As an investigative reporter, I'm trying to uncover things and expose them to create a dialogue.

The fear of murder has grown so enormous in the United States that it leaves a taint, like the mark of Cain, on everyone murder touches.

One might expect that the families of murder victims would be showered with sympathy and support, embraced by their communities. But in reality they are far more likely to feel isolated, fearful, and ashamed, overwhelmed by grief and guilt, angry at the criminal-justice system, and shunned by their old friends.

By birth and upbringing, I think I'm emotionally resilient. I don't feel like I'm a depressive person.

Point of view is present in anything I write, but I really try to let the subject and facts speak for themselves.

As a matter of fact, most cases of food poisoning are never linked back to their source.

So for everything I do, I'm very clear about what I'm doing, and I tell people what it's about. They get a sense of what I'm thinking. I don't let people think I'm going to write something in praise in the meatpacking industry, and then they read it and it's actually attacking the meatpacking industry.