Many are farmworkers, people picking grapes and strawberries in the hot sun. No wonder the prospect of sitting in judgment on multimillionaire Michael Jackson in an air-conditioned courtroom is so attractive. The hot lights of media attention are seductive, something many long for. Look, Mom, I'm on TV.
Celebrity trials all too often dominate cable news channels with constant updates and endless buzz, especially during pro forma arrivals and departures. Jackson does not disappoint, as he dresses up for the occasion in virginal white.
In an age when news business and showbiz merge, this trial is the kind of "reality" soap opera that producers long for. It has celebrity, day-to-day drama and the promise of titillation. Together, that promises high ratings.
Jackson is not just a person. He is a brand. Record companies worry about sales of his "inventory" and the targeting of other superstars with deviant streaks. If Jackson is guilty of molestation charges, he can be jailed for a long time.
Sometimes when Jackson is made up to look witchy, one senses a witch hunt. It's happened before in American history. Remember the trials in Salem, and Hester Prynne and her scarlet letter? Jackson's been demonized as badly as she was.
Everyone knows that, beyond the trial by jury, a reckoning must come before the court of public opinion -- which can easily be manipulated. Just like the Romans throwing the Christians to the lions, the media can't stay away when big names become "red meat." The trial will be as punishing a spectacle as the verdict.
But Jackson's is not the only future that will be determined by the trial. How many "experts" will build their careers on the media exposure? How many books and TV docudramas will result?
Wouldn't it be more compelling if media outlets instead were to explore why our culture seems so addicted to celebrities and how we can put our collective need for such celebrities into perspective?
A year ago, CBS was paying Jackson for a prime-time concert while interviewing him for a "60 Minutes" show that was exploited to the max. He danced around the questions as well as the music on the stage. No one cared. CBS ratings soared. Was it journalism or pandering, or do we know the difference anymore?
Writing on MarketWatch (just sold by CBS), Jon Friedman denounces the media exploitation that has already "flooded the zone" for the trial with 1,100 "journalists" -- almost twice as many as were embedded in Iraq. "Mind you, it's not as if any of their coverage on the trial actually broke any new ground (heaven forbid!). The media's real business is to maintain the panting pace as they keep Jackson in the news."
Jackson is still good box office. It's a media spectacular with newspapers and magazines competing for the best pictures and juiciest sleaze. The media are paying the county for the right to clog the roads with their microwave trucks. It's costing them a combined total of $7,500 a day. If it goes six months or more, it could run into a million.
The Observer of London reports that the media have already paid $36,000 to rent office and parking space in Santa Maria. Lawyer Michael Clayton is charging $2,500 a day for six spaces on top of his roof, which can be used as vantage points for cameras, as well as $500 a day to park.
Many of my media colleagues can't wait to get into the "action." It beats covering storms and traffic jams.
If we were not living through a cycle of bigger news events like the tsunami, Iraq elections and State of the Union, newscasts would probably lead with the Gloved One.
As the trial moves into high gear, more wall-to-wall coverage is assured. But do we really have a need to know? Friedman nails it: "It's junk-food TV at its worst, like subsisting on a diet of cotton candy. The TV networks can plead that the public demands all of the grisly details. But TV can show whatever it wants and people will follow."
Danny Schechter is the "blogger in chief" at Mediachannel.org and directed WMD: Weapons of Mass Deception, a film about the media coverage of the Iraq war.
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