CJR has an uncanny ability to not see reality, a truly remarkable feat considering journalists are supposed to be able to report on it. Their latest describes how newsroom relations are bad.
You don’t say.
They have always been bad. Sometimes downright abusive. There is screaming. Sexual harassment was always a problem as was the casting couch. The pay was measly. Competitiveness and backstabbing common. Job security was always an issue. An outlet could be sold at any time, and reporters would not find out until either half hour before the press release, or when one of their colleagues called to ask for a comment for their own story.
This was always considered part of the job, and people endured so they could brag that they were journalists. It meant something, once upon a time. It had prestige, and you sometimes thought you had notoriety. You swallowed a lot because you could brag at dinner parties that you were a journalist doing Big, Important Things, and show up the girl who turned you down for a date at your high school reunion.
And if your stories were interesting enough, perhaps you would parlay that into a television show and book deals.
Then the industry imploded.
People are losing their jobs in droves, and even family dynasties are becoming a thing of the past. There is no second chance to find somewhere else to do journalism. Once upon a time, you could teach at colleges or universities, but even that well has run dry. PR firm work is also not as easy to find as social media has become more integral to marketing campaigns.
Now the internal backlash begins.
The strategy of sucking it up is now wasted. Journalists are now seen with suspicion, and putting up with abuse has netted them nothing. Now there is open war against management, but with journalists complaining management has been the only ones who weren’t attune to the changing times.
But it was a mutual ignorance. They used shallow window-dressing thinking they were doing things differently. They weren’t.
This article is typical CJR obtuseness. The anger comes from broken dreams and illusions. It could have been different if the profession took risks, and were willing to be open and experimental.
It never happened, and now the cannibalization comes out in the open.