Tim Hetherington was a war photographer in every regard. Tall, brutally handsome, and modest, he had a British accent plucked from a Graham Greene novel and the body fat of a Diet Coke. Salon.com: Last Wednesday, my best friend, photographer Chris Hondros, died in a rocket-propelled grenade blast along with Hetherington, the acclaimed director of the Oscar-nominated film Restrepo. A week earlier, I had been in Libya with him. I was there only because Chris asked me to go. Newsweek: We depend on them for truth, for glimpses into human vileness, even as we cut their jobs and cut their space and treat their work as if it’s the most disposable part of the ever-shrinking media. When photojournalists Hetherington and Hondros were killed last week in Libya, it made you furious. Newsweek: Tina Brown: The deaths of brave and brilliant photojournalists Hondros and Hetherington ripped the hearts of all those who care about bearing witness to the truth.