The ABC is officially on the endangered list. Last week saw 250 jobs axed when management were forced to ameliorate budget shortfall to the tune of $84million. The prime minister soft shoed around the Liberal scroogeing of the national broadcaster, claiming there were no budget cuts. It’s very Monty Python. They’ve set the ABC up to cut itself, and then hold them responsible for the drastic changes; Silly Aunty, see what you’ve done now!
Mr Morrsion neglects to mention that these aggressive internal cuts have been made in response to the government’s indexation freeze on ABC funding, which co-incidentally also amounts to $84million. There are $40million worth of content and staff cuts happening, in Sydney alone. Apparently the Coalition have always thought the ABC were too Sydney-centric. They dress too nice. They’re smart. And they’re troublemakers. You don’t want journalists gathering together forming alliances and collaborating. That’s dangerous. They need to be disparate. They need to be dispersed. They need to be isolated. It’s so much easier to bully and confuse lone regional journalists, than the herds of Ultimo intelligentsia. You certainly don’t want them sharing leads over their lattes.
Let’s not forget that when it comes to bailing out the media, Mr Morrison’s been able to find a few spare coins in his piggy. In April this year he bailed out Mr Murdoch’s struggling regional mastheads to the tune of $50million. Was that for survival, or a slush fund for redundancy payouts?
I was at uni studying journalism when I was 17. The industry that exists now is unrecognisable. You didn’t print media releases. We were taught as journalists that you had to practise due diligence. A media release was just marketing – by publicists working for politicians, or businesses who were trying to sell you a pitch. Your job was to work out what the story was. You generally had to ring a few people for differing opinions. And most times you had to leave the office and go meet with people. Yep, outside. Sometimes it took a week to work out what the story was. You might have had an angle, but you had to source backup materials, and you had to have evidence.
Generally when a story like this came into being it spelt trouble for people in power. It was about exposing corruption, a.k.a keeping the bastards honest. Old school journalism was the slow food of its era. You didn’t have to file five stories per day. Sometimes all you had was one or two a week. They were researched, and presented at length. They weren’t the short form re-hashed populist drive-thru click bait that ‘journalists’ are forced to create in the 24-hour news cycle. From News Corp to News Porn.
The 24-hour news cycle sounds like we should have more news – because it’s constant. What we have is less news and more noise. Stories that are created by the cannibalising of other stories which in turn were cannibalised… creating a kind of newsy porridge. The other day I read a news story about $30 cookware at Aldi that rivalled the Le Creuset range. Is that news? Did they ring a secondary source to back this claim? Maybe someone at Chasseur?
I got caught in a weird story that’s not a story this week. My soapbox from last week, that I blog on my facebook page, got picked up by Mamamia to reprint with my approval. Then I discovered The Daily Mail had run an article that cannibalised the story from Mamamia once it saw it got traction with women on their socials. It rewrote the story, and quoted me, like I was in an interview – turning it into a ‘news’ item instead of an opinion blog – featuring the headline ‘Woman 52 gives up housework’. This story popped up just as I was writing this piece. 12 hours later a friend texted me to tell me they’d just talked about my housework story on Sunrise.
It was a blog about how I was sick of doing housework. I certainly didn’t expect something that innocuous to become a news item.
Over the last decade there has been a constant whittling down of ABC resources – the last bastion of media we have that still does due diligence in their reporting. Without a national voice that isn’t funded by corporate interest, how will Australians get independent information?
I guess, in future, when it comes to cooking up a story, we’re going to have to get used to the $30 pot.
For four decades The Echo has printed the stories some people loved, some people hated, and some pretended not to read. If you want us to keep telling the truth, the real truth, not the sugar-coated version. We’ll need your support to keep the presses rolling. 
