A brand with the fangs of a dragon and the sights of a Stinger Missile is back. It's one of my favorite brands of all time -- especially when its tough and unflinching. It's The News and Observer. And over the last three months, it's reminded everyone from the governor to the Joe & Jane Public just how it earned its reputation as one of the nation's best dailies. This even as it lays off staff. In fact, because of the challenges facing the N&O, its fire-breathing return to fighting form should be an inspiration to all businesses.
A newspaper -- like a lot of enterprises -- serves many audiences and often shifts its brand identity to meet different needs. The brand identity that's conspicuously roared back at the N&O isn't the USA Today-style shorts and tips. It's the investigative reporting, agitator-for-the-public-good brand that made the paper's bones under the leadership of its founders and legendary editors like Pulitzer-winner Claude Sitton. The firebrand brand, if you will.
This isn't to say the N&O ever lost that element of its character. It's just that recently the paper has become a must-read thanks to coverage of stumbles on mental health policy and other government goofs. Did you catch the phrase "must-read"? What print publication in America wouldn't kill for that description?
So what? Well, the big biz lesson here is the wisdom in tough times of identifying and seizing on your strongest value proposition, the one thing that makes you close to indispensable. The N&O is apparently betting its key value is uncovering and righting wrongs. Considering how much buzz I've heard about the paper's recent front page stories, I'd be hard pressed to disagree.
On another front, Starbucks is going through a similar process. As it closes stores, the kingdom of caffeine is re-evaluating what it does best -- is it the half-caff skinny mochas or classic rock CDs? Thousands of companies big and small across recession-wracked America face similar challenges. I'm impressed and thankful the N&O is answering the questions with an exclamation point.
(Full disclosure: I was a reporter at the N&O for two years under the aforementioned Claude Sitton and alongside some of the guys still running the paper's investigative operations. And yes, I still love them, the paper and the whole notion of daily journalism.)
The company that gave us one of the world's most horrific environmental disasters is now serving up another spectacle -- this one colored green rather than muck-black. Two decades after the Valdez spill, a corporate fight is spilling out of Exxon's boardroom.
As reported by The New York Times, the Rockefeller family wants to strip Rex W. Tillerson of his position as chairman because of perceived foot-dragging on sustainability issues.
It's encouraging to see business titans battling to determine how to be strategically, effectively, profitably green. Thomas "The World is Flat" Friedman indicated the green revolution won't have really started until people stop talking happy and start throwing elbows. At that point we'll know something big is at stake. Dressing down a a board chairman looks pretty big from here.
What does Exxon do next? Probably, the media attention means it has to get more out front on sustainability. Chalk one up for the Rockefellers and the planet.
Having notched a devastating defeat in the NC primary, Hillary Clinton now needs to figure out how to lose like a winner. She might just find a mentor in our own Clay Aiken. The carrot-topped crooner turned a second-place "American Idol" finish into a first-rate career move. Can Hillary do the same as it becomes clear she won't be the top "Democratic Idol" come convention time?
My advice is for her to stay in the race a little longer, but to soften her tone. Keep Obama on his toes. He desperately needs a sparring partner, as his sputtering performances over the last two months make plain. But don't draw blood.
Then, once the superdelegates begin their group march toward Obama, Hill ought to graciously withdraw and move quickly into her next incarnation -- Obama campaigner, Senate superpower and globe-trotting diplomat. Now as for Bill (who's still the coolest Democrat alive), that's a whole other question ...
Reading the report, it dawned on me: this isn't a Torch issue, this is a call-to-action for the entire marketing industry. For a long time, we've made hay with the grand goodwill gesture. Often this involves sending some special something-or-other and attendant VIPs traveling around a state, a country, the world. That's understandable; tours and events can be effective ways to get out a message.
Four years ago, I played a big role in launching a p.r. tour that helped a lot of people. I'm still proud of that, but today I know that any message, any gesture will be measured against its environmental impact. Four years ago, I didn't give that a second thought, unfortunately. Today, I'd look at buying carbon credits to off-set the impact of my p.r. barnstorm or at going completely virtual with it.
There are lots of viable options, but ignoring the dilemmas and trade-offs isn't one of them. And the grand goodwill tour is just one of the classic tactics we marketing folks need to wrestle with. Just check out all the paper that goes into an annual report!
Exposed!: My Torrid Love Affair with a Client
I fell in love
with my client. Now we’re going to New York City together to see if
we’re a winner at the PR Week Awards. Talk all you want about
strategic plans, ROI etc., based on this romance I’ll always believe
that chemistry is the rarest and strongest secret to success. Here’s
the whole naked story …
This is an open and unabashed love letter. So if you’re in no mood for
mush, move on. This is a love letter to clients that make the
advertising and p.r. world so much fun, particularly one client.
Last month, the national PRWeek Awards named the Raleigh Convention
Center as a finalist in the business to business category. Being a
good agency guy, I was quickly out telling the world. As I gabbed, an
amused listener quipped, "Billy, you’re in love.
I love movies. I hate movies. What I mean is, I love the idea of a movie transporting me for two hours to a wild new world. I hate that most movies bore me more than they transport me. But, man, was I whole hog into "3:10 to Yuma" this weekend. Scene after surprising scene of raucous action and psychological torment, a bad ass Russell Crowe, an anguished Christian Bale and an existential ending so loaded with despair and humor I had to watch it twice.
Earlier this week, I published a commentary piece in The News & Observer that attempted to capture the commoditization of the political process in the term ‘branditics.'
In a nutshell, branditics is the fusion of branding and politics that often results in over-simplified messages, bigger-than-life promises and, if the current administration is any indication, a brutal hangover the next morning.
You may be able sell politicians as brands, but at some point successful candidates have to lead by negotiation and consensus - and that's where being boxed into a brand can cause trouble.
What does New Hampshire add to this picture? Well, an oldie but goodie has roared back onto the branditics stage - John McCain driving his Straight Talk Express.
But the big news is that the fierce back-and-forth of the primary so far is working against branditics. Obama, Clinton and Edwards will hold each others' poor, sore feet to the fire - making sure there's substance to back up the style. Ditto the Republicans, who will probably be playing a tough game of catch-up all the way up to election day.