Les Potter blogs on Strategic Communication/Public Relations and Integrated Marketing Communication...plus Life in General
Comments to my previous post like Donna Popacosta’s about showing her daughters her old electric typewriter remind me of what tools were like when I started my career.
Here’s a roll down that memory lane:
Looking back is entertaining, if somewhat unbelievable. With today’s technology, being a communication/public relations professional is in many ways easier and allows a much higher degree of personal capability, creativity, and productivity. The fundamentals are the same, but we can do so much more with less today than in past decades.
More with less — I like the sound of that.
As we college professors welcome incoming freshmen, the class of 2014, it is nice to have the Beloit College Mindset List to guide us.
Each August since 1998, Beloit College has compiled the Mindset List, which provides cultural information that shapes the lives of the year’s incoming college freshmen. According to Beloit, the Mindset List “was originally created as a reminder to faculty to be aware of dated references and quickly became a catalog of the rapidly changing worldview of each new generation.”
Dated references? Does this assume that the typical college professor could ever be out of date? Evidently so, for there are 75 items listed by Beloit to keep us from making generational gaffs.
For example, Item # 1: few in the class know how to write in cursive. Do you mean to tell me that this group has keystroked every word it has ever written? I guess the handwritten thank you note is officially dead. Why write a note by hand that has to be put into the “always going broke post office” (Item # 69) with a stamp when you can email a quick “ thanks”?
And just when we are universally celebrating the tech-savviness of Millennial Generation students, the Mindset List says in Item # 2 that incoming freshmen view email as just too slow, and they seldom if ever use snail mail. Yep, the handwritten thank you note is in fact dead, perhaps replaced by the texted “thx”.
For Mass Communication professors like me, Item # 26 really hurts: Unless they found one in their grandparents’ closet, they have never seen a carousel of Kodachrome slides. Ouch! And, Item #44: the dominance of television news by the three networks passed while they were still in their cribs.
Being a Vietnam Era veteran, Item # 41 really hits home: American companies have always done business in Vietnam.
And of course, music figures prominently on the list. Item # 46: Nirvana is on the classic oldies station. Say it isn’t so!!!
One last item for the gearheads out there; Item # 75 says Honda has always been a major competitor on Memorial Day at Indianapolis.
Tempus sure does fugit.
“While he was unbalanced, I stabbed Serpent-Breath forward and the blade pierced the mail above the hollow of his elbow and his ax arm dropped, all strength stolen from it. “
That was Uhtred of Bebbanburg describing how he defeated the fierce Dane Ubba Lothbrokson in hand-to-hand combat during the battle of Cynuit in 878. This fight scene was from the book, The Last Kingdom, the first in Bernard Cornwell’s The Saxon Tales series. Serpent-Breath is the name Uhtred gave his custom-made sword.
I do love Bernard Cornwell, the greatest writer of historical fiction ever. I am now on break before the fall semester begins at Towson University, so I can enjoy reading for pleasure. I am currently reading the second of The Saxon Tales, The Pale Horseman.
Cornwell’s research is meticulous. For example, he provides a vivid, accurate description of Serpent-Breath’s construction. If you wish to see what Serpent-Breath might have looked like, visit Museum Replicas Limited, go to swords, knives, and daggers, then one-handed swords, and take a look at the Damascus Viking Sword.
I’d like to go through hypnotic regression to see why I love European history so much. I love reading about the period from the year 800 up through the 1500s. Did I live then? Was one (or more) of my past lives set in that period? If it has swords, horses, and shields in it, I love reading about it. When I read excellent historical fiction like Cornwell’s, I surround myself with period maps and weapons catalogs. I really get into it.
While I love reading about it, it is hard to imagine living (for very long anyway) back then. About the closest I come to handling anything like Serpent-Breath is when I use my J. A. Henckels International 8″ Spanish steel kitchen knife to chop things for my world-class cook/wife, Marilyn. She does the thinking part of meal preparation, the part that requires skill, and I do the kitchen knavery.
I call my kitchen knife, “Onion-Slayer”. When Onion-Slayer sings her death song, I can dispatch all sorts of vegetables in short order — celery, tomato, carrots, zucchini, bell peppers, and of course, onions. They are no match for my speed and agility with Onion-Slayer.
I must go. Time to take Onion-Slayer into battle with some Vidalias.
Why is writing skill the fundamental core competency of the communication/public relations professional?
Good morning, and welcome to job hell.
Or is it? A compelling case study for employee communication is British Petroleum, or BP. Since the accident on BP’s oil rig in the Gulf of Mexico, as much oil spews out every few days as the total of the Exxon Valdez spill. BP’s external communication efforts, derisively called its “PR” by the media, have been discussed at length, but what about internal communication? What if you were in charge of employee communication at BP?
BP is one of the world’s largest energy companies. It provides fuel for transportation and energy for heat and light, plus retail services and petrochemical products. Sales were $239 billion in 2009. BP has 80,300 employees and 22,400 service stations. BP has active exploration and production in 30 countries. In 2009, BP had production throughput of 2.9 million barrels per day with 16 wholly or partially owned refineries.
Oh, and BTW, BP is now one of the most reviled companies in history.
Internal or employee communication professionals are hired to help employers achieve their missions. It is not easy on a good day, but faced with extreme situations like the BP oil spill, the work of the employee communicator is extraordinarily difficult yet crucial.
Right now, BP is in full crisis communication mode. But what about long-term employee communication?
BP employees are probably pretty much like employees anywhere. They want to do meaningful work for an employer who values it. They have financial obligations and need their jobs to meet them. I imagine you could plot BP employees all over Maslow’s Hierarchy. Each has his or her own needs. And, to be fair, many if not most, are probably sickened by the sight of what their company’s accident is doing to the Gulf of Mexico and its coastal residents’ lives.
Understanding employee needs is a requisite for building communication strategy. While we might sit here and speculate on what BP employees are thinking and feeling, if we are to be truly professional and strategic, then we would need to conduct research to know for sure. Interviews, focus groups, and surveys/questionnaires must be used to conduct our own primary research. Then we would know what we are facing. Then, and only then, could we formulate strategy — goals, objectives,and tactics — to address the situation.
Organizations succeed and fail. Organizations do good things, and they do bad things. But through it all, the need for the skills of the communicator remains constant. Considering this one important aspect of BP’s current situation, its employee communication, provides an instructive, if radical, look into what the role of employee communicator just might bring. Can we ever be prepared enough to face what may come?
Yes, we can. And as the BP incident illustrates, we had better be.
I attended the IABC World Conference in Toronto, June 4 through 9, in order to answer the pressing question: are we communicators still relevant?
To address that question, I attended a variety of presentations, held endless hallway conversations, chatted over coffee/tea/beer/wine/meals, and in general, poked around looking for answers.
Did I find any answers? Yes and no. Some specific things came very clear. Others are left to be answered another time, if at all.
I pose the question of relevance because conferences like this seem to devote extraordinary amounts of time and energy in justifying what we do as a profession. It seems a bit paranoid to me. If we feel compelled to question our own relevance, then something is wrong. We should know.
I know that communication is more relevant now than ever. As an example, consider the exchange I had with John from Ottawa, who works for the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. We were sitting together in an afternoon general session called, “Why should anyone trust you? Lessons from leading change in international organizations.” John leaned over and asked, “Is it just me, or are we talking about the same things we talked about five, ten, even fifteen years ago?”
Yes, we are still talking about many of the same things. Why? For several reasons:
Several presentations targeted the fundamental questions we must answer in order to practice communication management effectively. Then there were unfulfilling presentations that promised to explain what communicators must know, then didn’t.
Thankfully, I attended presentations that were insightful, practical, and immediately useful. One notable presentation was “Integrating multimedia into your social media campaign,” by Toronto-based consultant and ace podcaster Donna Papacosta. In a world consumed by what Neil Postman termed, “technological adoration”, Donna’s down-to-earth treatment of technology used to support and enhance overall communication strategy was refreshing.
Speaking of technological adoration, I blogged last year about the obsessive use of Twitter at IABC’s World Conference in San Francisco. Everything was Twitter; everywhere you looked, people weren’t talking face to face, they were tweeting — in sessions, in the hallways, at meals, and who knows where else. The obsession with technology, especially Twitter, was all-consuming. It was not so much so this year. There seemed to be a more mature approach to the use of technology, especially Twitter.
Perhaps we are evolving. Perhaps we are transforming our technological adoration into practical managerial applications. I hope so, for evolving and transforming is the only way the profession of organizational communication will truly stay relevant.
I was part of something yesterday that was at once sad, beautiful, instructive, and uplifting.
The event was a memorial service for my brother/bff Robert J. Holland’s departed mother, Meda Rae Branham Holland. She died May 19 after a long and debilitating illness.
The event was called “a service of praise and remembrance”. It was all that and much more. The memorial was conducted by Robert and his father, Joseph Holland, at their Baptist church in Mechanicsville, Virginia. The church was packed, a commentary on the lives Robert’s mother had touched.
Joseph, 77, but looking all of 60, was a rock of loving strength. He and Meda Rae had been together for 61 years, raising three daughters and a son, Robert. They have 11 grandchildren.
Joseph’s words of tribute and remembrance were not only sweet and loving, but were instructive and uplifting to anyone who heard them. His words held great lessons — of life and death, life after death, and living fully in the moments we are given.
Joseph said you can describe some people as porcelain or as Tupperware. With a playful but loving smile, he said with excellent comedic timing, ”Meda Rae was Tupperware,” to laughs of understanding from the audience. “She was flexible, strong, useful, and sturdy,” Joseph said. To an outsider, the “Tupperware” characterization might seem callous, but after 61 years together, it was proof of love and understanding that transcends all space and time.
Robert spoke on his childhood with his three sisters. Their’s was a loving, Christian household, but there were rules, too. Robert’s parents never wished to be “best friends” with their kids. They were parents, responsible for bringing up their children to be responsible adults. Born and raised in West Virginia, Meda Rae Branham Holland knew good from evil, and she raised her children with a firm but loving hand.
Regarding their work with my best friend Robert, a first class father in his own right, Joseph and Meda Rae Holland succeeded admirably.
I am watching the Yankees play the Twins. It is interesting to hear about the injuries that baseball players receive. A player might be put on the disabled list for such things as a bruised heel or a sprained index finger.
That’s quite different from football. In football, the injuries seem to be much more severe before they will even be acknowledged.
For example, in football, imaginary starter Vladimir Turftoe might be put on the disabled list and miss a game because someone tore off his left leg.
“But, I kin pley de game!” Turftoe might assert. However, a sensitive and caring team-mate would helpfully point out, “Vlad, you can’t run! That defensive guy tore off your left leg.”
“But I kin hop, dimmit!”
Heck, Dancing With the Stars stars get hurt worse than baseball players and still dance. I think I heard Maks and Derek both say “we dance hurt” on more than one occasion.
You’ve got to be tough to make it in this life. You have to work hurt, play hurt, and live hurt. But after all, it’s only pain.
Ask Vladimir Turftoe.
I am interested in the influence of Web 2.0 technologies on my Millennial Generation students, those born between 1981 and 2001. Also known as the “Net Generation”, as a group you are reputed to be the most computer-literate generation ever.
But at what cost?
My question to you Millennials is this: given the fact that you are daily users of Web 2.0 technologies (for example, instant messaging, text messaging, cell phones, social media, etc.), do you think it has an effect on your skill and ability to communicate face-to-face?
It’s a rainy and cold Saturday here in Vienna. Faced with endless stacks of work, it’s the kind of day that I just want to watch back-to-back Anthony Bourdain ”No Reservations” shows and eat stuff that is bad for me, unshaven, wearing my raggedy-ass black sweatshirt.
Yes, I am having a discipline crisis.
Like most of you, my work is demanding. I work every day. If I don’t, I easily and quickly fall behind.
I chose this path, the road Les traveled, if you will. Maintaining the pace requires strict discipline. I usually do pretty well in the discipline department, but there are days when I would just as soon goof off and spend the day in mindless frivolity.
I remind myself that what I do is not difficult physical work, like coal mining. But sometimes simple, even difficult physical work, allows you to suspend your mind and exercise your body. My work is not like that. Everything requires precise thought, planning, and execution on deadline. It’s all mental. That can be much more tiring than physical work.
It is relentless. For those of us who do work like this, it never seems to be finished. With some physical work, like building a wall or clipping a pasture, you can finish it and look back at the completed work. Mind work is seldom like that. It seems to never be quite finished. There is always an improvement to be made, some random embellishment that makes the work better.
And on and on it goes. A good example is the literature review for my dissertation. Having finished a first draft, I must continue to refine it. In truth, it will never really be finished. The research will continue, and the writing will be a regular part of my life.
Lao Tzu said, “A journey of 1,000 miles begins with one step.” The way I see it, the statement should be, “A journey begins with one step, but take your lunch because it ain’t gonna end anytime soon.”