I was tweeting tonight. Nothing unusual about that on a Sunday – or any other day that ends in a ‘y’.
Anyway, somebody popped onto my timeline with the following: It’s safe ground, for a journo or anyone else to have a pop at the BNP, which he went on to do more forcefully later on, and we’re fully behind him on that.
But by now, it’s a bit passe, old hat, tried and tested, going over well-trodden ground… and above all safe.
I’m sat there thinking, “This man should have more than an inside story on who precisely the power holding rogues are. What’s he running frit of ?”
Wouldn’t it be more incisive if he was questioning those corrupt individuals and parties who are holding and abusing power right here, right now?” i.e. doing his job properly, setting an example to his staff, researching carefully, finding torrents of scandal and abuse, writing it all up, clearing it with his courageous superiors and reporting back to the public who buy the newspapers.
I suppose that’d be a bit more challenging than just steering clear of all corruption, collecting the salary, enjoying the perks, taking orders from above and bending to the will of a board of executives who must be obeyed.
So with that kind of nonsense going on, which has now become de rigueur not just in Liverpool but the length and breadth of this ‘democracy’, it’s highly unlikely he’ll jeopardise his position and risk upsetting the applecart in favour of free, fair and fearless reporting.
But how quaint – do older readers remember those ante-Murdochian journalistic values? What happened to them? Apologies for reminding you that they DID once exist right across the nation. But how quickly they disappeared.
I tweeted back on the subject of perspective, hopeful of a response…
Nothing came back. But no matter. I was a little uncouth, and didn’t ask him a question anyway.
But soon, he was off again…
Now it was the turn of the LibDems and the Greens to harken to what the Liverpool Echo’s DB had been told.
I chimed in a little brusquely, again wondering, “Where’s the perspective here”…?
Sorry David, but no you didn’t. See your first tweet at the top – 41,797 – you gave me the number of votes cast on Thursday just gone, in the European election – and definitely not the size of the St Helen’s electorate.
Unless ALL those entitled to vote in St Helens voted? A 100% turnout? Was that it?
OK, we only get 140 characters per tweet, but sadly, David’s tweets didn’t provide any perspective on how many had voted from the total electorate – i.e. those qualified and entitled to vote. Instead of wrongly concluding we we’re getting the full picture – we would then have something approaching the reality of the situation…
Which is that the majority of the electorate would not be voting because they don’t perceive that it will change anything. The unseen, unspoken elephant in the room that lazy journalism feeds into, protects and enables.
But sloppiness won the day, and people will have jumped to the wrong conclusions – again. Guaranteed.
If he’s wanting to inform and educate the masses, why only give half the picture? As an aside, I pointed out the definition of ‘electorate’ to him:
The response? He went all quiet on me.
Not that David’s sudden, self-imposed quietude is what bothers me about our shrinkingly reticent UK media. It’s the global, rabbit in the headlights, petrified kind of silence that many of them seem to have adopted because they’re too shit scared to argue with their editor / proprietor, or blow the whistle on abuse or impropriety, or complain when they’re not allowed to investigate scandal properly, or pack their bags and leave, or protest when they’re prevented from doing a proper job in the service of their paying readers. *(see John Brace’s comment below…)
On June 2nd, Councillor Steve Foulkes, the former portfolio holder for social services at Wirral Council will be in the Floral Pavilion, New Brighton, being invested as mayor. Here is just one of his ‘achievements’ from a roll-call of many more:
Despite sterling work from the Wirral Globe in the past, no newspaper has independently got onto this travesty of a mayor making ceremony. It’s been left to the excellent and incorruptible Wirral Leaks blog to keep the public in the know.
I’m assuming the bent status quo that existed before whistleblower Martin Morton was forced out of the council for blowing the whistle against the crooked managers and councillors behind an 8 year long plundering of £736,756.97 from the bank accounts of many of the council’s vulnerable learning disabled tenants…
…has been fully restored.
As far as newspapers and press coverage go, I’ve gone out on a limb, and don’t know the field I’m complaining about well enough to put up a detailed, compelling and comprehensive argument – that’s obvious. I’m an ex-leading radio operator, ex-school security patrolman, ex-digger of roads, ex-jointer of cables, ex-designer of street lighting layouts – forced out twice – turned blogger and campaigner.
A person with the in-house knowledge could come on here and potentially destroy my case. I’m sure of that.
But this is what I’m also sure of. I’m a punter who used to buy and read newspapers daily, doesn’t any longer, and won’t ever again.