It’s been weeks since I’ve said anything treacherous or embittered and laid out my jealous mind for all to see. That’s over now. The results of the World Press Photo Awards have given me cause to speak. Having closely followed press photography over the past year, I’m indignant. I cried over the results. Given that the jury is comprised of professionals from different countries, it’s reasonable for us to believe, to hope, that every year would have a different selection criteria, and that the winning choice would surprise us.
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