On May 3th, every year, the media platforms around the world were raised in observance of World Press Freedom Day, a day when we affirm that the free word is not a luxury given by the authorities, but an inherent right of peoples and a lung without which democracy is not breathing, but the reality is that this day is going through every year and the burden of suffering on the shoulder is increasing until the pen itself has become surgical, at least.
The suffering of a journalist today is no longer just a word that was deleted from a first page or an investigation that was cut halfway through suffering that turned into three successive strikes at the top of the profession.
Poverty kills freedom of opinion before any law or sergeant kills it because a hungry journalist does not have the luxury of risk.
The second strike is the crisis of confidence that was blown up by the Sochial Media and the Pierce of Peace. The border between news and opinion was lost between the journalist who studied the profession and was trained to verify the sources and by an activist who wrote an emotional leaflet that harvested thousands of citizen interactions no longer discerns and, as a result, suspicion infiltrated the recipient ' s heart, the word " journalist " itself needed defence before defending the right.
The third strike is the harshest of today ' s occupational safety crisis not only writes but accounts for each letter before it is written not for fear of the truth. The truth is his profession, but for fear that the word will turn into a charge and that the pen will become a convict.
And if these crises kill the journalist physically and morally,
How do we prove the value of the source and the "surveillance" at a time when video production is easier than reality? The battle is no longer on paper or on the screen, but on the mind of the citizen itself, the biggest challenge is technology, but the will of truth.
At the heart of this day, we cannot pass the dignity of the first journalists ' home in Egypt and the Arab world, the Egyptian Journalists ' Union, today, at a dangerous historical predicament, for two full years, who have failed to enforce the laws of the law.
On this day, we don't want slogans that are lifted and then folded, we want acts that translate, we want a journalist who doesn't wear his heart, and he writes the truth for fear of living, we want a union that respects the law before demanding it, we want a citizen who knows the difference between a journalist with the Secretariat of the Word and a plaintiff carrying the Lake Secretariat.
The press is not a profession of unprofessionality, as some press promotes the pulse nation's conscience, its eyes that don't sleep, its tongue that doesn't shut up, and if the conscience shuts down, the nation dies before it dies, every year every free pen is fine, every year, the word is stronger than prison, and the word is true of misleading and I stay out of every fear.
To talk the rest.
