Never end

Never end

The stress of the job of a journalist in a newspaper never ends. At least this is my experience of 26 years.Most of the time, I was a reporter specialised in the investigation, trials, and criminal justice. My job could damage the good reputation of people involved in...
Unorthodox

Unorthodox

My father was a teacher at the Journalism school of Navarre’s University in Spain from 1960 to 1992. I studied in that school and attended his classes, but I couldn’t take his exams. Instead, a tribunal of three teachers was in charge of testing me, and...
At the court house

At the court house

The first time I entered a Court House, I felt scared and lost. I had in my hand a piece of paper I couldn’t understand I had received the day before at my newsroom, ordering me to appear before a local court to collect a summons.Maybe somebody had denounced me...
Dark humor

Dark humor

I have a friend, a teacher at a Journalism school, who looks for great stories to show his pupils how to write. But in his searching, he stumbles with many bad examples. Today he sent me the following opening text published in a newspaper: “According to the...
The extraneous document

The extraneous document

The attorney’s desk was full of legal documents about the case I was investigating as a reporter. It was a corruption scandal involving the president of my region an many other politicians. He was representing one of the plaintiffs. He dismissed as extraneous...
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