Save The Journalist

I blog. You noticed did you? What a clever little so-and-so you are. Luckily, this blog isn’t massively read, makes me diddlysquat and is written solely by moi. Along with the fact that the servers that run this blog are owned by Google and located in the USA, I should be completely exempt from the new press regulation rules that are being pushed through by the Government. However, as someone who is over half the way through their Journalism degree at University, and looking for a career in local newsprint – they are a major worry.

I'm a media watcher, and I do not doubt for one minute that changes need to happen – how can anyone argue in the post-Hackgate times we live in - but this is certainly not the way. This has been the opportunity politicians wanted to gag the media – the same media that four years ago ran stories about all of their MP’s Expenses. Under these regulations, we would have never known about the duck pond.

Now That's What I Call Leveson

The news of the past few days has looked like a collection of the 'Best Bits' from the past 18 months. We've had the classic hits of Hugh Grant ruthlessly seeking vengeance on News Corp and The Mirror. Kate and Gerry McCann have made a long awaited comeback to point the stick at Mr Investigative Journalism for being accused by British Media of murdering their child Madeline. The one hit wonder of Christopher Jefferies who won libel damages for his wrongful arrest in the case of Jo Yeates' murder, has come back, looking better than ever (presumably spending his cash). Even political hits have been replayed such as in-depth discussion about Jeremy Hunt's involvement in the BSkyB and whether the coalition is set to burst.

The Princess and Her Privacy

Well, at least they did until this week. You would have thought being Princess, and being the future Queen of England, you wouldn't have nude photographs of yourself passed around the Internet for everyone to ejaculate over. For example, when our current Queen was just a Princess Royal, were nude photographs of her circulated? No. How about the Duke of Edinburgh? Did we have pictures of him naked, with only his cupped hands to protect his manhood. No. Or how about Prince Charles and Camilla? Well, thankfully not.

When the Queen was in her twenties and courting Phillip, the possibility of the paparazzi hounding them was unthinkable. In fact, photographers were not even called by the now derogatory term 'paparazzi'; they were just called ‘photographers’. Now, when the young Royal couple go anywhere in the World, they are followed by photographers and journalists. They are then kept in designated pens from which they are allowed to watch Prince William and Princess Kate collect flowers from young children, as they smile continuingly.