I see Mr. Cameron has told us we have some "heavy lifting" to do to tackle the dreadful deficit.
This reminds me of the old joke about the Lone Ranger and his faithful Indian side-kick, Tonto.
They were surrounded by what the military now call in their dire jargon “hostiles”.
“Sioux ahead of us,” yelped the Lone Ranger. “Apache to the left. Comanche to the right. Seminole at the back of us. What shall we do?”
“What’s all this ‘we’ shit, white man?” came the reply.
The “we” that politicians deploy with such fine abandon means of course us – not them. We will be doing all the lifting, and it will be that much heavier because he has done far, far too little tackling.
After all the huffing and puffing, the deficit is actually scheduled to grow by, I believe, £650 billion in the next four years.
I did say repeatedly last year that Cameron could well be in the Bliar’s league when it comes to tap-dancing round the truth.
That's a pretty good start.
Could even the Flatulent Toad Brown have come up with something which so totally ignores the simple facts - which are that he hasn't started the job. If you're going to sweep away all the people sucking at the public tit, get a big brush and sweep mightily. Don't just push little piles of parasites from one spot to another.
Anyhow, if he fails to screw things up, don’t worry. The Unions are busy planning to make everyone’s life a misery in the spring, just to coincide with the royal wedding.
They are complaining about the cuts. The ones that haven't happened. And they want us to keep coughing up. From what? From an even bigger deficit.
Our world is divided into two types of people. Those who make the money. And those who piss it away. The politicians and the union leaders have one thing in common. They are pissers, not earners.
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Friday, 31 December 2010
I see Mr. Cameron has told us we have some "heavy lifting" to do to tackle the dreadful deficit.
Friday, 24 December 2010
You really have to wonder how some people survive.
I just read the landing page (wrong layout, no human being) of the utterly useless website of an agency run by someone I know who, amazingly, managed to do very well for quite a while.
That, however, was in corporate noddy-land where you can get away with all kinds of silliness.
In the real world his copy is the highroad to failure.
Yet what is sad is he probably laboured over it - or even sadder, paid someone else as clueless as he is.
But never for a second did he ask himself,"Should this be about me - or about what's in it for my clients?"
It has 231 words, 14 of which are “we”, “us” or “our” with exactly one “you” - but of course the obligatory “innovative business solutions”.
What a pool of puke.
People who run this kind of stuff should be required to go and stand in the middle of Trafalgar Square and read it out loud through a loudhailer, because they won’t have much else to do in a hazardous 2011.
I shall be doing my best to steer people away from folly in the months ahead.
Merry Christmas and don’t do you dare do that kind of shit in the New Year.
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
Jean Cocteau said something very apposite about this around 75 years ago.
He was talking about writing, but I believe it applies to all kinds of art: "You do not write with ideas. You write with words."
It is not enough to have a "concept" - which is just jargon for idea, used to impress the gullible. You must have the craft to make it work.
Take objets trouves.
Finding something in the street or on the beach and then displaying it is not art. It is good (or bad) taste and a piece of luck. Tracey Emin's dirty knickers are not art. They are the detritus of an imaginative slut.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 10:41
Christmas is a good time to think about what we believe in.
It's about 700 years since our lot went charging over to save Jerusalem from the Muslims, but the basic concept hasn't changed much - just the cast of characters.
A crew of loonies of Bangladeshi origin has been arrested for planning to slaughter a lot of people in the name of Allah.
And the lovely Afshan Azad who played Padma Patil (a Hindu-sounding name if ever there was one) in Harry Potter was beaten, called a slag and prostitute and threatened with death by her loving family after she met a young man who was not a Muslim.
She was too frightened to come to Manchester Crown Court for the trial of her father and brother who pretty much got away with it as a result.
People who feel that strongly about the joys of paradise should be sent to their spiritual homes, in this case I guess Bangladesh and Pakistan. Sudan sounds like fun, though - they have a permanent policy of slaughtering Christians, flogging women who wear trousers and so on.
Or maybe we could have a reciprocal arrangement whereby those who believe can experience the joys of Sharia - perhaps with Saudi Arabia, which is where most of the money to finance terror comes from.
Instead of being bound over the keep the peace in the silly old English way they could experience the bliss of something appropriately medieval that respects their beliefs.
Stoning to death? Public beheading? A hand or two amputated? A few hundred lashes in front of Manchester Town Hall? No doubt some of the preachers living here who egg these people on know the appropriate treatment.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 02:49
Saturday, 18 December 2010
I wouldn't say I hate Christmas, but I do hate the way it has turned into a giant retail romp.
Talking of which, my beloved, who (unlike me) loves buying presents, found a lovely winter coat for her sister at the Banana Republic and paid extra for it to be delivered quickly to our office by DHL before she whizzes off to Puglia.
Being alarmingly well-organised (excellent worrier) she monitored the progress of the coat, which in the event did not arrive. A phone call to DHL resulted in a 23 minute wait and a lot of lies. The coat had gone back to Banana Republic because it was "undeliverable".
This was bollocks. We have deliveries from DHL almost every day. We have even become quite matey with the guy who brings them.
So she rang Banana Republic in the U.S.
What a contrast! The girl at the other end thought up a solution: express delivery to Bari in Puglia. No charge. An extra 15% discount for the inconvenience (the coat was discounted already).
Superb. Only slightly marred by a question at the end: "Is Italy in Europe?"
The girl deserves a raise in salary plus free geography lessons.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 11:00
Monday, 13 December 2010
Here's a message I got from a reader, Victor Lamont, two days ago. At the end I will comment.
"Dear Mr Bird, I have just returned from Cancun. It is the second climate conference I have attended. I went (contributing to my expenses) – I did have a contribution from my congregation here in Chiangmai. I did not stay in a Hotel – like very many participants I was housed in a Mexican family who offered their kindness and hospitality.
I never got drunk and throughout the event I never saw anybody drunk. All told I learnt a great deal from fellow participants and I hope contributed some useful ideas. This really is the main role of such a conference. I work on the border of Burma and Thailand. I work with the United Nations Drug Abatement programme. We have been able to dramatically reduce the production of opium.
I realise this is a small project and you would have something sarcastic to write about it. But, the project has contributed to less high grade heroin arriving in the UK. None of my colleagues are lazy, wasteful or attend pointless jamborees. I work with many who have rejected high salaries to try and make a small contribution to our world. Before coming to Thailand I worked in Africa for 15 years – I was responsible for job creation.
I also attended a number of World Trade Jamborees – there are now very few tariffs on the products coming out of East/Central Africa – when I first arrived the WTC there where very many. Almost anything is now allowed into the EU – the major issue is between developing countries who stifle each other’s merchandise. Africa, South America are amongst the worst countries in this respect.
But enough from me, I am about to go to our project HQ it takes me five hours by bus. We don’t have expensive transport. Mr Bird your message has disappointed me. Having read you for some years I would have expected better. Now I fear you imagine most of your material and stories. Our world is so broken, it really is not intelligent to add to it without very positive alternatives."
What do I have to say in response to that?
I think there are many, many people like Victor trying hard to do good. There are also a great many people who are not in the least like Victor - and there are goodness knows how many reports about them - who live pretty high on the hog working for NGOs.
And having been more than once to Chiang Mai and further up to Chiang Rai and the Golden Triangle where many of the drugs originate, besides spending a lot of time on the streets of over 60 of the world's great cities, I have formed other strong beliefs.
No matter what Victor or others like him do, as long as people in rich countries want to do drugs, they will be available. Stopping them will about as easy as ending drinking alcohol or prostitution. And since we are talking g about Cancun I see the number of murders attributed to the drugs trade in Mexico alone has just topped 30,000.
Having lived with a former drug addict I tend to agree with what she told me in 1964: that criminalising them (which took place in the U.K. shortly after that) brings in criminals, as was the case with Prohibition in the U.S. The only results I recall from that little experiment were to further strengthen the Mafia and make Joseph Kennedy enough money to buy a few critical votes in Chicago for his son.
As far as I am aware Cancun event was about combatting climate change. I never believed that Al Gore whizzing around on a private jet did much to help. I wonder whether thousands of people - well-intentioned or otherwise - flying to exchange ideas in the Blackpool of Mexico will help much. Besides being a colossal waste of precious energy is it really the best way to get things done? Now that the internet is with us wouldn't doing it all online be cheaper and more sensible? You can exchange ideas quite easily that way; I do it all the time with thousands of people I have never met
In short, I tend to agree with the observations today in The Guardian - to say the least of it hardly a right-wing rag - headed, "The arrogance of Cancun".
These read in part "The high level talks at Cancun were our last chance (to protect the planet) and they failed" and pointed out that these get-togethers have been going on at colossal expense for 18 years.
So far they have achieved little more than pious statements by politicians looking for photo-ops - and they are an insult to you and your kind, Victor.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 13:23
Sunday, 12 December 2010
The Tate Modern is decades behind the times, dithering weakly as they skirt the shores of true modernity. It is time they dived in.
My dismay is provoked by learning that the top prize - The Turner - at the Tate's latest annual exercise in the ludicrous is some sounds played in an empty room by Susan Philipsz. (Lurv the "z", Sue. So creative.)
Sure enough an idiot critic called Tomkins said "It does not take much stretching of the imagination to see in the upside-down urinal's gently flowing curves the veiled head of a classic Renaissance Madonna or a seated Buddha".
The original urinal has been lost - what a tragedy - but a number of replicas have been "created." A couple of years back two Chinese artists entered into the spirit of the concept by trying to piss all over one of them on the entirely reasonable grounds that it constituted "an invitation."
I'm sorry, but the room with sounds bespeaks a lamentable lack of imagination. Last week, 40 musicians with fuck all to do went to a London studio and did not play their instruments in a performance of John Cage’s famous silent composition, "4’33’’" - which he came up with in 1952. (How sad that "troubled" - i.e. witless - Babyshambles "star" Pete Doherty didn't turn up.)
It is high time The Tate Modern got minimal, emptied their galley and had a show of nothing. You can be sure some pretentious twat would acclaim it as a great exhibition. I would be happy to be paid a few grand to "curate" it. My brilliant new career beckons.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 14:33
Saturday, 11 December 2010
What they say versus what happens:
Posted by Drayton Bird at 13:40
Thursday, 9 December 2010
Could the people at Talk-Talk, BT, Sky, Ofcom and so on find their own arseholes without a flashlight? Or what happens if you're not Lord Sugar
If you go here you can see how hard it is to get the Telewankers to act even if you're famous. http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/showbiz/article-23904769-the-day-lord-sugar-wanted-to-say-youre-fired-to-bt-call-centre-staff.do.
The mighty Sugar got things fixed in a day - but he only had to deal with one set of buffoons. Carol who works with me has been fucked around by a whole flotilla of them - so far, with more to come. Here's her story.
"I contacted TalkTalk on Tuesday 23rd November to report my phone out of order. I told them I could not receive incoming calls but could still make calls. My landline was not showing my correct phone number.
Later that day I received a text from TT to say that “initial testing has been inconclusive. We are now carrying out further testing. We will keep you informed.”
And a further text, “Our initial investigation discovered a fault on your line and we will confirm this status within 1 hour.” And another text, “Following further investigation on your fault. Please reply FIXED or NOT FIXED, to which my reply was ‘not fixed’.
The next day I called the technical support team again and I was told that it appeared there was an ‘unsolicited cease order’ on my line as someone at my address had requested to be moved to another provider.
I replied that I had made no such request. I asked if it was possible that the first floor flat, who have the same address, had, as new tenants had recently moved in, and I was told it was unlikely as they would have a different line.
I called again on Thursday 25th November and was told the problem was a crossed line which could take up to 5 days to resolve and if I had not heard anything by Monday 29th, I should call again.
Then I received a further text saying a problem could not be found etc. I called yet again on the Monday. They were still investigating the problem - and again on Tuesday 30th I was told by a second line technical support person that my line had been disconnected as someone at my address had requested to move to another provider.
I contacted BT who told me it would probably be TT or Sky who had done this.
As I was, or had been, with TT, Sky appeared to be the culprits, so I contacted Sky who confirmed that this 0203 number was theirs.
I spent most of Tuesday phoning TT customer services and sales department without being able to speak to anyone in authority (ALL of their managers were in a meeting) trying to explain that Sky had taken over my line without my consent (I had been "slammed") only to be told more than once that I am a NEW CUSTOMER and would have to pay a reconnection charge of £79.99.
I contacted Sky again who confirmed that they had wrongly transferred my line but they could not connect me back up and TT were the only ones who could. These calls went on and I could get nowhere apart from Sky saying if I invoice them for the costs involved in getting a line back they would look at it.
On Friday 3rd December I spoke to Ofcom who advised me to log complaints against both TT and Sky and get connected with another provider.
I rang BT and told them the situation. They first said they would place the order for a line connection but when they ran a check on my property they told me that the line at this address was owned by Sky and they could do nothing for me.
I contacted TT again who told me I had been slammed and agreed to waive the reconnection charge but it would be 6 – 10 days for the line to be connected.
Later that day I received a text from TT saying “we are working hard to get you set up”. At 6.30pm a further text was sent announcing that “an engineer needs to visit your home to activate your TalkTalk phone and broadband service on 29.12.2010 between 08.00 – 13.00.<
I complained to TalkTalk yet again about the length of time involved in getting my line back and that they were treating me like a new customer only to be told that there was nothing they could do to bring the date forward.
They did agree to pay £20 for an O2 dongle (but I had to pay a further £15 for the credit which they didn’t mention).
This was a complete non starter. O2 were contacted about the lack of a connection and advised me that this was due to adverse weather conditions and engineers were working on the problem.
I have now bought a dongle from TMobile for £40 (all in) and this is providing an excellent connection – funny that because the weather is pretty much the same.
By the time I get connected again, I will have been without a line for almost 6 weeks and when I do get connected it will be with a completely different phone number as Sky threw mine away when they stole the line - deliberately or otherwise."
Posted by Drayton Bird at 15:57
Sunday, 5 December 2010
The carpets in our flat which were there when we arrived are beginning to look as tired as I feel after a night on the booze, so the great search has begun.
If it sounds like writing, I rewrite it."
All the half-wits who write corporate tripe should be dragged out of bed at 3 a. m. every morning and have that boomed out to them over powerful megaphones.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 11:06
Friday, 3 December 2010
Do you, like me, prefer it to what I saw in the Saatchi Gallery last year - a pile of old clothes masquerading as art?
WHERE: The West Eleven Gallery in Notting Hill - 5 Blenheim Crescent London W11 2EE
WHEN: from 7th to 11th December.
Private View: 5 - 9PM Tuesday 7 December
Further viewing at 10am to 6pm, 7 - 11 December with a late night opening on Thursday 9 December till 9pm
And just in case any nasty suspicions crept into your mind, no, I have no interest in this, financial or otherwise. I just like his work. And somehow countryside scenes are so right at this time of the year.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 15:16
Thursday, 2 December 2010
I don't know if familiarity breeds contempt, but when it comes to writing I find it breeds inertia. It's that same old, same old feeling.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 07:43
Friday, 26 November 2010
“Ignorance is bliss” ... how can firms have learned NOTHING in the last 150 years? Plus the tantalising moment that can transform your profits
The other day I got an email from a firm called AdvertTracker, whose skills either do not include literacy or who do not bother to check their emails for grammatical errors before they send them out.
"This is one product that’s (sic) works equally well for Large Corporations and small SME’s – Increasing the efficiency of your advertising spend –Know for sure what advertising pays AND WHAT DOES NOT!"
Below was a testimonial from Chris Hayden, Chairman, Ford Retail:
“AdvertTracker provides our business with the facts about media cost per call, and call handling performance – as a result both areas have dramatically improved to maximise return from our marketing spend and our sales from phone enquiries”.
I looked to see what AdvertTracker does and was amused and astonished when I found out.
They measure firms’ advertising effectiveness in a way so ludicrously obvious and easy that it is laughable.
Guess what? They count and measure. What they count is phone calls – how many each ad gets, how many are answered, how many ignored and so on.
Then they stick a fancy little page online with a few colourful graphics that tells you what’s happening day to day. It’s like Google Analytics for simpletons.
It is staggering to reflect that direct marketers have been counting and measuring since the days of Queen Victoria, but some fools haven't got round to it.
You don't need to pay anyone else to do this. But AdvertTracker will do well - and deserves to. Not because their prospects are as illiterate as they are but because their service does what anyone spending advertising money should and can do very easily, but so many are either too idle or too thick to.
A chief reason is that their advertising agencies blind them with bullshit about branding and awareness so as to avoid their efforts being properly measured.
I hope AdvertTracker charges like the Light Brigade, because people too stupid to be doing this already deserve to be punished.
There is a massive flaw, of course. Those who measure properly know that the ads which produce the most enquiries don’t always get the most sales. I learned this the hard way in the mid '70's - by going broke.
And even if you get that right, those that get the most sales don’t always get the best roi in terms of long term customer value. But let’s face it, these people need to learn to walk before they can run.
If you have read this far, you may be wondering about the tantalising moment I mentioned.
Well, it is to do with getting more leads off your website. One of your big frustrations must be that you get visitors - but they don't turn into leads.
There is a tantalising moment when people are browsing on your site. It is that moment when they are thinking of enquiring - but don't.
Some technology developed by a firm I know prompts visitors to act. For one firm it increased product trials by 400%.
Does this interest you? If so would you like to see how it works?
I don't mean a hard sell face-to face sales pitch. It is a video we did at EADIM last year.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 07:50
Thursday, 25 November 2010
The internet is a bit like the Wild West. Very little law and order - and too many killings by unscrupulous rogues.
I have noted three infallible signs of a likely rip-off. 1. The phrase: “My good friend”. 2. A ludicrous promise only a half-wit would believe. 3. Illiteracy. These are usually accompanied by the word free – which invariably leads pretty soon to a request for money
A good example comes from Mr. Melvin Gonzalez who wisely distances himself from the long reach of the law enforcement agencies by having an address in Ecuador, home of brilliant business breakthroughs.
He says “My good friend Paul Lynch as (sic) just created an AMAZING FREE Training that shows you how he can turn just $5 into HUNDREDS within 60 minutes!”
This leads to a squeeze page with a video explaining how Mr. Lynch wants to “give back to ordinary people” ... and a promise of 1,000s of testimonials (there are 32 in fact).
What is brilliant is that he sounds really genuine. And what is genuinely AMAZING is how Melvin and Paul came to be such good friends, as Paul – from his accent - lives somewhere in the North of England, whereas good ole Mel is safely ensconced just over the border from Peru.
I googled Paul Lynch and found a site called http://www.just2help.co.uk full of misspelt stuff. The list of events they publicise is probably a good guide to where not to go in the next few months as it features the kind of people regularly flamed on The Salty Droid (a site that exposes internet scamsters).
This dodgy stuff works because of three things: 1. People believe what they want to believe 2. The world is full of ill-educated, desperate folk 3. The techniques these people use are as a rule extremely good; you can learn a lot from them.
If you would like to know more about this subject, go to http://www.makepeacetotalpackage.com/drayton-bird/a-sad-story-that-cost-me-money-and-is-far-too-common.html#more-4757
Oh, and as we’re on the subject of stuff for free, here’s something that may interest you - if you’re not sick to death of hearing about it.
Once a month I run a webinar for my EADIM students. I shall be doing a short one tomorrow on creative for inserts.
The usual webinars are not free, but there’s no charge tomorrow as it’s a bit of a test to make sure everyone knows how to use the technology.
I'm going to record it and replay next Monday at 2pm. Would you like to see it? If you're interested, click here. And don't worry. I won't sell you anything. I find people buy if they want to, and don't if they don't.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 08:45
Monday, 22 November 2010
"When a man speaks of his honour and a woman of her virtue, avoid the former and cultivate the latter." - John Wilkes
He tells me:
I Googled the phrase "We value your business" and got 191,000,000 hits from the search. Even for Google, this is a large number.
When you actually do get a human on the line, it's like the company has serious Attention Deficit and Disorder issues, which is why the ginormous phone company pictured in the cartoon is called ad&d - note that any resemblance to a real phone company is purely coincidental.
And it's not just the phone companies. Take the credit card companies. When I call them, they ask me to enter my sixteen digit account number. Then, minutes later, when a human picks up the phone, what is the first thing they ask me? They say, "please tell me your sixteen digit account number."
What happened to the one I just keyed into the phone? Apparently the phone system ate it.
Not long ago I bought a house and called a major phone company (let's just say their name rhymed with ad&d) to get phone service. I wasn't asking for anything fancy, just a plain old land line
They told me that they really preferred not to actually set up the service themselves (although they would for about $128) and that I should call their outsourced company called White Picket Fence or something like that if I wanted to actually get a phone installed at a lesser rate.
- and they wanted to fob me off to some other company with a meaningless name.
I wasn't doing a home improvement project, I just wanted a plain old land line attached to a plain old black desk phone (with the curly cord that gets all snagged and bunched up). And, they wouldn't even transfer me. They gave me the phone number to dial myself.
Awesome customer service, don't you think. Anyhow, I did actually call White Picket Fence and the whole transaction went downhill from there - but I'll spare you at this point.
The Chelsea Library of which I am an avid patron, went high-tech/big cock-up about a year ago.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 12:19
Sunday, 21 November 2010
On the left is Brian Mdluli's beautiful 4 year-old daughter Katlego who was with us for most of the day yesterday.
We went on what turned out to be a 12-hour jaunt in a minibus with Brian, his wife, and 6 friends. Or was it seven? Hard to tell because we travelled in the closest thing to a mobile bar I've ever seen.
I realised I'm getting too old for this - and for no particular reason my mind flew back 29 years or so to a day we took a coach-full of our agency staff down to a very smart country hotel in Sussex.
On the way there we had a drink or two and some nibbles. Some thoughtful soul had cooked a cake with some hash (unknown to us) in it, so what with the odd glass of champagne we were all feeling exceptionally spirited after lunch.
At one point in the afternoon the hotel's owner asked one of our art directors who was browsing in the library and who seemed relatively respectable, "Are you in charge of this rabble?"
"No, they're in the swimming pool."
It was true.
My partner Glenmore and I had jumped in with all our clothes on.
On reflection our little trip yesterday was by comparison downright tranquil.
When we saw the Apartheid Museum on Friday I was reminded what an important role the press -especially a magazine called Drum -played in exposing the dreadful facts in those dark years.
Today they are doing much the same thing. The papers are full of detailed reports of the astonishing corruption and greed of politicians here. One junior politician squandered astounding sums - millions - over a four year period staying at a 5 star hotel because he didn't like his free official residence.
What a lot of good that money - and he is just one example - could do for the millions of desperately poor people here.
He has just been promoted.
A sad betrayal.
By the way: here's the best argument I've ever heard of in favour of marriage. Polygamy is legal here, and I'm told the President gets a few million rand when he takes a new wife.
I have no idea if this is true, but with me it's usually worked out the other way round.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 07:02
Thursday, 18 November 2010
Since this is a blog, supposed to be all about deeply fascinating and revealing things that happen to wonderful, senile me, let me tell you that the weather in Johannesburg has been cold, miserable and wet, but is looking better today.
Yesterday we went with Brian Mdluli to visit the place where he was born: Soweto, in Johannesburg. Naturally he took us to see the only street in the world that has had two Nobel Prize winners living on it: Nelson Mandela and Desmond Tutu. There is an African restaurant there, so we had lunch, too.
Brian is an exceptionally funny, dynamic and boundlessly hospitable man who runs the South African Direct Marketing Association. He is one of four brothers, all of whom seem to have done pretty well. We met his equally entertaining father, who joined us for lunch.
In retirement he divides his time between playing golf and running various building projects - one of which is next to the restaurant. The building, he told me. interferes with the former.
The worrying thing is, I am sure I was taken to see Soweto last time I was here, but for the life of me I can't remember a damn thing about it. Maybe we just drove through. As a matter of fact I can't even recall exactly when I was here last. I think it was nineteen or twenty years ago. Nelson Mandela was free, and I was taken on a helicopter trip by a pilot who had flown the great man around South Africa.
Today we went to see the Apartheid Museum, which brought back many memories, as I was very obsessed with its miseries when younger.
The museum is extraordinary - the best I have ever seen of that kind. Besides making one deeply ashamed of the disgusting way the whites behaved, the thing that impresses most is what a remarkable man Mandela is. It is astonishing that the country didn't collapse into bloody mayhem in the way Zimbabwe has. His moral authority is the reason.
I was worried last time I came about how the country would do, and I still am.
The gap between rich and poor is no less, and perhaps greater. Every house here of any size or status has electrified fencing round it and lots of signs about security, armed response and so on.
Last night we went to have meal in a restaurant. We were driven there by a taxi driver called Thomas. We asked him which restaurants were good.
"I do not know. I have never been in a restaurant," was his reply.
Way to go here.
On the other hand, from what I have seen it's even worse in many Latin American countries.
It's a rather terrifying indictment of the free world that when I was in Cuba three years ago, despite all the crumbling buildings and the state control things seemed far better for poor people than in, say, Peru or Brazil.
We hope to visit Belo Horizonte in Brazil during the next few months, so I'll give you my impressions then.
By the way, if the Demon of blogs has (once again) changed the typeface on this, don't blame me.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 17:11
Sunday, 14 November 2010
I've written God knows how many articles. Here's something that ran in a magazine 12 years ago.
As David Ogilvy noted in his first book, “Confessions of an Advertising Man”, if you wish to succeed in advertising become an expert at something. But it’s no use being an expert unless everyone knows it.
So you must do two things. First, learn so much about your chosen area of expertise that you know at least as much and probably more than anyone you are likely to meet. Second, fool as many people as possible into thinking you are brilliant.
This is achieved quite simply, though - like most good things in life - not without great effort. You must be tireless in acquiring relevant knowledge wherever and whenever you can find it - preferably where other people might never think of looking. And you must communicate that knowledge wherever and whenever worthwhile contacts might see, hear or read you.
So now let me talk about myself - always such fun, don’t you agree? Here’s what I do to manage a modest degree of success in marketing.
First of all, you can’t succeed in our sort of business without what someone called a “well-furnished mind”.
I read every issue of Marketing, Marketing Week, Precision Marketing, The Week, The Spectator, The Oldie, Advertising Age, Direct Response. Who’s Mailing What, Subscription Strategy – and anything I find interesting in newspapers or magazines, particularly The Daily Telegraph, The Evening Standard, The Economist and Fortune.
I also devour anything that catches my attention on trains, planes and my dentist’s waiting room, plus Vogue, Tatler, Vanity Fair and other things my wife buys.
I watch a lot of TV – ranging from the Discovery Channel to MTV or VHS, not forgetting the glorious Jerry Springer show, plus the occasional film and quite a few videos. And I read a lot of books.
When younger, I went to every conference or event where I thought I might learn something or meet someone interesting. Happily nowadays instead of having to listen to other people shooting their mouths off, I get paid to do it myself. I can only do so because I put in all those years and those long afternoons listening to mostly very bad speakers, hoping from time to time they might say something useful.
So, that, briefly, is how you gain knowledge – though I should add something about unexpected places. One problem with people in marketing, as with most industries, is that they are so busy making a living they never have time to think of anything else.
Do not restrict your acquisition of knowledge to the obvious – e.g., books about business and marketing. Just in the last few weeks I have found very interesting little snippets or observations in odd places. One was a book written 50 years ago by an insurance salesman, one was in the third chapter of War & Peace by Tolstoy, one was an essay by Mark Twain on public speaking.
The ability to learn from these sources enables you to astonish people by your culture and erudition, approach your subject from a slightly different or unexpected perspective, and educate yourself – a process which largely starts after you leave school, not before.
The second part of the recipe I propose is to communicate as much as possible. Again, since 1978 I have written four to six articles every month in a number of publications and countries, but mostly here in the UK.
The most difficult challenge - but in some ways one of the most rewarding things you can do - is to learn to speak in public. You probably know that next to poisonous snakes, this is the thing that terrifies most people more than anything else.
It certainly did me. I was too terrified to speak in front of an audience until I was 41. And when I did I had to be fortified by two large brandies and a couple of Valium. It took me a year to begin to master the art but it was one of the most valuable things I have ever learned. (When I say ‘master’ what I mean is, not to be so terrified that I actually run off the stage).
Again, if you are going to pursue this course you must give it your all. For the last 20 years I have been prepared to talk just about anywhere, to anybody, on any subject. If I didn’t know enough, I had to learn. And it was all in the hope that somebody there might be impressed enough to give me some business or some praise sooner or later, directly or indirectly.
So there you are: one man’s recipe for success. It may not all work for you but I would be amazed if some of it didn’t.
There is one other element which is almost impossible to develop and I didn't mention in the original article.
Try to avoid dealing with shits, cheats, bullies and liars. They are almost impossible to spot and there are quite a few about. One has just cost me an immensely valuable member of staff.
Posted by Drayton Bird at 00:25