From first whisperings to sicken aftermath, this was a story which required rapid, careful, confident response. Here our writers and scribes explain how we covered the Christchurch shootings, and why we induced the decisions we did
On Friday 15 March, 50 beings were shot and 48 injured during criticizes targeting Muslims at two mosques during Friday petitions in Christchurch. It was the most difficult mass shooting in New Zealand’s history. Across the Guardian’s three main offices- in London, Sydney and New York- we ensured our coverage of the shooting, its consequence and the world action continued all over the clock. Here, some of the Guardian’s key reporters and editors remember how they reported on the unfolding inhumanity . strong>
Eleanor Ainge Roy, New Zealand correspondent
I’ve never reported on a terrorism incident before. My bread and butter is bird narratives, Jacinda Ardern profiles, brat poverty and ecological fibres. So I learnt how to do this aspect of my job on the hoof, with advice from my foreign journalists in Sydney and London, who, unfortunately, have coordinated coverage of same occasions dozens of hours. Terrorism is not new, but terrorism in the south island of New Zealand made everyone by surprise.
Now the adrenaline and initial stun of the two attacks has naturalness, New Zealanders are coming to expressions with a brand-new explanation of their amicable island home. A region where our Muslim brothers and sisters no longer feel safe.
Our prime minister, Jacinda Ardern, steered our own countries through this tumultuous week with charm and dignity. She refused to say the alleged killer’s name, depriving him of dominance and disrepute. Instead she, and New Zealanders, have wrapped the Muslim community in aroha ( desire ), and are looking ahead for how New Zealand can regenerate itself after this damage, and naturalness seething racial hostilities.
From a personal point of view, the full bang of the tragedy has already been to hit home. During my week of reporting in Christchurch my thought was full of logistics and realisms. In many channels, I would have liked to have grieved among my fellow Kiwis: taken grows to the monumental, had participated in waiata [ Maori vocals] at Hagley Park, and participated in the two-minute silence.
My country is changed, but it is not separated. If anything, New Zealand is stronger than ever before. We know who the administration is, and we know who we’re not. The alleged killer is not us. Our residence will be quiet again.