** Note to our Fab mods, I have started this thread here as I see it as more of a social question than an overtly political one. I'll understand if you wish to bounce it over there.
Around about the 80s, through some bizarre quest for modernity, propelled by I know not by what,
print and broadcasting journalism started to come together under the starrier umbrella of 'media'.
These were the Thatcher years, I suppose and after the discord of the late 60s and 70s, Britain, politically, arrived on a plateau of benignity. In this new environment the likes of sociology, once the hotbed of radicalism, gave way on the campuses to the touchy-feely options of Humanities and Media Studies.
About the same time (indeed, probably when The Guardian changed its font!) The Face and Channel 4's The Tube came along and journalism and broadcasting suddenly became sexy and that really has to be the death-knell for any craft or trade. The point when people aspire to do something, not because they feel it in the pit of their bowels with a passion, because it's 'cool' and it's 'trendy'.
Well, today's journalists have emerged out of that condition and while Henry Porter you despair at a lack of bite, and you are right to do so, we can see it in your own newspaper where stories about Prince Harry and the Royals will get as much coverage as say the suppression of gay rights in Russia.
Sorry, but there's not going to be any revolution today, nor tomorrow. Not even possibly in a hundred years time, by which time we will be allowing FB and the like to pass us subliminal messages in our REM time.
Your opening question might be more succinctly put as 'why aren't people angry any more'?
I wish I knew an answer. I really do, but as one at the end of an angry generation who stood at Ludgate Circus and stood with my back to Thatcher's, I knew that the damage had long since been done. Her real legacy was the delivery to the markets of the docile, compliant, consumer society and that can only be reflected in our media.
By the time her most genuine acolyte, Tony Blair, pops his clogs, the average reader of the Guardian iPad app will quickly digest an account of his career before swiftly swiping their screen on to the story that really concerns them … more on Prince Georgie's bad behaviour while out nightclubbing at Anabelle's.
The damage is done and the seeds for this stultifying state we now found ourselves in were sown deeply too many years ago.
Around about the 80s, through some bizarre quest for modernity, propelled by I know not by what,
print and broadcasting journalism started to come together under the starrier umbrella of 'media'.
These were the Thatcher years, I suppose and after the discord of the late 60s and 70s, Britain, politically, arrived on a plateau of benignity. In this new environment the likes of sociology, once the hotbed of radicalism, gave way on the campuses to the touchy-feely options of Humanities and Media Studies.
About the same time (indeed, probably when The Guardian changed its font!) The Face and Channel 4's The Tube came along and journalism and broadcasting suddenly became sexy and that really has to be the death-knell for any craft or trade. The point when people aspire to do something, not because they feel it in the pit of their bowels with a passion, because it's 'cool' and it's 'trendy'.
Well, today's journalists have emerged out of that condition and while Henry Porter you despair at a lack of bite, and you are right to do so, we can see it in your own newspaper where stories about Prince Harry and the Royals will get as much coverage as say the suppression of gay rights in Russia.
Sorry, but there's not going to be any revolution today, nor tomorrow. Not even possibly in a hundred years time, by which time we will be allowing FB and the like to pass us subliminal messages in our REM time.
Your opening question might be more succinctly put as 'why aren't people angry any more'?
I wish I knew an answer. I really do, but as one at the end of an angry generation who stood at Ludgate Circus and stood with my back to Thatcher's, I knew that the damage had long since been done. Her real legacy was the delivery to the markets of the docile, compliant, consumer society and that can only be reflected in our media.
By the time her most genuine acolyte, Tony Blair, pops his clogs, the average reader of the Guardian iPad app will quickly digest an account of his career before swiftly swiping their screen on to the story that really concerns them … more on Prince Georgie's bad behaviour while out nightclubbing at Anabelle's.
The damage is done and the seeds for this stultifying state we now found ourselves in were sown deeply too many years ago.
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