Anchorwoman: How low can we go?
Let's get some things straight right out of the starting gate: No, I don't have the face or body for television (only because the medium is so intently -- and stupidly -- focused on cosmetic beauty). No, I'm not bitter about that. And yes, I fully expect some people who read this little rant to think it's more firmly rooted in jealousy than in genuine concern for journalism. To them I say, "Kiss my byline."
When I first heard that
KYTX, a Tyler, Texas, TV station has hired a beauty pageant winner with absolutely no background in journalism to read the news, I thought it was just a joke. And her efforts to break into TV will be the basis of a reality show, too?! I laughed even harder.
But this is, sadly, no joke -- just more reason to believe that some people in journalism have lost their minds.
The sheer stupidity of the tarted-up newscast in Tyler angers me. It's demeaning to women (Are you
surprised the station isn't trying this with a former Chippendale?). It's demeaning to
ALL television journalists who have worked hard to learn the trade of responsible, ethical and indepth journalism (This little experiment screams, "You, too, can leap from the catwalk to the anchor desk as long as you know how to rip and read!"). And it's certainly demeaning to the general public, which deserves nothing less than thoughtful and thorough news. People have every reason to shake their heads at this travesty in Tyler and consider it one more example of how ratings (and, therefore, money) trump good journalism.
Please don't think I'm picking only on TV here. Newsrooms of all stripes have done some royally stupid things lately. However, three incredibly dumb moves brought to my attention this week all happen to revolve around TV stations.
In addition to the silliness in Tyler, there's the contest being run by
a Denver radio station wanting to know who deserves the title of "hottest newsie." I cringed a few recent mornings on my way to work as some of the journalist "contestants" yukked it up on the air with the deejays. Everyone managed nicely to avoid
any mention of the importance and difficulty of the reporters' work. But chitchat about their dogs and favorite hair and skin products? No problem!
Then, there's the news team at WGME in Portland, Maine, which appears in
one of the biggest assualts on journalism integrity ever to hit the silver screen. But hey, I give them credit for managing to promote a theater and their newscast while also directing moviegoers to turn off their cell phones and pick up their trash. That takes real talent!
Wake up, people. You're harming journalism -- and looking fabulous as you do so.