Clay Shirky: Newspapers and Thinking the Unthinkable

A classic post from Clay Shirky on journalism and news from March '09. This post has had over 1,200 responses.

The problem newspapers face isn’t that they didn’t see the internet coming. They not only saw it miles off, they figured out early on that they needed a plan to deal with it, and during the early 90s they came up with not just one plan but several. One was to partner with companies like America Online, a fast-growing subscription service that was less chaotic than the open internet. Another plan was to educate the public about the behaviors required of them by copyright law. New payment models such as micropayments were proposed. Alternatively, they could pursue the profit margins enjoyed by radio and TV, if they became purely ad-supported. Still another plan was to convince tech firms to make their hardware and software less capable of sharing, or to partner with the businesses running data networks to achieve the same goal. Then there was the nuclear option: sue copyright infringers directly, making an example of them.

The Bill 1988 Closing Titles

Cycling in this morning I pulled up to a traffic light. One of those special constables crossed the road in front of me and I swear he was walking exactly like the man in the closing credits to The Bill. He was about the same age as me, if not a little older and I wondered if he too, as a 11 year old, was as transfixed by the closing titles as I was. The way the male copper's feet seemed to dip ever so slightly as they approach the ground. I always imagined that this curious walking technique was taught to them at police school. Perhaps this clip even inspired the chap to join the police.

And the comments on YouTube are similarly nostalgic.

"Gosh!
When I was younger, as soon as I saw the two police officers walking in sync "RIGHT!! Bed Time!! " and I'd say "they haven't finished walking yet" XD"

I know it's easy to say "Oh they don't make them like that any more". Because, they probably do. My kids stay up a little later at the weekend and watch XFactor or particularly Harry Hill's TV Burp. But as TV-by-appointment slowly dwindles, will we still have this kind of nostalgia about TV shows. And does it even matter?

It probably doesn't.