The Journalist

In human circles also know as the parasite. The leach that sucks your blood and spills your guts in a global forum. The guy who did not have any ideas himself, so he thought he could just fringe on other peoples achievements or profit from their tragedy. We all know them, the reporters, thirsty for blood and ready to report the "heart" breaking consequences, without bias naturally. What would this world be without journalists there to tell people what to think? Edit what they hear, read and see? Most likely chaos would roam the earth, but still a little man in the corner would sit with his ballpoint pen and take notes. To tell the ones to follow how it was. Meet a soldier armed with a pen or a camera and see what you make the whole thing.