Camila Galdamez Garcia Galdamez Garcia من عند نيويورك من عند نيويورك

I found this book depressing because the author detailed so many of the negatives that he saw and experienced and very, very few of the positives. I don't understand news reporters ability to switch off and not become personally involved in the horrific events that they are witnessing. I also don't understand the addiction element...how someone could want to chase wars and crises all over the world. Why run around the world throwing yourself into the midst of sorrow, terror and inhumanity to just watch it and do nothing??? It amazes me that it always seems to take a death of a fellow reporter or a close personal call to shake these journalists...is not the death and destruction they see around them enough to personally affect them? I don't get how they can not see the heartbreaking tradgedy of watching mothers screaming over the corpses of their children or arriving at a bomb site to see screaming mutilated people as personal...I guess one of the answers is they do see the awful inhumanity of it but feel powerless to do anything to stop it or they see it so many times that they become hardened - again - so why do it? It's a job? It pays the bills? Surely there has to be a way of reporting the news and then somehow making a difference - but I guess that isn't "objective" reporting - how can one be objective when faced with such sorrow and tragedy - no one can pretend to not be human...This book, to me, is all about division and despair and it could have been so much more.

A young Korean-American female artist from New York travels to Korea. As a young girl, the artist considered a visiting Korean Uncle and her mother's traditional Korean cooking as oddly unAmerican affectations. As a young woman she feels a need to connct with her cultural heritage. We learn about Korean history as the artist learns about her mother's personal story through her encounters with relatives who remained in Korea.