This is one of the hardest magazines we ever had to produce
This year it became Tishah B’Av. And we’re still mourning.
It’s impossible to reduce the true horror of Thursday’s events into words, sentences, articles. Whatever we did, no matter how much ink we spilled, it would never be enough. The impossibility of the task was so daunting that it took us a few tries just to get started with the first tentative plans.
But we knew, even at that initial stage, what we did not want to do. First, we did not want to cause any additional pain to those who had lost their loved ones. That consideration colored many of the decisions we made — what to include, how much to include, how to frame it. We hope and pray that we did not overstep any bounds.
We also did not want to share coverage that is graphic or gory. As a society, we’ve become almost normalized to clips of smashed cars and homes on fire — they’re available on so many sites and passed around so freely. But it’s painful enough to think about the events on Thursday night; we didn’t want to articulate any more detail than necessary or print any photos that crossed the boundary of communal mourning.
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