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Lost In Transmission

There’s a very long piece in The Dubliner about old media vs. new media or what you may call it, titled On Talking Shite. It is probably easier to read in print format, but it has some quite interesting thoughts, and a good survey of the position of dominant Irish media outlets vis-a-vis online publishing and stuff.

There were some thoughts about blogging which I found engaging, what with me having a blog and that. Call it Talking Shop about Talking Shite, if you will.

While amateur bloggers might be able to point out the inconsistencies in the Bush memoes broadcast by CBS and give a fading story continued online momentum, could they ever have pulled off Watergate? Woodward and Bernstein’s scoop relied on a combination of tip-offs and relentless tedious legwork. An unpaid, self-publishing blogger is unlikely to have the same access, resources, or determination.

By sapping public confidence in professional journalism, bloggers who rage against the MSM may thus be undermining the very culture of confrontational journalism which they claim to represent.

This evaluation of the possibilities of blogging is based on quite a few assumptions, some of which are: one, that there is a reasonably uniform activity known as ‘blogging’ that corresponds roughly to the activities of professional journalists and could be at least proposed as a viable substitute (there isn’t); two, that Watergate was all that important in the scheme of things (it wasn’t, beyond its function as a self-serving myth for journalists), three, that professional journalism as presently constituted is generally a useful instrument for revealing the dark deeds of centres of power to the public (it isn’t), four, that raging against the MSM saps public confidence in professional journalism (it doesn’t), five, that there is a culture of confrontational journalism (there isn’t), six, bloggers claim to represent a culture of confrontational journalism (they don’t). Apart from that, it’s an accurate assessment.

This may be unfair, so I feel I should point out that all assumptions outlined above are likely to be validated by quite a large number of people who call themselves bloggers. So there are lots of people out there who hold that what they do is reasonably comparable to professional journalism, that they represent a culture of confrontational journalism, and so on. But the fact that they do so does not in itself allow us to draw general conclusions about bloggers, any more significantly than the practices of the Legion of Mary as Christians allow us to draw general conclusions about Christians as a whole.

Although the piece manages to identify the silliness of how certain media outlets approach questions of blogs, online journalism and so-on, it still uses the image of the blogger as conjured by these media outlets: the pyjama-bound ranter. Again, this is an image in which some bloggers are also complicit, Pajamas Media being the most obvious example.

Also of interest were the views of Harry Browne:

DIT media lecturer Harry Browne argues that political blogging is a distraction from the real business of marching in the streets and going to branch meetings. According to Browne, if the people are pouring their energies into reading and spreading information while sitting at home, those in power can rest easy. Traditional collective action is more effective, says Browne, at bringing about political change. Blogging promotes what he calls “a narcissistic illusion of presence” because for a blogger who gets a few comments from readers about a post, this may be “more reaction than they get in the real world.” However, he does credit blogging with demystifying journalism and showing that anyone can do it really.

If we assume, for the sake of argument, that there exists a reasonably uniform activity known as ‘blogging’, then we should also allow for the existence of ‘political blogging’. So, let’s say that it exists: how would it specifically, as distinct from any other activity, say table tennis, dog walking, flicking through Heat magazine, distract from (the writer may be paraphrasing) ‘the real business of marching in the streets’? I suppose we could say that because people who blog about politics are those actors most likely to have an interest in political matters, the opportunity cost of writing a post about politics is an hour and a half chained to the gates of an arms manufacturer. But that ain’t necessarily so. The activity of reading or writing a post about some political matter often takes place in concurrence with other, tragically necessary activities, like attending a conference call or eating one’s lunch, or, as is my wont currently, waiting to feed the child at midnight.

There is another important consideration that Browne’s analysis omits: in my experience, traditional modes of association for workers, activists and other interested parties are in decline. People spend more time at work. They don’t live beside the people they work with. It takes a lot more effort than it once did to get to the pub or the other designated meeting place. Internet-based communication, of which weblogs are one component, allows for the possibility for alternative modes of association, alternative communities of interest. So, how do people get on with ‘the real business of marching in the streets’ if they can’t find out about the issues in the first place, since those whom one might naturally expect to write about these issues are, as he (rightly) puts it ‘shit shovellers….processing pseudo-events and dishing them out to the public to suit the interests of power brokers and PR companies’?

In Spanish, when people talk about media, they don’t simply refer to the ‘medios’, the plural of medium. They say ‘medios de comunicación’: communication media. Raymond Williams in Keywords notes the extremes of the meaning of the noun ‘communication’: at the one extreme, you have transmit, a one-way process, and at the other, to share, a common or mutual process. Since, generally speaking, the ‘communication’ part is not rendered explicit in English when considering matters of ‘new’ vs. ‘old’ media, what is considered is how the media differ, in terms of professional vs. amateur, investigative vs. forensic, and so forth, rather than how the forms of communication differ. If you read through the Dubliner piece, you will see that it is primarily concerned with transmission, and addresses the question of blogs etc. on how well they transmit, that is, how well they perform the function of newspapers etc. Nothing wrong with that when you’re concerned with print media on behalf of a printed magazine, but it’s not really a valid basis for developing a proper critique of blogs.

I think, roughly put, newspapers, magazines and TV stations are good at transmitting and bad at sharing, and blogs are good at sharing and bad at transmitting. Newspapers only share when they’re paid to do so, which, unless we can say that McDonalds likes to share its food, isn’t really sharing at all. On the other hand, someone like me shares quite a lot of things, which I produce at a considerable personal opportunity cost (the next best alternative for me would be becoming a captain of industry and having fun on helicopters), with no expectation that it will result in material reward. There’s nothing remarkable about this, unless you think there is something remarkable about two people having a conversation because they feel like it.

Personal? Jesus

My thanks to the individual responsible for the beau geste of nominating me for Best Personal Blog in the Irish Blog Awards. I am touched, since this is the first time I can recall ever being nominated for anything that didn’t principally entail some sort of punishment.

I was looking through the last few months’ content, however, and found that very little of it was primarily ‘personal’. Most of it I would classify primarily as ‘political’, though the distinction between the two is a source of much controversy and really not worth boring the pants off people by addressing here.
Anyway, thanks again to whomever done the deed. I’m glad someone likes what I do here.

Long Day’s Journey Into Shite

In the same way, we never thought to ask, “How will our lives, our way of thinking, be changed by the internet, which has seduced a whole generation with its inanities so that even quite reasonable people will confess that, once they are hooked, it is hard to cut free, and they may find a whole day has passed in blogging etc?”

Doris Lessing probably doesn’t know what blogging is. But that doesn’t make her wrong. Many’s a whole day I have spent poring over inanities in search for something to post on my site.

Blue Blood Barnets

Someone came to this page via the search term ‘Hugh Green Hair’. I was intrigued, and flattered by the interest in my lustrous golden locks. But when I then decided to use the same search to see what others were saying about my hair, I discovered that this was the first article on the subject (my page was second):

The Duchess [of Cornwall] has her hair cut at a different salon, in Belgravia, or at home by celebrity stylist Hugh Green.

He charges £400 for his services, apparently.

Twelfth Monkey

It might be said to be both remiss and out of character for one whose blog got described as ‘the quintessence of calm and genial common sense’ not to thank Mick of Slugger O’Toole for placing me at number 12 in Iain Dale’s Top 20 Irish Blogs, so I post my thanks here. Praise is always welcome, of course, but especially so when it comes in the form of confirmation that one is not a raving nutcase!

M, People

A couple of posts back I reached a thousand posts.

I don’t generally pay too much heed to milestones, but this one is also a milestone in my life since it is the first time I can recall that I have produced a thousand of something through my own free will. This is not to say that everything I have written is the outcome of free will (I’m far too easily influenced for that to be the case), but the decision to post would appear to be.

I wish I had more time to dedicate to this so I could write in more depth about things that interest me. Sometimes I get a bit cheesed off at the uneven quality of the stuff that I post here, and sometimes I cringe when looking back at some of the things I’ve posted, and sometimes I get envious about what others are able to write, but I’m happy enough that among the thousand or so posts there have been some worth reading. If I’d allowed my inclination toward perfectionism to get in my way, I wouldn’t have written anything. There is something to be said for publishing and subsequent damnation.

I thank you all for reading this far.

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October 2021