When I heard the news James Foley had died from no other than Twitter, I was distraught. How could a young journalist with so much potential be dead? I knew I had to look more into this story.
James Foley, was a brave American journalist who went missing in Syria. It became known to the world that he had been killed by the Islamic State, a militant group formerly known as ISIS, after a video was posted on the web.
YouTube allowed a video to be shown of Foley’s beheading. The video entitled “A Message to America (from the Islamic State)” identified Foley. The video of Foley’s beheading was quickly removed.
However, that did not stop it from being spread like wildfire. Soon the whole world heard about his death and of Steven Sotloff.
American journalist, Steven Sotloff, was also featured in ISIS’s video. His fate is in President Obama’s hands as the president’s “next decision” can cost him life or death according to The Islamic State. Sotloff went missing in Syria sometime during August 2013.
The reason Foley went to Syria was because he wanted to cover the country’s civil war. He had a deep passion for covering foreign affairs and wanted to report on Syria’s current state.
Foley disappeared in November of 2012 and his mother, Diane, took to Facebook to confirm her son’s death on the ‘Free James Foley’ Facebook page stating,
“We thank Jim for all the joy he gave us. He was an extraordinary son, brother, journalist and person. Please respect our privacy in the days ahead as we mourn and cherish Jim.”
Foley received a master’s degree from Northwestern University’s Medill School of Journalism. He is remembered for being a great journalist and his work.
He said, “Freelancers take some of the biggest risks and they provide news coverage for the bigger networks so it’s important to draw awareness.”
Awareness indeed. Syria is known to be one of the most dangerous places a journalist can go. Foley’s death will definitely draw more awareness of journalists going overseas.
If there’s one thing we can all learn from this horrible tragedy it’s that Foley knew the true meaning of journalism- getting to the core of the story and sharing it to the world.
Even though I have never met Foley, he has touched me in ways that I cannot describe making my passion for journalism stronger. Let us remember him for all that he has done.
One day I aspire to be a journalist just like Foley-fearless, genuine and inspiring.
I ask that you please keep Mr. Foley and his family in your prayers.
Peace, love, toodles.