Yesterday, I bought my first, and by definition, last, News of The World. Perhaps you bought a copy too.
For me, it didn’t quite compare to the taboo of buying a second hand record by Gary Glitter (another of our nation’s fallen favourites). Nevertheless, it was a purchase I had to rationalise. Standing in the queue at my local Tesco Metro, I felt self-conscious, as if it were a copy of Razzle, rather than simply a newspaper, I was sneaking to the till.
I had come up with various reasons to part with my pound. My twelve-year-old son’s fledgling interest in journalism. The posterity of it being the last edition. Pure voyeurism. Proceeds to charity. A tinge of melancholy over the loss of a brand which, even if I didn’t subscribe to it, I accept was, in News of The World’s own words, ‘as central to Sunday as a roast dinner’.
I was also interested to witness the News of The World journalists’ own rationalisations on their paper’s demise.
At the top of the front page, they start with a USP of which Rosser Reeves would have been proud: ‘The world’s greatest newspaper’. Only ironic that it first appears on the publication’s last day of life.
From there on, the message is predictably trident-shaped.
The first prong jabs at some impressive history. The fact that the first edition reviewed a fresh new novel called A Christmas Carol, for example.
History lesson over (save the 48-page souvenir pullout), the second prong of rationalisation starts, aggressively based upon the News of The World’s achievements. How the paper, largely through the efforts of its investigations editor Mazher Mahmood (aka the Fake Sheik) ‘saved children from paedos and nailed 250 evil crooks’. [Update 02/08/11: we recently learned that the News of The World cruelly hacked into the phone of Sara Payne, whose daughter met her fate at the hands of one such paedo]
All seems plausible, and encapsulates the popular image of the News of The World, until the third prong: the rhetorical explanations for the mess in which they got themselves, of which we are all well versed.
Here, the message is of exoneration and blame.
Doubtless itching to write ‘it weren’t us, guv, honest’, the anonymous editorial enlightens us that ‘for a period of a few years up to 2006 some who worked for us, or in our name, fell shamefully short of those [high] standards’.
Fraser Nelson compounds this. The newspaper, he tells us, ’made a grave mistake, employing private investigators who used deplorable methods’.
‘Try to remember us with affection’, Carole Malone pleads, but not before tarring others as ‘the “dirty” journalists’ who were ‘dispensed with a long time ago’.
But affectionate memory may not be so easy.
One word sums up what the News of The World was about, and that is ‘investigation’. Mazher Mahmood, ‘Award Winning Investigations Editor’. Fraser Nelson, ‘Your insider in the corridors of power’. Carole Malone ‘Tells it like it is’.
Investigation was the name of the game. Ask any detective. Investigation often means the eliciting of facts and insights, by any means possible, legal or not.
In any case, even if you accept it was solely the mercenary rotten apples who were to blame, were the News of The World’s other covert means of gaining scoops any less reprehensible than phone hacking? We may think of the Fake Sheik as comical, but he repeatedly used trickery, in the same way the phone hackers did, to embarass his targets, and vitally, shift more papers.
There’s also the uncomfortable feeling that, although the paper titillated 7.5 million loyal readers every Sunday, its staff, previous or recent, would not have thought twice about wrecking any one of those readers’ lives, should they catch wind of a misdemeanour. The loyalty, it would seem, was only ever one-way.
It’s regrettable that a paper with such heritage is now history itself. It’s unarguable we’ve lost a notable brand, even if its demise was part was of Newscorp’s cunning masterplan.
But The World’s Greatest Newspaper?
I’m just not buying it.