A Fair Result?

Watched the Lions, New Zealand game on Saturday morning in Brighton. For those to whom rugby is an alien sport, forgive me for mild reminiscing.

First time I have had beer for breakfast in a long time. But it was scintillating rugby and with England and Argentina providing a game of suspense and challenge, I think for once the authorities have got their game plan right. Rugby is a great game and the internationals, once dour affairs as both sides tried to ground out a victory,  are now played in style and have improved immeasurably to provide a real showpiece for sport.

Oh. Lions and  New Zealand drew 15-15 and created an unprecedented series draw.

I was a rugby player in the dim and distant past, that is when my tummy would let me see my rugby boots. But it is a point of great pride that along with two other Vancouver journalists, the late David Abbott, a sometime BC Entertainment Hall of Famer and a chap called Harry Atterton started a rugby club in Vancouver BC called the Scribes.

The Scribes celebrated its 50th anniversary in April. Now its a flourishing club with club house, several teams and a fixed place in the BC rugby scene. Earlier this year, RT TV celebrated its 10th anniversary. I was part of the team that put RT together and recently wrote about starting the training of young journalists with nothing but a bare room and a waste paper bin. Rocket Radio, which sprang from radio Caburn was 20 years old this year. Another brain child of mine and a worthy addition to the media scene in Lewes. I have a history of initiating projects which last a long, long time. Perhaps some of them are not in the exact shape they were started in. but enterprises which have stood the test of time and are in operation even as I write.

Now for my latest venture, Local TV or really micro TV for tiny towns.  I’ve started a project which has had a rocky ride so far. Not much enthusiasm for it from the public, financiers or even TV people themselves. But I have now proved that a small TV station such as i2i TV can work. Now it needs seed capital. I’d like to add this venture to my long track record of lasting new ventures.

But I can’t do it myself. I need financial help. So come to my rescue, boys and girls. Boost i2i TV. Give a little something to our Crowd Funding Campaign. Go to our web site http://www.eyetoeyetv.com

Toss in a few bob. Be a part of a venture that will be celebrating its anniversary in 2027 and as you lift a glass of bubbly for a toast, remember that you were in at the start of a nation shattering experiment which in turn became the TV giant it will then be.

If you can’t get onto the eyetoeyetv.com page, go to Face Book and take a peek there.

Be at the start of of something big. Fund now. Celebrate later.

Oh dear, its after midnight. Now I shall have my first drink of the day before beddy byes.

Getting to be a habit. But with your halo, a good habit.


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A Pope with Balls?

The Pope has intervened in the case of little Harry, the English child so gravely ill the British courts have decreed that his life support system should be turned off against the will of the parents. I am too old now to be the parent of such a tiny child, healthy or otherwise, so I am not going to say what I think the rights or wrongs are. But what amused me, irritated me, made me cheer or gave a downright sigh of pleasure, was the pomposity of the British Establishment when they declared that the Pope should not oppose British judges. Popes have opposed  the authorities of more countries than you can shake a stick at over the years. Henry VIII was one of them. The idea that this Pope is stepping out of line, is ridiculous.  I hope that our judges (and I know several personally) are jolly good chaps in the main. But that doesn’t mean that they should be beyond question, or not have opposition to their decisions and their opinions. It is not an easy thing to decide someone should die. Along with my brother, on the advice of the medics, I had to agree to my sister’s life support system being  turned off. So I have some sympathy with the justices. But to suggest that a notable cleric such as the Pope should keep his moth shut is nothing but outrageous. If I was taking a position, especially based on Faith, on this issue, I would also make my voice heard. Trouble is no one knows who the hell I am and I want to keep it that way, so I can shout all I want and to no avail. But this Pope seems to have balls. Let’s hope they are effective

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If Paxo Says So, It Must Be True

Jeremy Paxman, behind the gruff, tough persona he creates for television, is a very likable chap. I worked with him in Northern Ireland for a while when he was still new to the game of TV. BBC friends, and for that matter others who meet him socially tell me he hasn’t changed much, although it is a number of years since I have chatted to him.

But he always had a good mind. And that was what set him apart from many other electronic media journalists. He considered carefully what his viewpoint was, researched it, got his facts right, then let fly.

The reason I mention this is because Jeremy recently came out and blasted the establishment mentality of the Beeb.

I must say I agree with his assessment. It is a difficult world to swim in, if you don’t subscribe to the  notion that the BBC rules, Right or Wrong. Don’t bother me with how many people watch us, it doesn’t matter and the BBC is bigger than any individual and probably most institutions, even those with granite walls.

All this because once you have worked for the BBC and left, they rarely take deserters back. That’s mainly a covert self preservation thing, because leavers can see with unclouded eyes just how it puffs itself up to hide what is mainly a sham underneath.

Paxo’s criticism didn’t go far enough in my opinion. The tribe of modern journalists, mostly young and reluctant to admit they are wet behind the ears, are full of opinions without taking much care to establish the facts. They also, in presentation terms, sneer at their interviewees, their viewers, fellow reporters who don’t work for the Beeb and anyone else that looks as if they might disagree with them.

I have always questioned the mantra of impartiality in journalism. As Andrew Marr’s ‘A Short History of British Journalism’ points out, early journalists were the pamphleteers in the time of King Charles I. They denounced the  Monarch and challenged the Divine Right of \Kings. But such was the penalty for being caught (rendered speechless from loss of the head) that they put up a pamphlet and ran like hell so the King’s men couldn’t catch them.

So impartiality was never the base of British journalism. But accuracy was, and although critics can point to countless inaccuracies in modern and ancient media, the basic standard was generally adhered to.

Today, the sneering youth of the BBC (other news outlets as well, but less so) pays little heed to accuracy. “This is what I think, and you will damn well listen.” Luckily, this sort of journalism raises its head as if it is the price of freedom, from time to time in the odd generation. But it rarely lasts. Nor will it this time. Public pressure (the public are no fools, despite the establishment convincing themselves to the contrary) will eventually see commonsense regained and standards return.

The trouble is that this generation of journalists carry around a piece of paper with a ribbon around it which declares academia found them capable of being the watchdogs of society. No one gave much thought to experience.

At i2i Television, we try to steer young journalists towards a decent set of standards. not doctrinal impartiality, but if opinion must, it must be on the basis of fact.

Bring back the tough old editors of the past who had little truck with degrees. Go and get me a cup of coffee , son. Then you can go and get a skinful like I had last night!

Thems’ were the days.

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Seeing Eye to Eye

I’m a real jerk. And what’s more I’m a real OLD jerk. I get up at 0500, struggle into my track suit, race up to the news agents, help the manager Brad (a very likeable and totally laid back Ossy) sort the papers. I am very professional at this now. My pay reflects the expertise I;ve gained in doing this for well over 7 years. With bonuses, it comes to less than the minimum wage. Exactly zero. But I wouldn’t give it up for all the tea in China.

It’s like Cannery Row. A long list of characters, from the late Fred, who made more money from the ponies, but didn’t dare admit it, to Dawn, a forty something blond who laughed a lot, amused everyone but who could add words to any dictionary of swearing.

There are more in this cast of characters and they will have to drag me kicking and screaming before I can abandon them.

But I digress After papers, I walk a couple of miles. Not much but doing it seven days a week adds up and my middle age paunch, which i have carried to the verge of old age, (old age begins at 90)  is slowly disappearing. My route takes me through Lewes Priory, the stone ruins of which are a 1000 years old. It’s history is a rich one, full of violence and national events of historic proportions. I pause for a moment or two to chat to the rabbits. Apart from the ethereal figure of a monk, the rabbits are the only chatterboxes. No one else is up.

During the pause, I take a few photos on my phone and send a short historical note with them on Facebook. I always think I am going to bore people rigid..But no, there is a core  of   solid followers, including an ex ambassador, who not only ping the like symbol, but make solid sensible comments.

It has only just struck me that I am blogging. In a very small and modest fashion. But blogging it is.

So on that basis, that I just may not bore you to death with Tall Tales of a Tiny TV that I will try and see Eye to Eye with you and comment on our micro TV station,i2i TV from time to time.

This is enough for today. I just wanted to introduce myself to anyone who cares to dip in.

Physically, I am short, fat, balding and thirty five. See I’m lying already. I’m double 35, but the rest is true. See you later.  Keith Hayes, Reporter K (I’d like to be 007 but I wold shoot my foot off more likely than hit an enemy)

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Eye to Eye TV

I must be confusing you with the various social media messages you are getting from me.

It is mostly because I am completely thick when it comes to social media and although the instructions are often clearly laid out, to me they are absolutely confusing. I had this WordPress Blog site some time ago but didn’t use it much.

Then my site host eHost had a blog attached, driven it says by WordPress. I tried to transfer this blog to eHost. Of course its possible if you understand the lngo. No such luck, I’m afraid. After two words I had no idea what I was supposed to do. Johnny Foreigner syndrome strikes again.

Anyway I hope this blog is still working. Let me know if you receive it.

Most of my friends  know now that we are running a micro TV service under the banner Eye to Eye TV.

It’s a micro TV enterprise. Its among the first in Britain and is ground breaking. We have already broadcast an 8 part series called Bloody Tales from a Tiny Town and now call our TV service Tiny Town TV.

You can see more about us on http://www.eyetoeyetv.com

We obviously need support and if you are inclined to lend it go to Indiegogo to take a look at the campaign donor support is https//igg.me/at/WHAT’S-IN-A-NAME

This is a short blog because I don’t know if it works If it does, stand by for more


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Thinking out loud

Thought for the Day

Why don’t the English teach their children how to speak.  George Bernard Shaw and his creation Henry Higgins would be appalled at how the English language is mangled today, not by chimney sweeps and street traders, but by TV and radio journalists. I am not a conspiracy theorist usually but I am convinced that the teaching profession and BBC poobahs have managed to create and apparently encourage an entire generation who can only pronounce an “o” like a “u” and a “u” like an “o”. An otherwise intelligent friend suggested such distortion was “cute” . Maybe but in many countries where the English language is a second language, native  Brits can’t make themselves understood. Why can’t the English teach etc…..

A Bit of History

August 1959. I broke the world half mile record and the world high jump record within minutes of each other. I was digging for gravel on the mountain side of Stoney Creek in British Columbia when a grizzly bear suddenly appeared. Despite the fact that I had heavy boots on and the mountain track was knee deep mud, I raced the half mile in less than 90 seconds to a D9 Caterpiller bulldoze ( two stories high) and in one leap was beside the driver. My records were not recognised because I was running down hill😢

In The News

The contender for the leadership of the Labour Party Jeremy Corbyn has shocked everyone again with the assertion that the death of Osama Bin Laden’ s death was a tragedy. Corbyn would be a disaster for Britain should he become PM. But the popularity of radical figures such as Corbyn and UKIP leader Nigel Farage is a strong message to the established parties that they have run out of steam with ideas and imaginative leadership. They have created a void that could be filled by one of the minority politicians who are charismatic enough to gain popular support for even the daftest ideas. When will the major leaders wake up from their dreamworld and realise they must start representing the electorate or their own days will be numbered

From My Book

…. the global financial events of 2008 spilled over into another year and a year after that and a year after that…… The events in those years are likely to have a profound effect on the majority of global economies for many years to come and will thus remain newsworthy.

Young business journalists should note events in Russia, China and India in 2015.

my book is Business Journalism published by Apress 2014 and is available on Amazon

buy it now😏

People I Know

Eamon Holmes who worked at Ulster Television when I was there a and whose laid back approach to anchoring has made him universally popular on British TV. Young broadcasters should note.

Look To The Future

Web based TV is largely underdeveloped. Combining established TV practices with the new technology will lead to creative and interesting spin offs. Fans of the new technology have turned their backs on the  “old style” of broadcasting. Pity. The future will be a radical mix of old and new. Watch out.!

On Offer

I am a writer, broadcaster, speaker and media trainer s well as a pretty fair adviser on PR….. And I’m available.

Catch me on hayese@mail.com

Watch out for further Thinking Out Loud blogs…. They will return

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A City in the Mountains

It was bombed to hell in the 90’s but today, although shell pockmarked buildings are a reminder of its violent past, Sarajevo is a bustling, thriving town.

Plenty of restaurants and very typical Balkan food.

Weather is good on this day so eating outside is a reality … and a pleasure. Not much else to report on a day like this but who knows what might happen.

Just saw an article that UK is one of the worst places to live in Europe. Can Cameron put it right? Who knows. But all politicians all over the world need to break down the cynicism of their congregations first before taking any steps towards normalcy. Whose pocket have they got their hands in? Only the denomination of the currency that comes out tells that tale.

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