Last Saturday’s dramatic turn of events at the White House Correspondents’ Dinner in Washington, DC, generated enough emotion to dominate my thoughts ever since - other massively significant issues notwithstanding.
Yes, I had considered elaborating on last week’s missive
regarding deep, pervasive national fear and a patent inability to address its
causes and effects: the disconnect between political messaging and reality, and
the largely silent rejection - even among the faithful - of empty reassurance.
There has also been accumulating evidence to challenge the
deterrent effects of more punitive fines and expanded traffic laws in the
absence of meaningful enforcement. And, even so, to redirect behaviours to
minimise risk. I promise to return to these sometime in the future.
But today, what is presumed to have been an attempted
violent attack on the President of the USA, Donald Trump, has been dissected in
numerous ways, the very least being its impact on and meaning for the numerous journalists
in and out of that dinner hall.
In videos of the incident (few re-broadcast the opening moments),
I kept my eyes on the woman in white who had been seated at the head table and was
later seen crawling on her hands and knees as the President was hustled off by
what seemed to be a dozen security personnel.
She turned out to be Weijia Jiang, CBS News correspondent
and president of the White House Correspondents' Association. Crawling alone
and seemingly not a concern of anyone else.
This episode forced me to recall that following the violence
of July 27, 1990 in T&T, among the numerous emergent issues associated with
the attempted coup d’etat, was the manner in which the role and interests of
journalists and media were diminished or largely ignored.
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| Port of Spain, Trinidad under siege July,1990 |
For what it’s worth, I remember my own scramble to safety – on hands and knees like the lady in white – across the parliament floor as the shooting and shouting and screaming continued. I tell you, at that point, your instincts as a journalist play second fiddle to a will to survive.
Late journalist and former TTT hostage, Raoul Pantin, went
to his grave a perpetual advocate for some form of redress not only for himself
but for all journalists who were caught up in the deadly attacks almost 36
years ago. During the ensuing Commission of Enquiry between 2011 and 2013 there
had been largely ignored mention.
Then came Saturday and attacker Cole Tomas Allen’s insanity.
News reached us in Marseille, France where the Council of IFEX – the global
network of free expression organisations – was meeting in the absence of
Executive Director of the Committee to Protect Journalists, Jodie Ginsberg.
Where, then, was Jodie? The following morning, she explained
there had been “the disorientation of being pulled to the ground by a man
sitting next to me and told to get under the table as Secret Service flooded
into the room …”
She told of being hustled out of the building and into a
side street “with no instructions of where to go or how to get back into the
Hilton (where I was staying).”
“The part of my brain that deals daily with attacks on
journalists can’t help but wonder … what if they (Trump and his senior
colleagues) weren’t the target? What if journalists were the target?”
Then she reminded us that in that room there had been
journalists “who have been kidnapped, wrongfully detained, and shot at.
Journalists who have been violently arrested. Journalists who cover politics
here in the United States who - along with their families - are subjected to
daily death threats. Journalists who have been assaulted at protests and
political rallies.”
This not only made me think about the journalists in other
parts of the world where they are frequently targeted, killed, and maimed, but also
of our own media professionals who confront different kinds of serious assaults
and remain unacknowledged and generally defenceless. Cannon fodder at the mercy
of propagandists, sycophants, and hostile politicians.
It is true that few things attract such a scenario more than
poor quality reporting, but it is also a fact that the importance of favourable
political imaging tends to outweigh the value of professional journalism.
And when this happens - like Jiang and her colleagues, like
Raoul Pantin, Dominic Kalipersad, and others - journalists often find
themselves exposed and alone. On hands and knees. At precisely the moments when
their role matters most, there is too often no protection, no support, and no
one truly there.






