Throughout U.S. history, economic downturns have taken lasting tolls – reducing family earnings, diminishing expectations and straining relationships. These days, two years after the official end of the worst financial crisis since the Great Depression, untold numbers of Americans continue to struggle.
The Times followed three families struggling to regain their footing. The Petersens, the Longs and the Tuckers come from different backgrounds; their prospects vary.
Photojournalism is not dead: By James Estrin
I was about to write two very different posts on the future of photojournalism when I realized that I should write only one.
The first was about the photo cooperative Luceo Images, whose young members are excellent photographers with a smart business model. An easy enough post. The other was to be a response to Neil Burgess, who recently pronounced photojournalism dead (“For God’s Sake, Somebody Call It!” EPUK, Aug. 1). This was going to be the more difficult post. He wrote:
"Magazines and newspapers are no longer putting any money into photojournalism. They will commission a portrait or two. They might send a photographer off with a writer to illustrate the writer’s story, but they no longer fund photojournalism. They no longer fund photo-reportage. They only fund photo illustration."
Mr. Burgess likened his role to that of witnessing someone in death throes in the hospital. “And someone sobs, ‘We’ve got to save him — we cannot let him die.’ And his best friend steps forward, grim and stressed and says: ‘It’s no good. For God’s sake, somebody call it!’ O.K., I’m that friend and I’m stepping forward and calling it. ‘Photojournalism. Time of death, 11.12 (G.M.T.), 1st August 2010.’ Amen.”