I don’t know if there’s a name for this kind of journalism but it’s special: written quickly and by the old rules of American journalism. Simple, percussive, emotional and direct. And, of course, written right in the thick of ‘the big one‘ by someone who lived through it. We don’t do journalism like this in Britain any more. Broadsheet irony and tabloid cynicism put an end to this kind of honest, uncomplicated description decades ago.
In which I try, after 25 years of blogging, to drop my ironic stance a bit.
Katrina journalism
Katrina journalism
There is a name for it: it’s called journalism. God knows what you’d call what most “journalists” are writing! Perhaps we could have a poll?