Did I Say Something Wrong?

In the past seven days two media personalities have been left eating some humble pie. First to put their foot in it was serial-offender Kyle Sandilands taking a cheap shot at Magda Szubanski, suggesting a concentration camp would take care of her weight loss issues. The second slip up was by someone a little less obvious.  When Mia Freedman posted a “seven word tweet” to the twitterverse last week urging people to watch a “funny” Youtube clip of a dog with narcolepsy, the last thing she expected was to be reading her name in the big bold letters of a headline in The Australian newspaper.

To be fair, the two incidences do differ – Kyle makes his money waving the flag of controversy, whereas Mia prides herself on her sensitivity and acts as a positive voice in the media on women’s bodies, motherhood, and other family-friendly issues. Kyle’s comment was meant to be inflammatory, Mia’s tweet most certainly was not.

Why the comparison? Because the way we are holding our media figures accountable for their slip-ups says a lot about the blurring of the public/private divide.

First off, Kyle. True to style, his on air apology was forced and sounded like he was squeezing it out between his teeth, his management tut-tutting in the background. Austereo, inundated with complaints by a public and media getting a little tired of Sandilands and his slippery lips, have suspended him. For some it’s one step too far in a string of stunts culminating in the Lie Detector Incident, and capped off by a careless comment meant to humiliate.

And then there’s Freedman’s response to Suzanne Mostyn’s opinion piece in The Australian. Mostyn, a fellow journalist, has a son who suffers from Narcolepsy, a condition which sends its sufferers to sleep at the onset of intense emotion. It is easy to see why Mostyn took offense to Mia’s tweet. As a mother, it must be heartbreaking to watch a child suffer, and infuriating when people do not take their condition seriously. Mostyn left nothing in the bag when going after Freedman, choosing to protest publicly, on a national scale, demanding that the media take responsibility for their actions considering their role as leaders in the community.

Less than twenty-four hours later, Freedman published an open apology on her website and on twitter, and removed the clip from her website. In her apology she acknowledged her tweet was insensitive, juvenile even, and her sincerity is as palpable as Mostyn’s hostility. While she challenges the very public approach Mostyn took in her methods of demanding an apology, you know Freedman means it when she says she never meant to do any harm.

All this in a week when our politicians have been caught making gaffes on social media sites, it is hard to understand why anyone would take the twitter risk. Twitter, with it’s short, 140 character limit, seems fairly innocuous. Like an SMS that doesn’t cost you a thing, tweets force users to be succinct, be masters of the contraction, and think in soundbites.

Tweets are, by nature, immediate. Initially intended as an answer to the question “What are you doing?” Twitter allows you to have conversations with all the people who follow you at the press of a few buttons, via technology most of us carry on us all the time. This doesn’t exactly encourage self-censorship, and one can imagine PR people wringing their hands with worry as their clients sign up in droves to a medium they can’t control.

K-Rudd has his own Twitter account

K-Rudd has his own Twitter account

Of course, this is part of Twitter‘s appeal. In an era when people with a high public profile are being watched, recorded, quoted, and monitored in more ways than ever before – it must feel pretty stifling. And we’re not talking about wallflowers here. We’re talking about people who have a high profile because they have a lot to say in the first place.

Whether they are politicians (Kevin Rudd, Joe Hockey), media personalities (Mia Freedman, Rove McManus), Hollywood stars (Lindsay Lohan, Kevin Spacey), or the who’s who of the art, music or cultural scene (Sydney Writer’s Festival, Australian Edge) Twitter is being used as one giant playground where we can each ‘follow’ the people, genres, causes, news, stories and more that we are interested in, all in the one place.

Better than that, people can actually have a conversation, multiple, simultaneous conversations even across many different genres, in real time. For those whose professions require them to be at the cutting edge of information, Twitter is like the holy grail of information hubs. Quick, instant, with linking and search capabilities, it acts as a sort of public contact book open to everyone curious enough to join.

And therein lies the rub. The very thing that fuels Twitter – its simplicity and its accessibility – are likely to be the very things that secure its demise. As we hold those who benefit from making noise in the media, like Kyle and Mia, to be held accountable for what they say across all forums, whether it be on radio, in print, or on social media platforms, it will be a tough test balancing the public persona with the things that are better kept private.

Until then, everyone should sign up to Twitter and follow your leaders while you can. I doubt it will be long before the likes of Freedman will be taking their casual communications elsewhere, to a forum where you’re not invited.

 

Image of Mia Freedman taken from her Facebook; Kyle Sandilands from bigbrother.com.au; Kevin Rudd from here

About Lyrian Fleming

Lyrian Fleming is a writer from Sydney who uses poetry and prose to keep sane. When she is at home, Lyrian can be found lurking in second-hand bookshops, hiding behind dark glasses, or buying tickets she can’t afford. Obsessed with ideas, she looks everywhere for great ones; some of her favourites have been found under rocks, in empty coffee cups, and on the back of other people's postcards. Lyrian regularly fluctuates between wanting it all and being happy with little more than a piece of dark chocolate with bitter orange twists. Check out her blog: http://lyrianfleming.tumblr.com/