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This is the fourth and final extract from my memoir that I'm posting ahead of today's publication. As of tomorrow, it should be available either from your local bookshop or online.
The BBC excels at many
things: world-class TV drama, innovative entertainment formats (Dr Who,
Top Gear, Strictly Come Dancing, Bake-Off), wildlife
documentaries and much, much more. Its programmes – Test Match Special, BBC
Proms, The Archers, EastEnders – enrich the nation in a way
that no other institution can dream of. In 2012, when the think tank Chatham
House commissioned a survey to find out which institutions voters thought best
served the UK’s national interest, the BBC came second, with just the armed
forces ahead of it.
But it is also in a league of its own when it comes to
corporate meltdowns, and I had the great misfortune to be granted a ringside
seat at far too many of these ghastly displays of managerial incompetence. All
institutions get things wrong, but what the BBC wins gold medals in is getting
things wrong when it gets something wrong.
Exhibit One: the Hutton Report into the death of the
government scientist David Kelly in 2003 after he was named as the source for a
BBC report that said the government had ‘sexed up’ a dossier about Iraq’s
weapons of mass destruction. Lord Hutton was an appeal court judge and former
Lord Chief Justice of Northern Ireland who had been appointed to investigate
the circumstances surrounding Dr Kelly’s apparent suicide – and he came down
spectacularly hard on the BBC while largely exonerating the government.
My conclusion, more than a decade later? When two alpha
male elephants (in this case, Alastair Campbell and Greg Dyke) clash in the jungle,
a lot of lesser creatures get hurt. Both men were spoiling for a fight –
Campbell believed that the BBC’s journalists had been consistently hostile to
[Tony] Blair and his support for the US-led invasion of Iraq, and Dyke was
determined to show Campbell that the BBC was not prepared to be intimidated.
His mistake – and it was a serious one – was to fight the battle on the ground
of [Andrew] Gilligan’s reporting.
Exhibit Two: Sachsgate, when the actor and comedian
Russell Brand and the radio and TV presenter Jonathan Ross lost their senses
and broadcast on Radio 2 a series of voicemail messages that they had left for
the then 78-year-old actor Andrew Sachs (best known as the Spanish waiter
Manuel, in Fawlty Towers). On one of the messages, Ross could be heard
saying: ‘He [Brand] fucked your granddaughter.’ Although the programme had been
pre-recorded, no one who heard it ahead of transmission thought it presented
any problems.
Interestingly, after it was broadcast, there were no
immediate complaints. But when, a week later, the Mail on Sunday drew
attention to what had been said, the complaints came flooding in. Russell Brand
resigned, as did the much-respected head of Radio 2, Lesley Douglas, and Ross
was suspended without pay for twelve weeks. The BBC went into one of its
meltdowns and eventually issued an apology, calling the voicemail messages
‘grossly offensive’ and a ‘serious breach of editorial standards’.
But it all went on much too long. The BBC’s response to
the furore, artificially fanned though it might have been, was far too late in
coming. The Prime Minister, the Leader of the Opposition and the Culture
Secretary had all had their say by the time the corporation had got its act
together, once again leaving the impression that too many well-paid executives
were spending too long trying to duck their responsibilities.
When the director-general, Mark Thompson, agreed to be
interviewed on The World Tonight, I questioned him as robustly as I
would have done had I not been working for him. When it was over, he smiled
wanly at me across the studio desk and commented: ‘You guys really enjoy this
sort of thing, don’t you?’
He was wrong. I hated it when the BBC fell short. But
what use is a BBC interviewer who is not prepared to ask tough questions of his
own bosses?
Exhibit Three: the Savile crisis. Yet again, the BBC went
into meltdown after its shambolic decision-making processes proved to be
utterly inadequate. There is no need to rake over the sordid details: an
investigation by Newsnight into allegations that Jimmy Savile was a
serial child abuser was halted, apparently because the programme’s editor was
unconvinced by the available evidence, and then, in the midst of a gruesomely
public inquest into his decision, the same programme broadcast similar
allegations against another public figure, only for those allegations to turn
out to be totally unfounded.
It was a catalogue of ineptitude that would have shamed
the most shambolic student newspaper. For an institution that likes to think of
itself as the world’s most respected broadcaster, it was an unparalleled
disaster. What made it particularly toxic was that although Newsnight’s
Savile investigation was axed, two tribute programmes went ahead after his
death, despite misgivings about Savile’s ‘dark side’ having been expressed in
internal BBC emails. It still seems to me that the real scandal was that
executives who had worked closely with Savile over many years, and who were
well aware of the suspicions over his sexual behaviour, authorised the
transmission of those programmes.
I find that much harder to excuse than an editorial
misjudgement over the strength or otherwise of a complex journalistic
investigation. No editor’s judgement is infallible, and as I had worked closely
with the Newsnight editor, Peter Rippon, during his time at the World
Service, I was convinced that he had made his decision, rightly or wrongly, in
good faith.
Perhaps I have a weakness for thinking the best of people
– except when I am interviewing them, naturally – but after more than two
decades at the BBC, I came to the conclusion that with very few exceptions, it
is run by good, intelligent people with all the right instincts. Sometimes they
are asked to do jobs for which they are ill-suited and sometimes they are
simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Greg Dyke was not temperamentally
suited to run a major national institution, and George Entwistle was engulfed
by crisis before he had had a chance to find his way around. Both men made mistakes,
and they paid the price.
It does not make
them villains.
What a shame you've picked the title "When the BBC gets it very, very wrong". The BBC - a large corporation with tv, radio, website, etc covering news, politics, entertainment, the arts, science, et al - and yet you choose "When the BBC gets it very, very wrong" rather than "When some people at the BBC get it very, very wrong". No doubt Rupert Murdoch and his various teams will chuckle delightedly at this section of your book but your final paragraph today, although generally supportive of the Beeb, doesn't really excuse your choice of heading. I'm not impressed.
ReplyDeleteEntwistle find his way around? You are kidding ..
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