My step-dad once told me that the problem with newspapers is that they’re not entertaining and that the problem with tv is that it’s all entertainment. He died before social media and Nancy Grace appeared on the news landscape, yet I can imagine both would give him fits because one entertains in the name of media and the other is media in the form of personal entertainment. For Ms. Grace to devote every show to a discussion of Casey Anthony’s murder trial is no less remarkable than, say, my local Fox affiliate devoting part of every newscast to reading viewers’ Facebook and twitter posts. However, if you think that both Nancy Grace and Facebook are creations of a media-hungry world, you would only be partially correct. In part, though, they were both created by the media itself. I do not say this lightly or with disparagement. I work in the media and recognize that while the medium may be the message, the platform is almost always the messenger.
Nevertheless, what we create–like Dr. Frankenstein’s Monster–we must feed. And Casey Anthony is one of those creations. Almost every major television news organization covered every movement of her trial every single day. So did a good number of entertainment outlets, opting to forego at least some of the Hollywood gossip in favor of true crime story that might beat the usual celebrity voyuerism in the ratings. Further, the tweets and Facebook posts about Casey Anthony were not just plentiful–they were abundant. We in the media took a defendant and made her a celebrity. Nancy Grace does 5 shows on Ms. Anthony and it is pursuit of justice. Nancy Grace does 60 shows and she makes someone she does not like famous.
And Casey Anthony’s fame is different from the infamy of O. J. Simpson and Charles Manson. O. J. Simpson was already hugely famous when he went to trial. Among Manson’s victims was an actress in fame’s backyard. Casey Anthony was a person with no connection to anything famous whatsoever. But that is over now. Like Joran Van Der Sloot before her, it is possible that as many people worldwide will know the name Casey Anthony as do the name Nancy Grace. I am not picking on Ms. Grace. Like most, she is trained to do what her producers tell her. I am not picking on producers. Some pay my bills and I need them to go for the ratings. I am merely illustrating that television–even programming in the name of news and journalism–cannot make the distinction when granting fame. Call some of it infamy if you like but Casey Anthony has a story to tell and a lifetime in which to tell it. It hurts my heart that poor Caylee Anthony will have no time for hers.
Also like Nancy Grace, Casey Anthony will have book deals and tv appearances. Much, much different than Ms. Grace is the probability that there will be many more books and tv shows about Ms. Anthony. You can’t blame the courts for this and you can’t blame–at least not completely–tv for it. We have to shoulder the burden ourselves. We treated Casey Anthony like a celebrity. We talked about a person we did not know. We tweeted about her. We watched her every night. We judged her. We flipped the switch. She sat up. She will not be taking her meals in the prision library. She will be feeding at Amazon.com and the old laboratory of our living rooms via network, cable and tweet.