------------------ [excerpt from The Diana Chronicles, by Tina Brown. Copyright 2007, Broadway Books / Random House - paperback. Hardcover - Doubleday.] -------------------------- In 1980, there were ten national daily newspapers selling 20 million copies, more per capita than in any other country in the world.
Their relative positions along the spectrum of sensation have remained consistent, but the entire spectrum has shifted sharply toward the garish, a trend accelerated by the resort to checkbook journalism - a practice of buying sources routinely denounced and routinely embraced.
Three of the nationals - the "red tops" of The Sun, the Daily Mirror, and the Daily Star - are screaming populist tabloids, on most days almost entirely devoid of anything resembling serious news. Two more tabloids, the Daily Mail and the Daily Express, compete in the same mass market but with a thin, translucent coating of middle-class respectability.
The Times, the Daily Telegraph, and the Guardian, and now the Independent, are supposed to occupy the high ground. Despite the advent of the Web, the Brits remain voracious newspaper readers, often buying more than one paper.
That fact plus the country's compactness and newsstand culture make it impossible to ignore the daily blizzard of headlines, picked up immediately by television.
When all the papers are on a rampage against some public figure, which nowadays is always, they invade your life. They are billboarded at every newsstand. They leap across your screen.
They buzz around in your head all day like a low-grade fever.
Paradoxically, it is the flair of the British tabloid press, its superb professional elan [the "e" in the word elan should have an accent mark over it, I don't know how to do that on my Chromebook, begging your pardon...], that makes it so feared by its subjects and targets.
So much good writing and theatrical presentation goes into mounting the daily crucifixions. So much competitive professional pride goes into finding just the right killer adjective.
The Royal Family used to be exempt from routine abuse. But in thirty years the tabloid view of royalty moved from the benign to the malign without a pause for magnanimity in between. ----------------- [end / excerpt]