Part of being a Latino columnist is getting unsolicited travel advice. Disgruntled readers will tell me to “go back to Mexico,” even though I was born in the United States, as were my parents, three grandparents, six great-grandparents, etc.
But I would just as soon stay away from some parts of Mexico. They say the pen is mightier than the sword. Yet, south of the border, it’s not faring well against automatic weapons. It’s open season on Mexican journalists who cover the drug trade and are being murdered.
With declining circulation and falling ratings, U.S. media worry that they’re no longer relevant to people’s lives. In Mexico, you could say that the media remain so relevant that, if you anger the wrong people, it could end your life.
That’s what happened to Jose Luis Romero, a 40-year-old radio journalist who filed his broadcasts from the state of Sinaloa — ground zero in the drug war because so much of that illicit commodity is produced there. Romero, who was famous for his broadcasts on drug trafficking, was abducted from a restaurant at gunpoint a few weeks ago. His body was found along a highway, discarded like a fast food wrapper. A similar fate met Valentin Valdes Espinosa, a 29-year-old reporter who was found tortured and shot to death in the state of Coahuila. Espinosa’s body was found with a note: “This is going to happen to those who don’t understand. The message is for everyone.”
Mexico’s National Human Rights Commission estimates that there have been 59 journalists killed in that country since 2000. Last year, 11 were murdered.
Journalism has become a dangerous profession in Mexico, and everyone knows it. A major newspaper in the state of Coahuila — Zocalo de Saltillo — recently announced it would stop covering drug violence altogether rather than risk the lives of its reporters. Luckily, other Mexican journalists refuse to run and hide. In fact, they’ve resolved to fight back — not with guns and bullets, but with words and truth.
In a commencement speech at the Columbia School of Journalism in May, Mexican newspaper publisher Alejandro Junco de la Vega described the situation like this: “A nascent democracy next door is being crippled by evil criminals.”
He sees journalism as one of the few institutions that can reverse this trend.
“The journalists who put this work together each day do so at great personal risk,” Junco de la Vega told graduates. “They are bearing the burden of fractured family lives and the ever-present threat of violence. And yet they still come to work each day to see that truth is told.”
On this side of the border, with our iPhones and expense accounts, a columnist is called courageous if he writes critically of a politician who plays poker with his publisher or if he scrutinizes the business practices of a major advertiser.
Real courage is doing your job when domestic terrorists are determined to silence you for good. As journalists, it’s one thing to write about heroes — and another to become one.
– Article from The Indianapolis Star.