Strewth!
The Leveson Inquiry into the conduct of the Press has now been going on for
more than 6 months. M’ learned friends must be raking it in.
The
origins lie in the News Corp bid to acquire the balance of shares in BskyB.
Vince Cable, the Business Secretary responsible, very properly referred it to
Ofcom, the media regulator. But Vince got caught in a sting operation by the
Daily Telegraph in which he rashly said that he had ‘declared war’ on Murdoch.
Dave immediately relieved him of the decision on the grounds that he could no
longer be regarded as impartial. So far so good.
Enter
Jeremy Hunt, the Culture Minister.
Ofcom
recommended that the bid should be referred to the Competition Commission. If
Hunt had accepted this advice he would not now be in deep merde.
Instead,
he decided to seek ‘undertakings in lieu’, whatever that may mean. The bid was
given the go-ahead if Sky News was put under ‘independent control’ (?). My
reaction at the time was ‘Stitch-up!’ With Murdoch already owning an
unhealthily large chunk of the British media, TV and print, how could this
possibly be allowed? This was nearly as incomprehensible as deeming ‘Dirty
Desmond’, the Top Shelf millionaire, to be ‘fit and proper’ to take over
Channel 5.
At
this point the spaghetti hits the air-conditioning.
The
Grauniad exposes phone hacking at the News of the World in connection with e
murder of a teenager, Milly Dowler. Six
days later, Murdoch closed this venerable institution, the Sunday with the
biggest circulation. Three days after
this News Corp withdraws its bid. Cameron sets up the Leveson Inquiry into
media standards.
At
this point the Law of Unexpected Consequences comes in with a bang. The Old
Bill is now involved. Collars are felt. It begins to emerge that hacking is
commonplace, not an aberration by the NoW.
And
now the scenario changes as it is revealed that the media and politicians of
all stripes are so far up each other that they might just as well be Tweedledee
and Tweedledum.
We
have an outbreak of anguished handwringing about the awful possibility that
political parties and publishers do deals, hob-nob in country houses, scratch
each other’s backs, go to fancy restaurants together. Oh, the shame of it. Who
would have thought it? Politicians even had hefty retainers for writing ghosted
garbage in the Sun and elsewhere.
So
let’s get back to reality.
The
real issue is whether Dave and his understrappers nodded through Murdoch’s
BSkyB bid in return for support by News Corp. After all, Murdoch always boasted
that he could determine the result of any election (remember ‘It woz the Sun
wot done it!’ ?).
We
are told that Hunt merely followed the legal and other advice imparted by his
advisors. Nothing more. But his role was to exercise his Ministerial judgment.
Why,
on his own admission, did he not do so? Why did he not disclose that he was
matey with Frederic Michel, News Corp’s mouthpiece? Why did he not refer the
bid to the Competition Commission as suggested by Ofcom? Was his brief from
Dave to nod it through?
But
we do know that at all times he has acted properly and that he is now the
victim of a witch-hunt. How so? Because I read it in the Sunday Times. A
Murdoch paper.
And
the strong possibility that may emerge from Leveson is that the freedom of the
press will be reined-in; to become more deferential for fear of losing
‘authorisation’, as in the US, or
hobbled by legal and administrative restrictions, as in France. I forecast
less investigative journalism. I predict that the Red Tops will become more
like the Star, our largest circulation paper which never gets it wrong because
it never publishes any news whatsoever.
One
thing is certain.
The
media will never be the same again!
I
recall that some years ago when the Red Tops were being more than usually
obnoxious about Her Maj, David ‘Toe-sucker’ Mellor said ‘The Press is drinking
in the last chance saloon’.
Cheers!