"I deserve to see it!"

So, a few days ago, I went in to interview an electrical engineer for a story on how UTPA received a grant for a bunch of engineering stuff. Its pretty cool.

Essentially, the National Science Foundation awarded UTPA this money to do more research in thin films and semiconductors by creating a sputtering facility, a place where they can actually manufacture integrated circuits (they're kind of like micro chips, just to give you an idea).

Anyway, so 3 professors were in on the research and I went to interview them. The last one, the electrical engineer (who shall not be named), was really nice. She explained about the sputtering facility, how it would work, a bunch of stuff that the other professors didn't fill me in that made my article look more sciensy.

It was actually going pretty great, and right when the interview was ending, I did what I usually do when the interview's ending, I asked, "Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Usually, that's meant for the article, like, I'm asking the person if he or she wants to have the final word and I can include it in the story, instead, she said, "Yes, I'd like to see the article before its published."

Now, if you're in the field of journalism, you know that that's a big no no. I mean, it wouldn't be fair, its as if you're allowing the person you interviewed to get you to change it into his or her own view. It wouldn't be fair.

Surprisingly, I was taken aback by this request. Its weird, I've been with The Pan American since January, and I knew that some of the interview subjects would ask this, but since it rarely happened to  me, I forgot about it.

After a brief brain fart, my journalism brain kicked into gear.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I can't let you do that." I replied as nicely as I could.

"Why?" She responded.

Oh joy, I thought.

At that point I wanted to get out, so I thought up of a few things to say to end the conversation.

"You see, it wouldn't be fair. Its unethical."

"Ethical? What makes it unethical?" She said, her voice slowly rising to a point that an alarm was going off in my head.

So, what do I do next? Do I say something smrt that cools down the situation? Do I politely explain to her the ethics of journalism and tell her why I can't let her see the article before its published?

No.

I end up getting another brain fart, and the journalism 101 ethics disappear from my brain. I'm not good under stress. Especially when the attacker is a grandma figure.

Anyway, after 2 seconds, I said the best thing I could think of.

"Look, I just don't think it would be fair to let you see it before its published. I mean, it wouldn't be fair..."

"Fair? FAIR? FAIR! I was nice enough to let you interview me! You should be nice enough to let me see the article! I deserve to see it!"

I was stunned when she said that. I mean, who actually says that to a reporter? Shouldn't they be worried as to how they will look like in the article (not that I was thinking of badmouthing her in my article, just wondering what  big time reporters think when this happens to them).

Anyway, so after a stunned silence, I said that I'd talk to my editor and see what she'd do about it. Just something to make it look like I was taking her request seriously.

Then, she said something that made me realize something.

"Its just that, I explained so much technical stuff to you, that I want to make sure that what you quote from me is accurate. I don't want to look like an idiot because you misquoted me."

Then I understood what she wanted, it wasn't the whole article that she wanted, she just wanted the stuff that involved her (which, in the final piece, was like, 30%).

Now that I understood what she wanted, so with that in mind, I eased the situation. I offered to read from my notes what she told me to ask her if what I wrote down was accurate to what she said (it was), and, I also offered that, before the article would get published, I would email her the stuff from her interview that I'd use in my article, ask her if its accurate, and fix any errors before publishing it. She (begrudgingly) accepted. We shook hands, I bid her a good day and left.

Sure, this reminded me about the sort of stuff reporters go through, but I realized, the people being interviewed also have some worries on their mind.

I mean, they worry about how they'll be portrayed on paper, and while it is our job to present the news first, we also have to be careful as to how our subjects are portrayed on paper.

All it took was a (surprisingly aggressive) little old lady who's barely in my article.