The girl (who was a boy, they say, actually) lived after that for 13 or 14 years and died of a disease that I don't remember, I would have to look it up. Malaria, maybe.
Have you seen the work of this photographer?
I have, because we were told a lot about him and this case at college, when we were talking about ethics in journalism.
With a brief Google search you can see what this man saw on a daily basis. No one survives that in good mental health. And it seems that the criticism that followed with the issue of that photo overwhelmed him.
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I haven't looked deeper than that one bit of info and it was also related to ethics in journalism.
God.People.
And that's why those who feel deeply sometimes should perhaps be more cautious in dealings with group dynamics. One on one we tend to be more human but there's a ferociousness that appears when "the pack" is together.
Of course it would. For many and probably most people. I almost killed myself, at one point, because of exactly that, you know. But I felt it was irresponsible to abandon my kids in the thick of it. Cowardly.
When you've endured enough of the pack judgement for long enough, however, you become more philosophical about it. And then it even becomes kinda silly when you observe it. Animal. And unconscious. And if you can't respect people being cruel, outright stupid and unconscious then it becomes easier to not respect the opinion.
This took some years of being very hurt though :)