Wednesday, 21 November 2012

A Matter of Choice



When you‘re on the receiving end of an injustice, each little thing hurts.  The cumulative effect makes you seem bitter and twisted, when you’re really not. You’re human, aren’t you?
Make no mistake there is an injustice going on. It’s the media. It’s as if they have sided with one of the parties in an acrimonious divorce, and they consciously and subconsciously present their protagonist in a favourable light and continually conceal or underplay his flaws. 
The MSM/press show us what they want us to see, hence their obsession with images of dead, starving and hurt children. They know it’s their very own killer weapon. 
At every opportunity they put before us the very things that will elicit sympathy for what happens to be their case. Anyone would choose the most effective and the least demanding method of influencing others if they could get away with it, surely? But that’s not what the BBC is supposed to do. 
That’s not to say that they necessarily lie, but if it suits, they can bank on the certainty that we’ll believe what we want to believe, and by hook or by crook they’ve made sure that what we want to believe are the things they’ve persuaded us to want to believe.
No reporter can be expected to reiterate the entire history of the world each time something happens. We beg for context, but we understand that it’s unreasonable to demand an even-handed all encompassing résumé of events from the year dot that would satisfy everyone. But the selection that is shown is a matter of choice, an editorial decision. If the chooser in my earlier anomaly is acting on behalf of the wife, he’s hardly going to boast about the fact that she’s an alcoholic shrew, when he can simply show that the old man’s a vicious lout.

Each time a tiny thing is omitted, another embellished and yet another is focused upon unfairly, it’s a wound to some, and a boost to others. People, me included, can seem over-sensitive and compulsive in our determination to put our case. 

If the press suddenly chose to do what we expect of them, they would paint personalized, flattering portraits of Israelis in the same flattering manner in which they frequently portray individual Palestinians. 

They could, if they chose, plaster our screens with film clips of the unimaginable abuses of Palestinian children that are shown on Palestinian TV stations, which poison young minds with Jew-hate via cartoon characters whose sole purpose is to glorify martyrdom, and hideous ‘talent shows’ featuring cute, wide-eyed three-year olds proudly demonstrating precocious fluency in antisemitic bile and jihadi rhetoric. If they wanted, they could do that in exactly the same way they plaster our screens with clips of injured children, (with such alacrity that they haven’t time to verify them) and not explaining that they have been put in harms way by their own parents and leaders. 

If the press wanted to, they could show us, with the same emphasis afforded to the inequality of the death toll, the joyous celebrations that erupt whenever a Palestinian has succeeded in killing Israelis, or give due prominence to the unfortunate ‘collaborators with Israel’ who were murdered and dragged through the streets.  Instead, they give credibility to the self-pitying, unverified, ramblings of Israel-hating fanatics without acknowledging who and what they are, while Mark Regev is often derided and treated with disrespect.

Why are the BBC’s speculative and inaccurate analyses of Israel’s’ motives given authenticity by sheer repetition, when their deeply flawed interpretation of the Arab Spring turned out to be so off target? 

Why was the anchorperson on BBC News 24 allowed to say to Col. Richard Kemp during an interview “I know you’re Jewish”, which, as far as I’m aware is not only wrong, but worse, it embraces the insinuation that he was defending Israel merely because he was a Jew, when a similar question is never asked of any of the overtly Muslim, fanatical, antisemitic fantasists they treat with such deferential obsequiousness?

If that appears over the top, over excited, exaggerating unreasonable and biased, so. be. it. It’s because the BBC forces me to be. I’m not impartial and neither is the BBC.