Moral conscience begins in the lens of a camera capturing horror. That is why people who travel where common sense and ethics disappear are so enigmatic and necessary. People like Roberto Fraile and David Beriain, the reporters killed in Burkina Faso.
Uncomfortable guys for those who exercise the absence of humanity. Brave guys, who function as the perfect link between brutality and civilization. And they do it at the cost of everything. Roberto dodged death in 2012 in Aleppo, Syria, when he was hit by shrapnel from a projectile. He was perfectly aware of what was at stake: “Those of us who are involved in this already know what there is.”RELATED
They know it, their families know it, their friends, their colleagues. Does not matter. The blow of the news of his death hits just as hard.
In 2014 Fraile recounted that to survive in a war you have to trust your instinct. You also have to be lucky. Friar, born 47 years ago in Barakaldo but settled in Salamanca, they had been looking where we don’t want to look for years.
He was the last to see legendary reporter Marie Colvin alive in Homs, Syria. Despite having already covered a good portion of human miseries, there he met an unusual horror: “As you turn every corner there are snipers shooting at everything that moves. They do not care if they are women, children or men.”
In the months when he rested at home, with his family, with his children, Roberto did not completely disconnect. Talks, conferences and, also, visits to schools to tell the little ones a simple story: war is never worth it. Create awareness, be a witness and, at the same time, give the witness to others, to those who come later.
Death has overtaken him along with David. A companion. Many others today mourn the loss of these lucid, transparent looks. They were both documenting another war, the one being waged against the planet, that is, against our home. Against all of us.