The only ones left can fly, or think they can.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Why Is News So Negative These Days?


By Thomas Patterson


In last week’s second installment of this five-part series, I discussed how changes in the nature of campaigning have contributed to the decline in voter involvement during the past four decades. That decline extends to voting in primary and general elections and to attention to televised debates and other forms of election communication.

In this installment, I describe how changes in news reporting, including the coverage of campaigns, have diminished the appeal of election politics. Evidence for this argument comes from the Vanishing Voter Project (www.vanishingvoter.org) that I co-directed at Harvard University’s Shorenstein Center on the Press, Politics and Public Policy during the 2000 campaign. Through weekly national surveys, we interviewed nearly 100,000 Americans during the course of the campaign to discover why they are disengaging from elections.

The Bad News Chorus

On the network evening newscasts during the 2000 general election, George W. Bush’s coverage was 63 percent negative in tone and only 37 percent positive. Al Gore’s coverage was no better. A good deal of Bush’s coverage suggested that he was not very smart. There were nine such claims in the news for every contrary claim. Gore’s coverage was dotted with suggestions he was not all that truthful. Such claims outpaced rebuttals by seventeen to one.1 Although the press is often accused of having a liberal bias, its real bias is a preference for the negative. The news was not always so downbeat. When John F. Kennedy and Richard Nixon sought the presidency in 1960, 75 percent of their coverage was favorable in tone and only 25 percent was unfavorable. By the 1980s campaign, however, election news coverage had reached a point where more than half of it was negative. Since then, no major-party presidential nominee has received on balance more positive news than negative news over the course of the campaign.2 This change is attributable in part to the poisonous effect of Vietnam and Watergate on the relationship between the journalist and the politician. A larger influence, however, has been the emergence of an interpretive style of reporting. In the 1960s, this style began to supplant the older descriptive style where the journalist’s main goal was the straightforward reporting of the facts of events. Since the facts were often based on what newsmakers had said or done, they had considerable control over the coverage they received. Much of the “good press” that Kennedy and Nixon received in 1960 came from what they themselves said about their candidacies. On the other hand, interpretive journalism thrusts the reporter into the role of analyst and judge. The journalist gives meaning to a news event by supplying the analytical context. The journalist is thus positioned to give shape to the news in a way that the descriptive style did not allow. The power of the journalists to construct the news is apparent from the extent to which their voices now dominate the coverage. Whereas reporters were once the passive voice behind the news, they now get more time than the newsmakers they cover. On the nightly newscasts, the journalists covering Bush and Gore in 2000 spoke six minutes for every minute the candidates spoke.3 The shift in the style of reporting from a descriptive to an interpretive form began in the 1960s when the television networks launched their 30-minute evening newscasts and expanded their reporting staffs in order to deliver picture-based news. The networks quickly discovered that descriptive reporting was too flat for the television medium and that viewers did not have to be told things they could see with their own eyes. Gradually, the networks developed a narrative style of reporting built around interpretive themes that gave their news stories a clear beginning, middle, and an end. Several years later, the daily newspapers followed suit. To add value to stories that their readers had already heard on the newscasts, newspapers developed an analytical style of coverage that focused on the “why” as well as the “what” of news events. Interpretive reporting has unleashed the skepticism traditional in American journalism. This style requires reporters to give shape to the news, and they tend naturally to shape it around their perspective on politics. To the journalist, politics is not a struggle over policy issues. They see it largely as a competitive game waged between power-hungry leaders. Politicians’ failings and disputes are played up; their successes and overtures are played down. The 1996 Republican nominating race is a case in point. The media analyst Robert Lichter examined the GOP hopefuls’ television ads and stump speeches. Over half the ads (56 percent) were positive in tone and nearly two-thirds (66 percent) of the assertions in the candidates’ speeches were positive statements about what they hoped to accomplish if elected. These dimensions of the Republican campaign were seldom mentioned in news reports. The candidates’ negative ads and their attacks on opponents filled the news. “Forget about the issues,” ABC’s Peter Jennings said of the Republican race, “there is enough mud being tossed around . . . to keep a health spa supplied for a lifetime.”4
The tone of news coverage affects people’s opinions of candidates for public office. A study of the 1960-1992 campaigns found that negative impressions of presidential candidates increased step by step with the increase in negative coverage.5 Gallup polls provide another indicator of the effect of the increase in negative coverage. Between 1936 and 1968, Barry Goldwater was the only major-party presidential nominee who had a more negative than positive public image at the end of the campaign. Since 1968, in the era of interpretive journalism, a third of the presidential nominees have been perceived unfavorably and another third have had marginally favorable ratings. Negative news is not the only reason Americans are dissatisfied with politics and elections, but it is among those reasons and, as their dissatisfaction has risen, so has their inclination to stay home on Election Day.

1 See, Robert Lichter, “A Plague on Both Your Parties: Substance and Fairness in TV Election News,” Harvard International Journal of Press/Politics 6, no. 6 (Summer 2001): 16; Project for Excellence in Journalism data, web download, March 7, 2002.

2 Patterson, Out of Order, ch. 1.

3 Lichter, “Plague on Both Parties,” p. 17.

4 “The Bad News Campaign,” Media Monitor 10, no. 2 (March/April 1996): 3-6.

5 Patterson, Out of Order, ch. 1.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Holy fuck shit

BBC News
San Francisco Takes Olympic Torch Off-Route
Washington Post, United States - 49 minutes ago
By Karl Vick Spooked by protests that overwhelmed the Olympic torch relays in Paris and London earlier in the week, city officials on Wednesday opted to ...
Thorpie To Run With The Torch Same Same
Olympic torch relay detoured in San Francisco USA Today
Globe and Mail - Salon - Salon - Guardian

Comment by Kai Chen, Former Player, Chinese National Basketball Team: A Sick Woman Denying China is Still Sick - 12 hours ago

This Christian Science Monitor article with my comments in it also quoted from another Chinese athlete, swimmer Lin Li who won the gold in 1992 Barcelona Olympics, saying that China is her pride for the Chinese are no longer "Sick Men of East Asia".

What a joke!! Lin Li was one of those miracle women swimmers under the East German coaches who were heavily involved in steroids and illegal drugs in order to earn gold medals for their beloved motherland. Their scheme was only discovered much later and the Chinese miracle swimmers suddenly disappeared from the international competitions for good. Yet this Chinese woman swimmer calls China no longer a Sick Man of East Asia. What a sick woman!! Now you know China is still sick as hell and here is a sick woman to prove my point, with a heavily poisoned body and mind by the Chinese sports authority, still denying the fact that she has always been sick. To wit: These are incurable diseases -- sick in the mind, sick in the body, sick in the soul as well.

There should be a thorough investigation over the Chinese miracle women swimmers using steroids and illegal drugs during the early 1990s. When the truth comes out, the world will know how sick China has always been, and China is still now.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Monday, March 10, 2008

Howdy Folks

Well that last post was nothing short of an embarassing, sobbing mess of a post so i guess i'm just going to have to qualify it with... something.

So in the past few months i've been grappling with the question of motivation. Why am I going to classes and studying things that I literally have no interest in? it does not make sense to me. On that philosophy I have been fairly actively, not going to French and\or -okay "and"- Logic. What this means of course, is that for the most part, and with some great confidence, I am failing both courses.

Naturally this depresses me somewhat.

The dissonance occurs, of course, in the realisation that I care very little about either of these courses. And at this moment in my life i'd much rather be doing something that I legitimately love. This revelation might have sprung out of the utterly phenomenal quarter I had last year, what with my creative writing class and Rose in E105 with professor Ngugi and just all-around amazingness. But that's how it is.

This is a stupid philosophy, but these slipshod ideological trappings are simply there to convince myself that there is a guiding, unitary purpose as to why I would much rather stay at home and play videogames than go to class. It probably will not end well. My parents will probably be rather perturbed by this. At one point or another I will let it slip that "hey mom and dad, I failed two courses this spring. Intentionally... not like American superheroes that came ouf of a botched after-deadline drop attempt, but out of sheer negligence." And they'll be disappointed in me which really just

I hate these courses but I really don't want to disappoint them especially given the faith they've given me in taking care of my own studies. This feels like a betrayal of that trust because it is, and though I really do not like these courses (at all) I feel like I've failed them. and that fucking sucks.

So if you need me I'll be here in the library, trying to convince myself to stop procrastinating and get cracking so I can (maybe, hah, that's a gas) salvage my grades and not have to repeat three courses next quarter. Congratulations to failure of the century.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Run at the mind

So I've been trying to figure out what I enjoy of late. It's a question that frankly, has been evading me because in the process of figuring out what and how and why i need to do things it's been something that i need to figure out

New York was about leaving high school behind, but since then I don't quite know where to move forward. I still do know what I have a slight aptitude for but writing's a stress relief and a joy. It's a passion yes, but it still - at least for me- requires such passion and drive that I very rarely engage in it at all. Gaming is there, yes, but competetive gaming against other players is my darkest side and regular gaming - while truly a joy - remains symptomatic of my hermitude.

REally if I think about it the majority of the things I do that I enjoy revolve around mostly never leaving the house and remaining shielded, aloof, and largely absent from the world outside. Many may recognize this as the lifestyle held by Andy in "The 40-Year-Old Virgin". This awareness does not lend well to any semblance of self-confidence. I'm not proud of who I am and what I enjoy doing. I'm not proud of being a gamer and I'm not proud of being attached to that culture of internet phantoms.

Simultaneously I don't know where to go. More important than the issue of ever getting a girlfriend ( though this point leads there, one hopes ) is the question of "what do you want"? And I do not know. My current vision of happiness involves somebody to laugh and share life with and happily experiencing the mundane together. But that's largely contingent on somebody else being present and getting there entails that I need to be happy with myself first. And that's really been evident in many social situations that I've found myself in is that I am fundamentally unhappy with the way that I am but I don't know how to change that.

I don't want to be stuck in this room forever, with this computer and this harddrive, locked enternally into this masturbatory relationship with an LCD screen and the internet. But beyond that I can't think of anything I enjoy doing by myself.

You have to be okay with yourself, be comfortable in your own skin. But I haven't and I don't. I have moments where I am but for the most part I'm not. And I can't rely on anyone else to do that for me, it's got to be something that I do.

Just remembered, I do love acting.

Maybe I should pursue that more.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Writing

Few months ago I grew a beard. rather, a mustache. rather a mustache and a beard.

I grew facial hair.

at the time it was to signify to myself in some shallow and fundamentaly silly way that something had changed. And yet to think that change coul occur as such so sudenly is silly. Silly like a solipsism. Slippy Sloo Sly. Semantics aside I find myself roughly in the same place. Where and when do we signify growth or a progression? Ionno. It seems odd. I don't think i've changed much.

But on the plus side!

good changes:

  • taller, apparantly mustache thing is working good on looks or at least my family says and they should know seeing as how they were all quite blunt about calling me fat.
  • More self-confidence. Asked Lauren out to lunch, twice, in person too. So there's something
  • Learning how to flirt in a non-flirty way. That sounds ridiculously gay, but aside from that, it's true. Ionno. Empathy seems a better word. Maybe nice guys finish last but you know even if i don't get the girl who works the stand at the Zotstore at school you made her morning a bit by making her smile so whatever.
  • Better music taste. The White Stripes. Oasis. The 'Juno' soundtrack. The 'Once' soundtrack.
  • Offset by a continued devotion to well-produced popular rock.
  • Hanging out with friends: while a continued morning grab breakfast at the only place that is open at 9 in the morning has become a ritual that happens only after class, it's still something.
So yeah, like, thems somethings right? I mean yay! Actually trying for once, more confidente... thing. Oh wait now the list of things that I still am.

Am still:
  • enjoying the Oscars way too much for a straight guy
  • utterly convinced that I'm significantly more 'girly' than a lot of my female friends
  • unable to find a time or place to ride my new bike
  • looking for someone
  • playing way too many games
  • drinking way too much diet pepsi.
  • not posting enough
  • not getting that 'Once' dvd back from Talisa's place.
  • utterly and entirely jonesing for more of 'The Office'
So yeah all in all it's not that bad a list. Um yeah. more posts later. About past present and future stuff. Maybe not future, but no guarantees. You never know you see.
Dear Reader,

Today I saw a group of three stereotypical surfer boys traversing the campus.

Together they had more perm than all of my female friends combined in the last three month.

I gagged.