When I studied Journalism at university, we were taught that news is what was is newsworthy.
Well, duh! But what they meant is that news is an item that is interesting to you. It is what is new and close to you in location and interest- the closer proximity the better.
This explains all the investigative prime time television shows about the price of milk comparisons across supermarket chains in Sydney.
I remember reading “Gotcha”- a book about the rise of celebrity and how everyone is going to want their 15 minutes of fame. This was before the rise of reality television which made the theory a true.
It spoke about celebrities such as Madonna and Kylie Minogue and how their ability to constantly reinvent themselves would ensure them longevity in the media spotlight.
And now, it seems that the only kind of news is celebrity news. Most people seem more concerned about the size of Kris Kardashian’s divorce settlement than the number of people that died in the last drought in Somalia.
Perhaps people have so much negativity in their lives that they only want to see the happy news stories like the new baby giraffe in Belfast Zoo? Maybe your personal Facebook feed is of more interest to you than the UK’s BBC News?
Which reminds me, how are we ever supposed to get balanced journalism in a country where the media is essentially owned by only two entities?
I suppose it’s easy for me to criticise. I decided not to participate in the journalistic dialogue when I was told that I would have to write boring local stories that I wouldn’t want to write for the salary of less than a normal person needs to live.
But now, there is blogging, and I can write what I want, when I want- so here it is.