The obsession with Tiger Woods proves it: we’ve lost our marbles.
Australia is drying up. Dubai is in the toilet. The Large Hadron Collider is smashing atoms. Our world is full of economic turmoil, prisoner torture, tax tantrums, pit bulls posing as statesmen … also genuine art, beauty, acts of compassion, marvels of all kinds. All pushed off the page/airwave/bandwidth by some American celebrity’s auto antics.
I can’t decide who should be most embarrassed: the audience who ingests the mountain of crap about his stupid car thingy, or the so-called journalists who dish it up.
It’s a car crash, people. Who cares where he was going or who he was seeing? He’s a golf player. Get a grip already.
The obsession with Tiger Woods proves it: we’ve lost our marbles.
Australia is drying up. Dubai is in the toilet. The Large Hadron Collider is smashing atoms. Our world is full of economic turmoil, prisoner torture, tax tantrums, pit bulls posing as statesmen … also genuine art, beauty, acts of compassion, marvels of all kinds. All pushed off the page/airwave/bandwidth by some American celebrity’s auto antics.
I can’t decide who should be most embarrassed: the audience who ingests the mountain of crap about his stupid car thingy, or the so-called journalists who dish it up.
It’s a car crash, people. Who cares where he was going or who he was seeing? He’s a golf player. Get a grip already.
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Enough of Tiger Woods already
The obsession with Tiger Woods proves it: we’ve lost our marbles.
Australia is drying up. Dubai is in the toilet. The Large Hadron Collider is smashing atoms. Our world is full of economic turmoil, prisoner torture, tax tantrums, pit bulls posing as statesmen … also genuine art, beauty, acts of compassion, marvels of all kinds. All pushed off the page/airwave/bandwidth by some American celebrity’s auto antics.
I can’t decide who should be most embarrassed: the audience who ingests the mountain of crap about his stupid car thingy, or the so-called journalists who dish it up.
It’s a car crash, people. Who cares where he was going or who he was seeing? He’s a golf player. Get a grip already.
The obsession with Tiger Woods proves it: we’ve lost our marbles.
Australia is drying up. Dubai is in the toilet. The Large Hadron Collider is smashing atoms. Our world is full of economic turmoil, prisoner torture, tax tantrums, pit bulls posing as statesmen … also genuine art, beauty, acts of compassion, marvels of all kinds. All pushed off the page/airwave/bandwidth by some American celebrity’s auto antics.
I can’t decide who should be most embarrassed: the audience who ingests the mountain of crap about his stupid car thingy, or the so-called journalists who dish it up.
It’s a car crash, people. Who cares where he was going or who he was seeing? He’s a golf player. Get a grip already.
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December 2, 2009
The Tiger has bumped the
The Tiger has bumped the swine (flu).
What venial event will push the golfer from the headlines?
And I agree, why do “journalists” pump out this trivia?
December 2, 2009
It was just a car crash in
It was just a car crash in Paris in 1997 when a woman named Diana died.In 1972 a rich guy checked in to a Vancouver hotel for two years and reporters rented planes to fly past his window hoping to take a picture. His name was Howard Hughes.
To express embarassment or shock at celebrity journalism is naive at best. And to ponder whether the media or the audience is more at fault is a chicken and egg arguement.
Celebrity is a journalistic trump card that draws reporters like a flame pulls in moths. Sometimes the reporters themselves even become the celebrities, as my old friend Arthur Kent (the Scud Stud) found out to his dismay.
Pour yourself a glass of warm milk because the Tiger Woods story is not going away any time soon. My take on the story is here; http://mediacoachblog.wordpress.com/
December 13, 2009
Normally I can take this
Normally I can take this stuff with a shrug, but it really bothers me to see CBC is paying for Keith Boag to provide coverage from Los Angeles. Surely it would have been better to invest in an extra hand in Copenhagen this past week, or to invest Mr. Boag’s time in a more meaningful story. I fail to see how Mr. Wood’s Gillette endorsement impacts Canada in any way that would warrent top coverage in our national news. I think it was running as the second story yesterday, unbelievable.
December 15, 2009
Ken, I’ve had my warm milk,
Ken, I’ve had my warm milk, but I still believe that the reason the Woods story is “not going away anytime soon” is because the hacks who write this stuff, and the editors who order it up day after day, and the agony aunts who moralize about it, make a very conscious decision to keep this story inflated. They have choices, but it’s easier to engage with Tiger’s hot text messages than with, say, global warming or how Afghani prisoner are treated. And more fun too.
The old bone about how “we’re just feeding the public’s appetite” is a cop-out. Whether it’s food or news, appetites are formed by those dishing it out. What is celebrity, after all, but what we choose to make of it?
December 16, 2009
re over tigerficationon the
re over tigerficationon the airways.
I do so love those existential journalists who are secure enough financially and laudably safe and secure in sinecure to chide clunk and chastise the CBC for planting a couple of journalists in LA to cover the Tiger Tiger guiding light/ knocking spikes by candlelight file / to wit: Keith the Boag and the fluttering Futterman in LA.
One esoteric blogger wrote that the CBC might better serve its listeners/readers/viewers by posting Boag to Copenhagen where he could cover trenchant meanders into climate change and practical jokes played on world news organizations who apparently have sent their A-teams of crack fact checkers and writers who seem willing to print willy-nilly any and all manner of absurd correspondence without casting a mediocre jaundiced introspection of due diligence … to wit: those pranksters who filed several salacious stories based on info contained on bogus environment canada letterhead.
Poor mother CBC can’t win. When it actually tries to jump on a news story that – like it or not all you fancy pants hard news junkies and loyalists – has a fairly large – draws viewers, we pour scorn on their efforts to generate some income – by giving the people what they want. They want Tiger. Tiger equals interest, equals watchers equals income. You know the knee bone connected to the hip bone and the hip bone connected to the wallet.
People – I appreciate your high-falutin’ jaundiced take on the Tiger Tiger burning bright debacle – but let’s not forget that part of journalism includes making a half-assed attempt to pay the freaking bills. Love those ethics and that twittering moral approbation … but CBC is just trying to ply the bottom line in a drowning pool of red ink. Working journalists are losing jobs chock-a-block. Cut the mother ship some slack. You go CBC … and grab that Tiger by the tail.