In recent decades, many wrote premature obituaries to the Labour and Conservative Parties and the monarchy when they were perpetually engulfed by chaos, forgetting that old whores like those only live to become old whores because they are, at their core, a representation of an idea. And you can never, as cliche teaches, kill an idea.
The idea that underpins the modern BBC is that of a state-funded broadcaster so large and strong it has the powers both to withstand political pressure and to foster that fragile sense of shared national identity. Its independence guarantees sporadic warfare with government, and its sheer size makes mistakes of the kind fixating us now inevitable. But the obsession with these horrendous journalistic failures, and how it came to swamp interest in the pedophilia that led to them, tells a story. If people are furious with the BBC, it is that especially ferocious and ephemeral anger that emanates not from raw hatred, but from disappointed love.
Whatever current opinion polling says about the Beeb being mistrusted by a majority for the first time, the loathing will remain reserved for a Murdoch empire that cannot or will not learn humility.
To hear Trevor Kavanagh of the Sun, tell John Humphrys yesterday that Newsnight's misdemeanours were worse than those that infected the Murdoch tabloids would have been shocking had it not been so wearyingly predictable. The refusal to draw a distinction between gross incompetence and systemic criminality told us what we knew already. The BBC agonises over its flaws. News International dismisses its own as too trifling to be worth the attention.
In the BBC's eagerness to allow Kavanagh air time to distort and derange the self-evident truth, just as it allowed Humphrys to put Entwistle out of his misery, lies the seed of its certain redemption. The rigorous independence of its journalism not only far outweighs the occasional fiasco. It is the immune system that will fight off this nasty virus.
A full cure will also require some surgery. The scalpel must also be taken to the bloated layers of necrotic management. Elements of the output have stagnated through complacency, and need refreshing.
The flaws are multiple and serious, and if this crisis forces the next editor-in-chief to address them, the BBC will emerge stronger from this nightmare than it entered it. In another piece of espionage fiction, George Smiley reflected on the treachery that brought the Circus to its knees in Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy, and with hindsight judged it a blessing in disguise because it compelled the organisation to reform before it was too late.
There is no institution of the BBC's magnitude that does not face apparently existential crises from time to time, and those with the will to face and learn from them survive. The BBC will come through this, not just because if the only alternative monolith is News Corp, there is no alternative.
For all the imperfections, its perspective expresses the values of tolerance and decency, fairness and humanity, to which this country likes to lay claim, and that expression resonates around the world. This may be a muted and despondent 90th birthday for Auntie, but there will be many happier returns.
- Independent
