The journey to a protest is arduous for some. I knew of a girl who travelled from Edinburgh every time she attended a rally in London. It’s because she lived there. She did it by train. It was gruelling because of ill health, but she got used to it, she said.
The end of her life is sad. A Journalist from France murdered her. The girl was found lying on a side of a road in the capital. The assailant claimed it was ‘diplomatic’, to protect Journalism from protest influence. She ran off after she said it.
Running away
At the time, Journalist’s were accused of running from issues. They didn’t turn up to sites. Their emails returned out of office notices. They ignored phone calls. This is the sort of practice that isn’t heard of in such circles, but it was commonplace.
The quality was criticised. Albeit a relative exercise to some, discontent sounded out from all corners. There were professors missing out on lectures because of it. There were experts ruined. The University student pool had quickly thinned out.
It wasn’t a surprise a Journalist would show such disregard for human life, but not for their job. She was accredited, but had somehow fallen away in the meantime. The credentials weren’t rescinded. Her employer had failed to recall her.
Wasting time
Her life was aimless. She lived along the French coast for some time, before moving to Paris. She mooched about, being watched by some colleagues – and followed by French intelligence. Her activity was random, and her killings didn’t stop.
The girl in London was just another victim in a long line. She didn’t deserve it. Her parents felt underserved by her employer. The police in France helped, but to no end. The mystery was why her, not why it took place. The Journalist was crazy.
Taking it back
A protest is fraught with trouble because it stands alone. The Journalist was tracked down later, again, and found isolated. It was clear she suffered mentally. The illness now showed. There was no way to hide it. The guilt was in there too.
The events were in the past, but people know their loss. This is what Journalists also study. They look into offences, altercations, and disagreements. There’s eventually a resolution. The personal lives of those who do are not always as clear.