Journalism isn’t about who can wield the biggest vocabulary kit

Arnab’s coverage of the Sushant Singh Rajput case in 2020. When the Bollywood actor’s death was ruled a suicide, Arnab and Republic TV turned it into a circus. He didn’t just report—he accused, speculated, and ran a relentless campaign suggesting murder and conspiracy, often without solid evidence. Actually, the Mumbai Police and AIIMS forensic team concluded it was suicide, with no foul play, yet Arnab kept pushing narratives like “Rhea Chakraborty is guilty” based on WhatsApp chats and his own loud assertions. This wasn’t about facts—it was about drama, TRPs, and shouting over panelists. His vocabulary was sharp, sure, but it dressed up guesswork as truth.

Remember the 2020 Palghar mob lynching? Two sadhus were killed by a mob, and Arnab went live, blaming Congress leader Sonia Gandhi and calling it a targeted attack on Hindus. In Fact, the Maharashtra Police arrested over 100 people, mostly locals, and found no political conspiracy—just a tragic misunderstanding fueled by rumors. Arnab’s fiery words and accusations weren’t backed by evidence; they were meant to inflame. His articulate rants didn’t make it journalism—they made it propaganda.

The TRP scam in 2020. Mumbai Police investigated claims that Republic TV manipulated ratings by paying households to keep the channel on. Whereas, the police filed a chargesheet, and while Arnab denied it, the Broadcast Audience Research Council (BARC) flagged irregularities. Instead of reporting impartially, he turned it into a personal crusade, attacking rivals and the system on-air. His eloquence didn’t dig for truth—it deflected accountability.

Journalism isn’t about who can wield the biggest vocabulary kit—it’s about uncovering reality with evidence, not spinning tales with flair. Arnab and others like him might sound impressive, but that doesn’t mean they’re delivering the goods. Think of it like milk from a dog. Dogs produce milk for their pups, right? But it’s not fit for humans—it’s got the wrong nutrients, and we’d spit it out. Same with these journalists: they churn out something that looks like news, all polished and loud, but it’s not consumable truth. It’s just noise, laced with bias or half-baked claims, not the nourishing facts we need. Vocabulary might make it sound fancy, but it doesn’t make it real journalism—just like a dog’s milk won’t sustain us, no matter how much of it there is.

Don’t be fooled by the articulate swagger. Real journalism digs, verifies, and informs—it doesn’t just yell the loudest or dress up opinions as facts. Arnab’s style might grab attention, but it’s a far cry from the substance we deserve.

I am feeling better after this rant :)