Vinod Mehta, the editor of Outlook, had said sometime back that the reader is a nice hypocrite. And he’s right. We criticise our papers and channels for their journalistic standards, but we don’t do the one thing that would stop these media houses from doing what they do: stop subscribing to them.
The operations of media houses, like any other business houses, are largely dictated by subscriber demand. Had the subscriber demanded greater journalistic integrity, he would have got it. He didn’t. He chose to watch the tamasha – the cat stuck on the rooftop, or the man holding a gun to his own head — but insisted, as he watched, that this programming is rubbish.
Hence, it’s dangerous when the same people ask the government to regulate the news media. Regulation won’t solve a thing. It would only feed more power into the hands of the government to keep critical information away from the public. I’d agree that self-regulation is a way forward, but state-endorsed censorship would prove disastrous.
I agree with Vir Sanghvi’s thoughts in the recent edition of his column, Counterpoint.
One of my concerns is that we have lost sight of the distinction between ‘bad’ and ‘unethical’. You may not like my articles. You may think I write badly. You may not think much of the HT as a whole, even.
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The recourse available to you is not legal; it is commercial. Stop buying the HT. Or at any rate, stop reading me. But you cannot demand a ban on me or the paper because you think my articles are crap, or because if I pontificate too much.
It’s the same with TV. To say — as I do — that the channels did not cover themselves with glory is not to say that therefore, they should be censored or banned.
It is plain commerce. Why is it so hard to understand in a country that’s known to be good at trade?
I don’t know if this is happening to you, but I’m sure fairly sure there are plenty of Indians out there who have shared this experience with me.
I have been having recurring dreams about the terror attacks on Mumbai. I see myself with a weapon in my hand and taking to the street, exchanging fire with people. I don’t remember who these people were but my subconscious mind might have scripted them along the lines of the Mumbai terrorists.
I’ve had a similar, crazy dream in my younger days. Lots of Americans had weird dreams about Sarah Palin when she entered the presidential elections. But this is quite different.
And I’m sure much of this stems from the anger over the terror strikes. Anger, that still hasn’t found its way out.
I have a peculiar problem. I fumble over phonetic alphabets while instructing people over the phone.
Today, for example, I was on the line with a customer care executive. I was telling him the model number for my DVD player, which needs repair.
So, since the model number was alphanumeric, I used phonetic alphabets – like ‘D for Delhi’, ‘E for Elephant’ so that he may not mistake ‘D’ for ‘T’, ‘A’ for ‘J’ and suchlike.
Those were the easier ones.
What is the first word that comes to your mind when you think of the letter F?
Or S.
Or P.
Or B.
Maybe I have a rotten, corrupt mind, but I struggle to promptly come up with ‘clean’ words for some letters.