Being a journalist can be hard. Not in the way that the job of someone who works on a farm or an oil rig is hard, but in its own way. I don’t run the risk of being swept out to sea, and there isn’t much chance that I might be fatally injured by a bull, for example.
Something about journalists, and perhaps court reporters like myself, is that when you keep hearing about the most depraved acts of sexual violence, cruelty, neglect and every other type of shocking behaviour humans are capable of, you start to go a bit numb.
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