i was on the news once when i was 8 years old for getting hit by a truck afterwhich the truck stopped with his rear tire on my stomach - perfectly between my hips and rib cage.
it was pretty sensational. i considered the reporting to be balanced and fair... right up until they started using the word "miracle" and "lucky" to describe my survival without injury.
it was really hard to feel lucky when you are an 8 year old in intensive care with IV's in both arms and a heart monitor beeping away and i could not move without feeling like all my skin was being ripped off your body and then having a big, mean doctor come in and shove a suppository up my little tiny ass twice a day. (my intestines were paralyzed)
I guess even "fair and balanced" is also sometimes a matter of perspective.
