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I
can only recount to you my own little corner of this tragedy of
Biblical scale, that, if not for you the reader, and I the writer,
would have passed into oblivion with all of the other minor yet
anonymous tales of woe. Washed away with the tides of our common
disinterest.
Like
many of you reading this page, when news of Katrina hit, I was moved
to do something, anything, that might provide relief or assistance
to the hapless victims of the storm. First on my list was to pull
the dumbass drivel I had written on the branding of a fictitious
product called "Turnapples" and replace it with a heartfelt plea
for my loyal readers to support the Katrina relief effort. Thank
you to the three of you who so generously responded.
Feeling
confident that there was much more that creative practitioners like
myself could contribute, I recruited a team of writers, creative
directors, designers, TV producers and a wonderful PR person to
address the task. The result was the repurposing of a wish-fullfilment
reality show entitled "Step Up America" done earlier, that we refocused
to the mission of rebuilding the Gulf Coast. To this effort, we
added a fundraising campaign that entreated corporate America to
donate an amount equal to one day of their total advertising budget
to make the rebuilding viable.
"Give Us This Day" was our battle cry to rally the troops. Our goal
was to raise more than $300 million to get the job done. Websites
were built overnight. Pitches were made to the networks. Celebrity
presenters were recruited, Huge construction companies were tapped
to administer the funds. We were off and running. Major business
publications expressed an interest in covering our efforts. Even
a prominent Senator stood ready to endorse our program.
And
then America chimed in with what it really thought about the events
on the Gulf Coast. And the poison began to spread. Soon, even our
tight knit little group that had done so much with so little, so
fast began to show signs of infection. Words like "entitlement"
began creeping into our meetings. People began questioning whether
we should do anything to rebuild homes, "that should never have
been built there in the first place." References cropped up about
the value of, "helping people who would shoot at their own rescuers."
Suddenly
the emphasis morphed from "rebuilding" to "rethinking." More thought
was being given to "how the audience would respond." The big question
was no longer, will corporate America respond to our message; but
rather, which would you rather watch: a show about rebuilding a
neighborhood in New Orleans or "Desperate Housewives."
America
had won yet another victory against its worst enemy. Its poorest
citizens. Every time I overheard the voices of my team mates complaining
about their grandchildren paying for some black person's new swimming
pool I wondered if they felt the same about that black person's
great grandfather and the contribution his slave labor had made
to their ability to have a swimming pool. I knew that what had started
out as a mission of mercy had now degenerated into just another
"development project" to be compared with the offerings of the Oprah
Winfrey Show and Extreme Home Makeover.
So
I mustered what little resolve I had left (a scant 24 hours before
we were to present "Step Up America: Give Us This Day" to Nancy
Daniels, VP of Programming at CBS) and pulled the plug. "I may not
agree with what you say, but I will defend to the death, your right
to say it" was a quote that always made me proud of this amazing
nation of ours and its diversity of thought. Now I just find myself
asking where were all these comments were on "entitlements" and
"handouts," when Hurricane Ivan ripped through Florida.
Yes, my interest in the plight of my fellow Americans is but one
more casualty of Hurricane Katrina. I would much rather be watching
"Desperate Housewives." But where does such thinking leave me as
a marketing person, and self appointed standard bearer in the Post-Advertising
Era.
Now
that I have qualitative and quantitative proof that we Americans
don't really give a fuck about the poorest among us. And I quote
a note sent to me by one of my "team" members. "Fact, if you are
poor and uneducated in America, this is what happens. Fact, if you
depend on the government, you will be sorely disappointed. Fact,
if you are poor in America, there is no reason for you to be uneducated.
Its free! 12 grades. And if you really apply yourself, there is
enough grants and assistance out there for higher education, which
will raise you above the poverty level. And no longer will you depend
on the government and be disappointed." Where indeed?
I don't think this and other simular messages were lost on the lower
rungs of our society. I think they will view New Orleans and the
resultant commentary as an indication of things to come. If they
didn't realize it before, they most certainly realize it now. America
wants them dead and gone.
Where
were their corporate beneficiaries in the midst of all of this?
Where was Coca-Cola? Blacks make up more than 70% of their market.
Where was Nike? Black teens buy their $200+ sneaks by the score.
McDonald's? Absent. KFC? Absent. The cigarette and liquor companies?
AWOL. What will the reaction be to those brand's lack of interest
in their key consumer franchise being vilified in the press as "looters"
and "loafers?"
Madison
Avenue had commercials on the air 24 hours after 9/11 extolling
the heroism of NYPD and NYFD. Were there no acts of heroism in the
wake of Katrina worthy of Coca-Cola's attention in light of the
character assassination of more than half of it's consumer franchise?
Apparently none worthy of notice.
In
the Post Advertising Era, brands will be far more responsive to
the plight as well as interests of their core consumer franchises.
Brands will understand the value of standing beside their customers
hand-in-hand, not just hand-in-pocket. And perhaps even we creative
people will come to realize the difference between crafting clever
messages, and being cleverly manipulated by them.
Stay
tuned.
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