Opinion Editorials are posted and archived on JNonline.us . Editorial Grappling With Bad Journalism T here is a shining line in journal- ism that separates reporting from propaganda. Cross it and your credibility is shattered. But it has taken seven years before the television network France 2 was shown to have manipulated film shot in Gaza that made it appear that a 12-year-old But in the appeal of a libel verdict brought against him for challenging the truthfulness of the film, French news media commentator Philippe Karsenty last month won a reversal and exposed the duplicitous practices of France 2. Karsenty's organization, Media Ratings, monitors French print and broadcast outlets for examples of bias against Israel and Jews. They have no shortage of material. "It's very positive for your career [in French media] ... to say that Israel is an evil state and you want it to disappear;' says Karsenty. Israel has long con- tended the shots that killed Mohammad al-Dura in 2001 were not fired by its soldiers. But such denials were dismissed in most of Europe because of the dramatic impact of the French film footage. In Karsenty's appeal, however, several examples of staged coverage by France 2 were shown in court, and the network could not account for nine crucial min- utes of missing footage from the al-Dura incident that purported to connect the Some American editors even justify stories that make it appear Israel is an aggressor by pointing to the time constraints of the news cycles. Palestinian boy was gunned down by Israeli troops. The emotional coverage galvanized French public opinion against Israel and was also a factor in the tide of anti- Semitism that swept over the country earlier in this decade. The damage caused by this apparently phony report is incal- culable. dead boy with Israeli gunfire. In addition, its cameraman, Talal Abu Rahma, is an admitted Palestinian sympathizer. The court ruled that such partisans operating in a non-democratic regime are inher- ently less reliable and France 2 should have considered that before airing the footage. Challenging its coverage was thus a legitimate act and not libelous. Unfortunately, in the international dis- information campaign carried on by the Palestinians and their sympathizers there are few clear-cut victories. It is also prob- able that most of the media outlets that trumped up the original story will either ignore or play down this one. Some American editors even justify stories that make it appear Israel is an aggressor by pointing to the time con- straints of the news cycle. Since print and broadcast media want to lead their stories with the latest angle, the original rocket attack or bombing that provoked an Israeli response is buried in the story and Israel's retaliatory strike is the lead. It's difficult to understand how such a knee-jerk response can be a justification for anything but bad journalism. But as the Karsenty case shows, there's plenty of that going around. ❑ Reality Check Growing Up, Growing Old T he notice has been lying on my desk for a few months now and I guess I can't ignore it anymore. Mumford High, Class of 1958, is holding its 50th reunion this August. That means me. How'd that happen? I won't pretend that my four years at Mumford were the happiest of my youth. I wasn't miserable, either. I just kind of sat in a corner and hoped no one would bother me. I hadn't yet discovered journalism as a calling. Well, not a calling, really. More like an insistent buzzing in my ear, like a dragonfly's drone in summer. That didn't come until my sophomore year at college, and after that I was one formidable dude. I'm lying about that. But it did seem like I had a lot more fun. I was a year ahead of myself in high school, a victim of reading too well in the first grade and a semester of summer school in the sixth so that I'd graduate in summer. A year is hardly a blip now but in my mid-teens it was a chasm. Socially awkward doesn't tell the half. It was more like a case of speaking in tongues whenever a person of the alternative gender came near. There probably are still some female classmates walking around who thought I was an exchange student from Slovenia. The most significant thing that hap- pened to me at Mumford was failing geometry in the 10th grade. It proved two things to me. I wasn't as smart as I thought I was and I needed glasses. I had been assigned a seat in the back of the first row for this class and the blackboard was fuzzy. I thought that's how everyone viewed the world and never complained, although I couldn't see a thing when Mr. McDaid explained a problem. After cataract surgery last year, I finally put aside my glasses, although I still doubt that I'd be able to do much damage on a geometry proof. Stupid Euclid, stop pickin' on me. That's probably why I don't have much sympathy for today's students who complain that they can't meet the state's new man- datory algebra requirements. Suck it up, kids. If I got through three years of high school math, anyone can. But enough of that. I'll pick up the reunion card, fill it out, mail in a check. Reconnect for a few moments. I've been to more of my wife's reunions than I have to my own. Not intentionally. Things just happened that way. We seem to socialize more with people of her age rather than mine. I wouldn't socialize with me, either, given the choice. The years roll on. The old neighbor- hoods and old grievances disappear. The people we were are alien to us now The songs we sang are out of fashion. Wisps of memory are half a century old and the angst of finding a date for the prom cannot quite compare with getting the latest readings from the oncologist. I hesitate now before eating a Coney, but the spring wind still can stir me when I listen hard enough and on a summer day a part of me still wants to reach for a mitt and a ball. I hope that never changes. But I no longer have to wonder who wrote the book of love. I get that answer each time I look into my granddaughter's eyes. 111 George Cantor's e-mail address is gcantor614@aol.com. June 12 2008 A25