To our embedded war correspondents
The story you were sent to Iraq to cover is not about you. It's about the young men and women whose uniform you wear and on whose protection you depend.

As you're marvelling that it didn't actually kill you to sleep in their bunks and eat their food, kindly keep in mind that it is killing some of them. While you're congratulating each other on having endured the assignment, reflect that you have a satellite link home at your disposal, and they don't. You can quit whenever you want to: They can't. You only get shot at by accident: They get it on purpose.

And you're better paid than they are, too.