Martin Kettle has an interesting piece on Comment Is Free today, arguing that “the current satirical onslaught against politics as a whole . . . amounts sometimes to monomania and increasingly to cliche”. He argues that the relentless mockery of shows such as Have I Got News For You conditions the public to view all politicians as greedy, venal liars:
There is never any sign that [Ian] Hislop allows of exceptions; or that he has a political hero; or even, with the occasional honourable mention for Vince Cable, that there are politicians whom he respects. The impression he always gives is that today’s politicians are uniformly unworthy of their inheritance, not to be compared with some previous golden age of statesmanlike effectiveness.
Kettle makes the valid point that one effect of this remorseless sledging is that the public drastically overestimate the number of MPs engaged in active skulduggery. And that’s fair enough — who doesn’t feel a twinge of remorse when an audience member on Question Time berates some perfectly blameless backbencher about how “you’re all at it” instead of letting them talk?
But I can’t help feeling that it’s not the tone of satire which has changed but its reach and frequency. There’s a tempting idea that we live in the coarsest age ever, where people swear all the time, make rude jokes, show no respect and generally won’t get off my lawn. But it’s historically inaccurate, as a quick skim of Catullus or Juvenal (look up the translation of the phrase at the heart of this news story, if you dare) or Pope and Shelley will tell you.
Here’s Alexander Pope on the death of Queen Caroline from an intestinal ulcer in 1737:
Here lies, wrapt up in forty thousand towels,
The only proof that c*** had bowels.
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Try to imagine Carol Ann Duffy writing the same on the death of a member of our beloved monarchy and then argue that this is the “age of disrespect”.
If anything has killed off the idea of “political heroes”, it’s surely the intrusiveness of our round-the-clock, ever-watching, public-interest-is-what-interests-the-public style of media. To appear heroic, you need to be distant, otherworldly, remote — something that is very hard to achieve when the modern politician’s every move is photographed, even while they’re in chinos-and-cappucino holiday mode or picking their nose in the House of Commons.
Instead of a “straight” media providing material for satirists, low-level satire — not very funny, not very pointed — abounds. Martin Kettle comes close to acknowledging this when he says it “suits many in the media very well indeed to depict politicians as objects of contempt”, but then seems to argue that satire is therefore the problem: “Plato wanted no place in his republic for artists — and that probably included satirists, too.”
But that’s not quite right, is it? The problem isn’t satire, with comedians putting a twist on the news; the problem is with the news itself. If journalists can’t take politicians seriously, why should the public?
The final word goes to Rory Bremner, who was part of a fascinating FT roundtable on the subject last year:
One problem is that everyone is a satirist these days: a kind of weary, “come-off-it” cynicism pervades most news media, constantly blurring the line between news reporting and matey, “aren’t-they-all-silly” editorialising, with the BBC’s Nick Robinson one of the chief culprits. This, and politicians’ behaviour, leaves satire (of our MPs, at least) almost redundant. Certainly if there is no respect, no deference, any more, much of the tension, the element of shock or outrage is dissipated. “You’ve got so much material these days!” people constantly say to me. Which may be true but also means that the reality is now beyond parody and, of itself, ridiculous.
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