Compelling photographs of Afghan refugees were published the day before the attack at The Iranian.
I always wonder about the great photographs out there that people never see. Other than some clumsy multiple exposures, there is some fine work here in the documentary tradition. You really owe it to yourself to check these out; to me, this kind of actuality is what photography is all about. I recommend these photos, not because of the timely subject, but because of the universal humanity of photographs like this one. It lends a dose of reality to patriotic hymns like Battle Hymn of the Republic where “truth” “is tramping out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.” I wish I could believe that “truth” will march with careful feet.
Why am I awake at this hour?