghraib prison as examples.
Friedersdorf goes on to point out that “images in media determine not just what we see but how journalists describe the world, and thus what we know about it and how we talk about it.” It might be harder for the government to talk about “collateral damage,” for example, “if an article or TV footage included the image of a bloody corpse,” he writes.
Likewise, he adds, “it is difficult to discuss ‘fetal demise’ abstractly when the accompanying images show the little arms and legs that were dismembered.”
Without doubt, images are powerful. Think about artwork depicting scenes from Scripture (no photos are available): David holding Goliath’s severed head, soldiers killing infants on Herod’s orders, Jesus’ crucifixion. We may read these stories without fully appreciating their horror.
Friedersdorf concludes that “the case for publishing graphic images of killing has less to do with the merits of a specific policy view than with photography’s power to keep us from evading a subject entirely.”
We need to face what’s going on in our world, and images can help us do that.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

A Thanksgiving lesson

Yesterday I gave a ride to two friends from Circles of Hope, an organization I volunteer for that works to eliminate poverty one family at a time. One of the friends is my Circle leader. Both women are in poverty and working hard to get by.
Let's call them R and J. We stop in Wichita at Open Door, a ministry of the United Methodist Church. Those qualified--and they have the paperwork to prove it--receive a turkey (size based on how many are in the person's household) and a sack of groceries. Although there are many people there, it's well organized, and the process moves quickly. We're there about 20 minutes. As we drive away and head to another wonderful organization--Victory in the Valley, which offers help to poor people who have cancer (J is being treated for cancer)--J comments that because of  some good fortune, they have an extra turkey.
A few days earlier, J's daughter and R stopped at an organization in Newton, where we all live (20 miles north of Wichita), and learned they had 10 turkeys left, so the two young women took one home. This is the extra that J was referring to. The three of them, plus a few others, planned to have Thanksgiving dinner together today.
I responded to J's comment of having an extra turkey by saying, "Eat it. Leftovers are good." I'm thinking, These people are barely scraping by each month, depending on the services of churches and others who give out boxes of food each month, since their disability payments (R is also recovering from cancer) aren't nearly enough.
Then R says, without hesitation, "We'll give it (the extra turkey) to someone who doesn't have one." And she mentions someone she knows who needs one.
She said this matter-of-factly, without accusation. Still, I felt humbled, awakened to my natural tendency to just accept more for myself instead of thinking of others.
Scripture commands (or suggests, if that's more acceptable) us to be thankful at all times. This is difficult, to say the least. While I believe in this practice (and fail at it regularly), I also believe it's a good practice to have special days for offering thanks. Like today.
So let me offer these thanks:
• I'm thankful for the many organizations that give food to people in need. And the ones I witnessed yesterday do this cheerfully, without looking down on those they're serving.
• I'm thankful to be friends with people in poverty. They have so much to teach me, and they are so patient with my blindness to people's needs. They're always thankful for the help I offer, and they're always reluctant to ask for help. They are courageous and inspiring.
 • I'm thankful today for family and friends, and I pray for the many in our land who don't have people close by to share a meal with.
Happy Thanksgiving.