New Journalism

As a part of my journalism course, I have to write a blog entry about what we are learning about with one of my lecturers. This week was all about New Journalism! I hope you enjoy learning something new.

New Journalism was the shift in the late Victorian era from newspapers being Gentlemans magazines to appealing to the wider classes. Many newspapers during this time started publishing more sensationalised stories that appealed to more people instead of sticking with hard-hitting news that mostly well-educated members of society would read.

One of the most revolutionary people of his time is W.T. Stead, who is considered to be one of the pioneers of this movement. He started his career at the Northern Echo up in Newcastle where he became the youngest editor at age 22. He said that his position of power and influence is 'to be used on behalf of the poor, the outcast and the oppressed'.

Stead kept his promise throughout his career by writing about prostitution. His article resulted in the age of consent being raised from 13 to 16. Although he ended up in prison as a result of this article, he was showing that the press could influence the government, hold them to account and make sensationalised stories that appealed to a wider audience. Stead ended up being nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize several times but sadly died on the Titanic before the winner was revealed. 

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