…from the quill of Antisthenes the Younger
If you are dismayed by the state of journalism generally and in Australia in particular you may be pleased to know that there appears to be a silver lining on that dark cloud of politically correct ignorance.
“Women now make up 55.5% of Australian journalists, a significant increase from 20 years ago when they represented little ore (sic) than 30 per cent, and women account for about 70 per cent of journalism students, according to a recent survey conducted by the University of the Sunshine Coast.” (bmag 09 july 2013)
A long time ago I had a friend studying journalism who could not hack the propaganda pumped by the Mao-Marxist faculty so he gave up and studied something else. Oh, those were the times when at least the hard science was apolitical! He would have problems now. He had the advantage in that his parents were refugees from two different “peoples democracies” and thus had some home schooling in distinguishing right from wrong.
Today most students know no better and the female students in particular are notorious for uncritically swallowing whatever pulp the masters ejaculate. No wonder they so successful in getting journalistic degrees and taking over what used to be a profession.
One example sticks in my mind – a “foreign correspondent” for the Australian Broadcasting Commission, a.k.a ALP Propaganda Commissariat, I am not sure of her name, but it sound like “silly sara”, showing herself wrapped up like a half-baked kebab when allegedly reporting from Muslim or semi-Muslim countries with her inane but oh so left and pro-Islamic commentary. Perhaps she wishes to visually emphasise her sympathies, or perhaps to suggest that she is on a dangerous assignment. And this reminds me of the famous flack jackets of the media hacks (hackettes?) in Baghdad. During the 2003 US invasion of Iraq the most of Western journalists were confined to The Palestine hotel, except when busied to briefings by the Comic Ali (an Iraqi version of our Climate Ali, Timothy Flannery). So from time to time they trampled on the roof of the hotel, positioned themselves in front of some distant smoke or, if lucky, flashes on the horizon, and in flack jackets and sometimes even helmets breathlessly “reported” something one of their more enterprising colleagues was told by a hotel cook. It looked so dramatic, until once some cameraman, God bless his soul, kept the camera rolling. It showed a female reporter, at the end of her “reportage”, catching her breath, taking off her bulletproof vest, and handling it to her sister-in-journalism, who was calmly standing by, finishing her cigarette while waiting for her turn of the war-zone drama. [Robert Fisk, an English writer, disparagingly mentions “hotel journalism”]
That this sort of fraudulent reporting is not limited to distant and admittedly somewhat unsafe parts of the world is shown by the case of Ms Melissa Mallet, a Brisbane TV reporter, who was dramatically (in a live broadcast) describing a search for the remains of a missing teenager Daniel Morcombe, while she was sitting in a helicopter. That, with its blades rotating, was safely on the ground on the Channel Nine helipad, approximately sixty kilometres from the search area. (As this happened to be filmed by a rival network, three journalists were sacked and one resigned. I wonder for which media organisation are they working now – ABC?)
Those burkas, shawls or whatever may or may not be just superficial props. For all I know “silly sara” and sisters of her ilk may walk like that at home to please the Sunni husbands and the other wives. But their abysmal lack of insight into anything of substance and their persistent attempts to twist any story into feminine suffering, US imperialism, white, exclusively white, racism, unbridled capitalism and, preferably, the combination thereof, makes mockery of the journalism as some of us still remember.
There are, of course, highly competent and honest female journalists: Janet Albrechtsen (Aus), Melanie Phillips (GB), Michele Malkin (USA); to mention just a few I read. Unfortunately, they are the rare exceptions.
Most Australian female journalists are ready to get their Fallopian tubes in a knot when a semi-naked Australian Defence Forces female cadet is photographed by a male cadet, even if with her consent, but a widespread cliteridectomy in Muslim suburbs of Australia leaves them cold. They are not likely to write about the Heiner Affair – an aboriginal girl’s suffering has to take a second place to the preservation of the Labor rule and of the saintly, caring images of comrade Goss (ex-Labor Premier), comrade Rudd (Labor Prime Minister) and others. Their faux-feminist outrage is highly selective. As to the ethic – they have none.
You may wonder why this influx of amoral incompetents into the already putrid pool of Burchett‘s and Pilger‘s version of journalism, recently injected with the environmental anti-scientific religion, is supposed to be good. I believe, or rather hope, that the journalists’ ignorance of history and science, coupled with lack of ethic, logic and reason will strangle the main stream media.
Even universities admit that their “journalistic” products are hardly employable – 61% as opposed to engineering and medicine graduates with 100%. This means that the PC affirmative action will kick in and the media will be taken over by women. The inevitable consequence of this development will be that nobody will read, listen or watch the main stream media and the literate public will be increasingly turning to the alternative – blogs (such as this one) etc. And that’s the good news.