Neil Macdonald and Patrick Brown, two of
CBC’s most distinguished foreign correspondents, are
acting up:
“This is
ridiculous!”
“It’s all psychobabble!”
The pair has briefly returned to Canada to
attend the annual CBC correspondents’ conference. The
year is 2002 and they, along with at least 50 English-and
French-speaking CBC reporters and their producers, are sitting in
a function room at Ottawa’s Fairmont Château
Laurier Hotel watching a series of PowerPoint slides. The
presenter is Anthony Feinstein, director of the neuropsychiatry
program at Sunnybrook Health Sciences Centre in Toronto and
professor of psychiatry at the University ofToronto.
He’s been brought in by then-CBC news chief Tony Burman
to talk about the effect on journalists who have witnessed scenes
of barbarity and horror. “
Twenty-two per cent of war journalists suffer
fromclinical depression and 29 per cent suffer from lifelong
post-traumatic stress disorder [PTSD],” states one
slide.
“To suffer from PTSD, an
individual must have experienced or witnessed an event that
involved actual or threatened death, or serious
injury,” states another.
“Even journalists without PTSD experienced
isolated, persistent, and at times disturbing, intrusive
symptoms,” says one more. But Macdonald and Brown,
rooted in the macho culture of war reporters, aren’t
buying it. They’re skeptical—rude even.
Remembering the session five years later,
Feinstein refers to their “objectionable
schoolboy” behaviour,which he believes
“basically shamed the entire room to silence”
at the Q&A session he had scheduled.
Only after people began filing out did some CBC-ers
approach Feinstein. “This is good stuff
you’re doing—keep it up,” he
recalls one man telling him as they shook hands.
While much research has been done on the trauma
experienced by ordinary citizens, soldiers and first responders,
such as medical personnel and police officers, only Feinstein and
a few others have looked deeply into whether journalists are just
as prone to trauma’s aftershocks as everyone
else.
And if they are, what then? Are
individual reporters, producers and camera operators currently
doing enough to protect themselves? And are the major news
organizations in Canada and the United States that dispatch them
guilty of shirking their responsibility to help the very people
who, in the cause of doing good journalism and helping ratings
and readership stay up, head off willingly to bloody places and
witness almost unimaginable scenes of cruelty and
gruesomeness?
John Scully, once
one of Canada’s leading TV war correspondents, hunches
over a tiny, round table at a quiet Second Cup in Toronto.With
Scully, age 67, is Toni, his wife of 42 years. They now live in
the small town of Dwight, Ontario, near Huntsville and Algonquin
Provincial Park, where Scully operates as a journalist and
author. As he sips a coffee and carefully picks up a wrap
sandwich, Scully explains that though it’s been 13
years since he’s been in a war zone, he still flinches
whenever the fire of a deer hunter’s shotgun pierces
the crisp morning air.
During his 50-year journalism
career, which included stints at CBC and Global TV, Scully
reported from more than 70 countries and 36 war zones. The native
New Zealander became an “expert in getting stories in
shitholes.” Like the time he first came under direct
fire, in1975, dodging Viet Cong mortars in Vietnam: “I
was panic-stricken with fear. I didn’t know what to
think.”Or the time in 1981 at a morgue in El
Salvador,when he discovered that what looked like a
“skinned baby duck” was actually a fetus
carved from its mother’s stomach. Or the time in1982,
when he huddled behind sandbags during Lebanon’s civil
war during a “long, sickening” day of
protecting himself from mortars, grenades, rifles, machine
guns—and an aide to Yasser Arafat, then leader of the
Palestine Liberation Organization (PLO). Holding Scully at
gunpoint, the aide demanded he hand over camera footage that he
mistakenly thought showed Arafat’s photograph burning.
“A sane person would have complied… I went
nuts,” Scully wrote afterwards in his book,
Am I Dead Yet? He was so enraged by this
“swaggering bully” that he roared:
“Who the fuck do you think you are? ...Now put the gun
away.”
But it wasn’t until April
1986 that Scully, so accustomed to looking outwards, briefly
looked inwards, at himself, and at the risks he had continually
ignored—until this day. Standing in the lobby of the
Libyan Al-Kabir Hotel, he listened to the thunder of American Air
Force F-111Fs launch an air strike targeting Libyan leader
Colonel Muammar Al-Qaddafi’s nearby compound. Hearing
the roar and crack of the bombs dropping in the distance, Scully
thought, “Ah, what the fuck, I don’t care.
They’re just bombs.” That’s when,
shaken by his indifference to a dangerous situation, he finally
realized: “I won’t just get myself
killed—I’ll get the crew killed.”
Sipping his coffee, Scully explains that after Libya he
started to look for an alternative to reporting on guns, blood
and carnage, and eventually, in 1986, he returned to his native
country for an office job—as head of current affairs
for Television New Zealand (TVNZ). The move didn’t go
as well as he and his wife had hoped. Already dealing with
depression as a result of what he’d witnessed and
unhappy with his new job, Scully drank and went from taking two
Rohypnol pills (roofies) a day to 14.
As her husband
finishes, Toni looks up from the wrap she’s eating, and
in a quiet voice, says she couldn’t deal with the
downward spiral anymore. She was fed up dealing with his foul
moods and bursts of anger, and worrying that he really would
follow through on his suicidal thoughts. Such erratic behaviour
strained their marriage, and the kids, Jerome and Emma, started
to resent him. Did Toni consider divorce? “Oh
yes,” she says with a nod, and explains that eventually
she and his mother pleaded with him to really take a look at
himself. Scully’s speech was slurred. He lost all
ability to think properly. The two women had him committed to a
psychiatric hospital in New Zealand.
“I had
lost my journalism,”he says sadly, staring at Toni,
going on to admit he still suffers from severe depression and
PTSD.While the depressionis likely genetic, he adds, his
condition has been exacerbated by what he’s seen and
experienced through work.He receives a combination of medicine
and weekly therapy at the Centre forAddiction and Mental Health
in Toronto.
Why is Scully talking so openly now?
“Because no one else will,” he says with
conviction. “It’s not a manly thing to admit
you are depressed. It’s not a manly thing to say you
need treatment. It’s not a manly thing to say you are
mentally ill.”For “war-strutting
journalists,”he concludes, “it’s
not even acceptable to admit there’s a
problem.”
At Sunnybrook Health
Sciences Centre in northeast Toronto, follow the brightly lit
main corridor east until you reach the FWing and then swing
right, into the psychiatric wing. There you’ll find
Feinstein’s office, a soothing sanctuary compared to
the sterile, clinical environment found on the other side of the
door. It’s a dimly lit room furnished with darkwood
bookcases and desks, and a rich brown leather couch.On the
window, the blinds are closed; on one of the shelves sits a stack
of books, including Ben Shephard’s A War of
Nerves, Jon Steele’s War
Junkie and Stephen Hess’s The
Media and theWar on Terrorism.
Feinstein is
no stranger to gore and war, having experienced it first-hand
when he was conscripted into the South African Defense Force in
the 1980s as a medical officer and posted in Namibia. His diary
of his war experiences is titled, appropriately, In
Conflict, and was published in 1998. He had come to
Canada five years earlier.
After completing a
three-month tour, Feinstein realized that something was wrong on
his first night back home in Johannesburg. He wrote that his
enthusiasm for the symphony he attended, a pastime he usually
enjoyed, had been replaced with a “deadness that was
crushing.” He felt numb, detached and filled with
worry, and he found it impossible to relax. Later that evening
Feinstein fell ill: “I spent the night bent over the
toilet or sitting in the darkened lounge, feeling utterly
wretched and completely alone.”
Feinstein
feels war journalists are a self-selected group: “They
go into it because they like it and they have the stomach for
it.”For the most part, he explains, they can withstand
the pressures and the dangers as well as the travelling and long
periods of time away from home.What’s more,
“neither risk, normorality, is highly
relevant” to them. Feinstein’s research was
sparked by a referral from Sunnybrook’s department of
neurology in 1999.The patient was suffering from anxiety,
uncontrollable sweating, shaking and muddled speech.At the end of
the note to Feinstein, the referring doctor wrote: “I
wonder if this has anything to do with her work? You may
recognize the name. She is a war reporter.”
“She,” an unnamed Canadian journalist, met
with Feinstein and told him about her time in the MiddleEast, the
Balkans and Sudan, and how she witnessed the death and wounding
of many colleagues and innocent citizens. Recognizing the
symptoms, he diagnosed her with PTSD. Wanting to know more about
the journalists who “chased wars, revolutions and
famines” and their experiences with psychiatric
distress, he then looked for the research. Nothing.
“It’s really strange,” he says.
“There is such enormous literature on trauma, but no
one had looked at journalists.”
Feinstein
applied for a grant from the Freedom Forum in Washington in 1999
and received US$15,000 to collect data on the emotional health of
war correspondents. With the help of CBC, BBC, Reuters, CNN, The
Associated Press, ITN and the Rory Peck Trust—an
organization that supports freelance journalists, named after
freelance cameraman Peck, who was killed in the crossfire while
covering the October 1993 coup in Moscow—he sent
questionnaires to 170 journalists who reported from conflict
regions and had been doing so for 15years or more; 140 responded.
His findings, based in part on interviews with 28 of them,
indicated many used war as a stimulant, admitting the rush of
excitement propelled them throughout their coverage. Feinstein
found evidence of unhappy childhoods, broken families and
“aloof, dysfunctional” military fathers. His
research also indicated that PTSD symptoms were “more
frequent and intense in still photographers, followed by
cameramen, and then print reporters and producers.”
To help explain why photographers were more susceptible
to PTSD, Feinstein offers a quote by famous war photographer
Robert Capa: “If your photographs are not good enough,
you are not close enough.” In other words, says
Feinstein, one of the theories is that photographers and
cameramen top the list because they must be closer to danger and
risk to get the great shot.
Overall, according to
Feinstein’s research, the lifetime PTSD rate among war
journalists is 29percent, almost identical to the 30per cent rate
for combat veterans. By contrast, the PTSD rate for
“traumatized” police officers is seven to 13
per cent and five per cent for the general population.
Feinstein presented his initial findings at a NewsWorld (the
Europe-based international broadcast news conference, now
NewsXchange) meeting in Barcelona, Spain in November 2000, where
he says, “the journalism profession was absolutely
fascinated by it. There were lots and lots of
questions.” Three years later, he published
Dangerous Lives:War and the Men and WomenWho Report
It, which includes the findings of his initial study,
as well as excerpts from his interviews. Also in 2003, CNN funded
another study, in which he looked at 85 journalists in Iraq,
about half of whom were embedded and half of whom were not.
Feinstein wanted to know if one group was more prone to emotional
distress than the other. The result: no difference.
“The psychological risk appeared to be identical for
the simple reason that if the journalist was not embedded with
the military, he/she still managed to get to the frontlines and
to the story,” states Feinstein. Those not embedded, he
adds, were “wonderfully ingenious” at working
around the military and getting to where the story was. This
research, including a study done after the September 11 attacks,
was included in Feinstein’s second book,
Journalists Under Fire: The Psychological Hazards of
Covering War.
As our interview comes to a
close, Feinstein looks at me, pauses and asks, “Now, I
don’t know if I asked you this already… are
you interested in this kind of reporting?”
“Yes,” I reply.
“Oh,” he replies ominously, and wishes me
luck.
I close his door, wondering if one day
I might be back here, with my own aftershocks.
During the interview I did with Scully at Second
Cup, he mentioned he’d received several notes along the
lines of what one producer wrote: “John, thank God
you’ve spoken up—I’m going through
the same thing.” Scully, who actually went back to
Beirut and other conflict riddled areas after his release from
the New Zealand mental health hospital and his return to Canada,
believes most hard-boiled journalists would rather suffer with
depression, lack of concentration, constant weeping, sleepless
nights and other PTSD symptoms than go to their news
organizations and admit something is wrong. Many of them are just
like he was, consistently going back to the mayhem in war zones
or conflict regions for the sheer purpose of smothering any sign
or feeling of despair and helplessness. To deal with it, he
explained, they often self-medicate with alcohol and drugs. But
when they come back home, “they are totally fucked up.
They can’t face reality. They can’t face the
down of not having the adrenaline pump.”
That adrenaline pump actually consists of a number of
different areas in the brain. This circuitry includes the
almond-shaped amygdala that scientistsbelieve is tied to
emotionalmemory. The amygdala is also the fear centre of the
brain. Another aspect of the brain’s reaction to fear
is the secretion of neuro transmitters such as adrenaline and
noradrenaline. These hormones can influence the way information
is processed by the brain during stressful periods. While
scientists don’t have a definitive explanation about
the mechanics of memory, they have identified nightmares,
flashbacks andre-experiencing the trauma through unwanted images
and memories as symptoms of PTSD.
Sharing the
pathway with other stress hormones is dopamine, a chemical that
influences behaviour. Feinstein has based some ofhis research on
Zuckerman’s Sensation Seeking Scale, a rating system
used to measure the willingness to take risks. According to
Feinstein, lower levels of dopamine are linked to more cautious
behaviour while higher levels contribute to more adventurous
actions, including war reporting.
Nancy
Durham is a correspondent at CBC’s London, England
bureau and one of the 28 journalists interviewed for
Feinstein’s first study. “I’m not a
thrill-seeker,” says Durham, “but I love
great stories.” She left Canada in her 30s, keen on
seeing the world. She moved to Oxford, having already been
greatly influenced by her future husband’s involvement
in the underground culture during the early days of upheaval in
the former Soviet Bloc: “That’s where my
appetite was whetted and it just grew from there. It was very,
very exciting.”
And, over the
years, very disturbing. Like the time when, during the Kosovo
conflict in the late ’90s, Durham met Rajmonda Rreci, a
teen who claimed her young sister was killed by Serb forces and
was motivated to seek revenge by joining the Kosovo Liberation
Army. After the war, Durham returned to Rreci’s
village. But after knocking on her door, Durham was jolted: the
beautiful little girl who was supposedly dead answered the door.
“It was sickening. I felt physically
weakened,” she pauses uncomfortably. “I felt
like I lost my journalistic compass,” she says, almost
ashamed.
Or the time in August 1995, during
the Bosnian war, when she rode with a family in a hay wagon with
all of their belongings. They were just one of thousands of Serb
families fleeing the area. “It’s so sad, so
senseless, so horrible,” she says. “How do
you start over when you’re 40?” That event,
she explains, more than any other, still haunts her, bringing on
bouts of sadness and depression.
Another
notable war reporter is Ann Medina,who reported from such war
zones as Lebanon, Nicaragua and Uganda for CBC’s
The Journal from 1981 to 1986. Medina,
writing about Feinstein’s book in 2003 for
The Globe and Mail, was not impressed with
his methodology: “Well,we’re told they [the
findings] come from a questionnaire he sent out and interviews
with 28 of the 140 who responded. Not exactly a statistically
large sample, but given the small universe it’s an
important start and I was curious what the research might tell
me.” In addition, she thought Feinstein should also
have focused on the 70 per cent who showed no signs of PTSD:
“I wanted to know more about them.”
Andas for the two CBC veterans,Macdonald and Brown, the
men who said Feinstein offers little more than psychobabble,
Macdonald acknowledges he has “no real authority to
dispute Dr. Feinstein’s findings.” However,
he says in an email: “My view is that if you
haven’t the stomach for violence or death,
don’t go to awar zone.”
The fascination with Feinstein’s
results, as well as the acceptance of them, is growing.
“It was an idea whose time had finally come.
It’s a breakthrough,” says Burman, adding
that because of the Lebanese civil war and the conflicts in
Chechnya, Bosnia and Kosovo that followed, there was increasing
awareness at CBC that returning journalists and their crews might
need help, particularly those who had “repeated
exposure to this kind of reporting.”
Also playing an early role in raising awareness of the
potential for PTSDamong journalists, according to Scully, were
the Committee to Protect Journalists (CPJ), based in New York,
and Reporters Withou tBorders, which has its headquarters in
Paris.
Elisabeth Witchel, the coordinator of
the impunity campaign and journalist assistance program for CPJ,
has seen the progress made by newsrooms. While most media
organizations have always made counselling available, she
explains, only a few provided any sort of trauma support for
their correspondents and domestic reporters until recently. In
February 2005, though, The New York Times
introduced a program that includes pre-assignment
counselling for reporters assigned to a conflict zone. Reuters
and BBC,Witchel adds, had already launched their own
programs.
In Canada, news organizations such
as CBC and the Toronto Star have Hostile
Environment courses, which their correspondents are supposed to
take before heading over to awar-torn country. These courses are
designed to provide journalists with the skills required to deal
with risk assessment, risk management and first aid. Durham says
the training came in handy when she was on the edge of the
Albania-Kosovo border during the NATO bombardment. The course
taught her to maintain as much control as she could, stay calm
and smartly think of a plan that would get the crew out of
danger. While these courses educate and train journalists how to
deal with a physical threat, there is no preparation or training
for the psychological threat a war journalist may face, and, says
John Owen, former chief news editor of CBCNews, there needs to
be. “There’s no excuse for any news executive
not to be aware ofwhat’s
happening.”
In a 2002 article for
The Thunderbird, the University of British
Columbia’s online student magazine, reporter Hilary
MacKenzie said that what Canadian newsrooms offer reporters
whomay have been psychologically hurt by their coverage is
“pathetic.”But Martin Regg Cohn, the
Star’s foreign editor and former
Asia and Middle East correspondent, disagrees, at least as far as
his paper is concerned. He emphasizes that “safety is
paramount” when it comes to the
Star’s foreign correspondents and
that the paper provides several standard counselling and
psychological services—“war zone or no war
zone.”
It’s
early February in London, Ontario, and Cliff Lonsdale, chair of
the committee for the graduate program in journalism at the
University of Western Ontario, is welcoming 128 delegates to the
inaugural Canadian Journalism Forum on Violence and Trauma.
It’s an event put together by Lonsdale, who co-founded
the forum with his wife, Jane Hawkes, an independent television
documentary producer. It is supported by the
Seattle,Washington-based Dart Center for Journalism &
Trauma, the International News Safety Institute (located in
Brussels, Belgium), and the Canadian Association of Journalists.
Lonsdale discusses his own background: he was
raised in southern Africa and went off to war at an early age,
hitchhiking his way there to report on it when he was 16. His
destination: Congo, during the war that followed the
country’s fight for independence. “There was
a bloodbath going on,” he said. “Everybody
was fighting everybody else; it seemed like too good an
opportunity to miss.” It landed him his first full-time
job as a journalist at the Times of Zambia.
Still, despite the horrors he witnessed in the Congo, Lonsdale
believes war is not the sole place where a journalist may
experience PTSD while working: “War is just the more
obvious, sexy end of it.” He then goes on to say that
many domestic reporters also suffer in silence. He cites local
murders, car accidents and high-profile cases like the Paul
Bernardo and Robert Pickton trials as situations where the images
and information journalists confront can be psychologically
harmful.
Later in the day, Feinstein
highlights several findings from his research and emphasizes a
point in which he differs from Lonsdale. Being exposed to war and
the dangers of war is a more significant risk factor than being
exposed to a scene of domestic violence: “The big
difference between the situations Lonsdale describes and the war
journalist is the absence of personal threat.” And a
physical personal threat, he explains, is an extremely
significant variable in determining a person’s
psychological health.
Another significant
variable, he says, is the death of a colleague, and as the forum
continues we hear several examples. CBC cameraman Brian Kelly,
for instance, tells us about the death of Clark Todd, a CTV
reporter who was killed in Lebanon in 1983. Even though
it’s been 25 years, Kelly says, he still
can’t “say ‘Lebanon’
without crying.” Like Scully, Kelly grew moody and
angry without warning.
Another story of
loss—and the associated trauma— comes from
Ian Stewart, former West Africa bureau chief for the Associated
Press. “A bottle of scotch and an extra two weeks off
is not enough,” he says, describing his personal
experience with PTSD. He covered conflict in South Asia and
reported from Uganda, Congo and Liberia. Stewart speaks in
particular about reporting on the gruesome details of the carnage
caused by the Revolutionary United Front (RUF) in Sierra
Leone.There, hemet a child named Maria,who was wiping her tears
away with gauze covered wrists and then asked, “Mama,
will my hands growback?”
Her
mother’s answer: “We’ll have to see
what the doctor says.” After which she explained to
Stewart that the RUF hacked off her daughter’s hands
because she would not give up the location of her
family’s whereabouts.
Days later,
Stewart,who admits to losing himself “in the misery of
conflict,” saw his war correspondent career come to an
abrupt end when, while riding with a convoy in Sierra Leone, he
came under gunfire and was struck in the head by an AK-47 bullet.
The bullet lodged itself in the back of his head after passing
between two hemispheres of his brain, leaving him paralyzed on
his left side.Next to him, Myles Tierney, anAP television
producer, slouched over. He’d been hit and killed
immediately.
In the hushed lecture
hall,Stewart explains that in addition the paralysis, his PTSD
runs deep. He describes the moodiness, the chain-smoking and the
nightmares. In one, he’s trying to give poor children
coins, but they have no hands.
And the
heartbreaking stories don’t stop with Stewart. For two
days, participants at the inaugural Canadian Journalism Forum on
Violence and Trauma discussed the possible psychological effects
of covering murder trials, child abuse, shooting massacres,
terrorists attacks and war,whichat onepoint in the proceedings
prompted Chris Cramer, former head of CNN International, to lean
into a microphone and say: “If you join this
profession, it’s going to hit you one way or
another.”