The generic British word for journalist now unofficially adopted
by all English-speaking foreign correspondents is hack.
This represents an effort to draw the sting from an insult by annexing
it to oneself. Other self-descriptions, such as reporter or
correspondent, represent an attempt to professionalize what
began as a craft or trade. One hack of my acquaintance used the word writer
as his official occupation on his passport because, as he said, it could
by the stroke of a pen be changed to waiter if the officials
at the frontier post looked menacing or uncooperative.
Yet to be considered a writer is the highest aspiration of
the hack. It is something that can only be said of you by others, not
something you can lay claim to yourself. In the course of this spring
at the school of journalism, I have been attempting to highlight those
moments in American history when mere journalism rose to the level of
literature. I thought this might be good for morale.
Unacknowledged legislators was Shelleys term for those
poets who raised the moral and political temperature. The United States
Constitution does not mandate an opposition party, but its First Amendment
does grant unprecedented liberty to the press. And very often, in periods
of crisis, it has fallen to the wielders of the pen to fill the void or
to set the example. By what I consider to be a nice coincidence, the most
luminous moments of journalism as literature have also been
the moments of courage and dissent.
Indeed, the American idea is the product of a clash between rival journalists
and pamphleteers, who in pre-revolutionary days conducted a vigorous argument
about the first draft of the United States. In my J-school course, therefore,
we began with the work of Thomas Paine and Benjamin Rush, and continued
with the tussle over the Federalist Papers as conducted in, among other
places, Alexander Hamiltons New York Post.
The crisis over slavery, another institution which enjoyed bipartisan
support, was largely precipitated by the work of a few outstanding journalists
and editors, principal among them William Lloyd Garrison, Frederick Douglass
and first martyr of the American press Elijah Lovejoy. Of
special interest is the way in which the anti-slavery movement cross-fertilized,
especially through Douglass personality, the movement for the enfranchisement
of women. This, too, was largely conducted through journals like The Revolution.
Upton Sinclairs novel The Jungle (written for serialization in a
paper called The Appeal to Reason), Mark Twains almost Swiftian
writings on the Spanish-American war, the lonely but beautiful writing
of Randolph Bourne during the Great War, and the huge one-man
journalistic and literary efflorescence of H.L. Mencken in the 1920s and
30s these all help to establish a certain tradition.
There remains the question which I have been, in my own mind, slightly
postponing. What has become of this great tradition today?
Christopher Hitchens writes for Vanity Fair and the Nation. As a Koret
Foundation Teaching Fellow, he taught a course on journalism and dissent
in spring 1998.
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