Sunday, October 23, 2016

Ready for Hillary, Already

I blog because I can. I eat because I must. I exercise because I'm ashamed not to. I die so that I may live? I don't know. I try to be existential about everything, including this never ending acrimonious election and I die. Inside. A little each day. Enough already.

Last blog I posted was 2012--about wanting THAT acrimonious election dirt-digging to be over. Sigh. I sighed then. I sigh now.

I loved what Oprah said to the audience in a recent video interview. And I paraphrase: "I know you may not like Hillary, but so what? She's not coming over to your house!" Indeed. She's the most experienced, prepared, knowledgeable presidential candidate probably ever. And she works for women's, children's and family rights. So, let's get over ourselves, 'Murica, and follow the advice of the TV show host apparently everyone loves--Oprah. Not Drumph. He's only planning, preening, posturing, selling, dividing Americans to gain reality show market clout, anyway. Knowing he's losing, crying "rigged" at every opportunity, he's also busy hustling his new TV channel idea to homeboys like Roger Ailes and friends. Win or lose, we'll still have the Donald. I die.

Never have we sunk so low as to call women despicable names, just to gain voters. America's rascism reared its ugly head with the Obamas in the White House. Now, with Hillary Clinton our next president, watch out ladies. It's gonna get nasty out. Donald said so.

#ImWithHer

Thursday, October 25, 2012

We Can Do This.


Hoo boy! Will we all be glad when this is over. Come on November 6th! I'm sighing already. Bu bye acrimony. Hello pal-imony Friendship, alliances, once again moving forward.  All the posturing and pandering finished for a while.

I don't know how politics became such a blood sport, or when. I always paid attention, but it never really seemed this petulant. I mean a candidate can't say, "Where's the loo" without idiots putting it on a YouTube mash up video. Stop already.

Truth is, these two guys just aren't that interesting. Not that it's their fault. They're charming enough, got enough facets. I'd be happy to sit with them at dinner. But enough already. We know too much about them. A little discretion, please. They've been dissected as much as we can, now let’s move on.

Let's move on to ending world hunger, to world peace, and to our lightness of Being. Let's make our concerted efforts be about bettering a person or a people, a species or a place. Or a planet. How about a planet?

We can do this. We can recover from this horrid and seemingly never ending Presidential election of 2012 and think, write, speak and do greatness again. After all, we’re Americans. It’s what we do.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

OMG! The System is Corrupt!

I woke up this morning with this urgent message screaming in my head. I was writing copy as I stretched. Must blog. Must lash out the only way I know how. Must do something about our broken political system. Yeah, as if I can. As if any of us can. I stopped trying to do that when I switched majors in college at 18 years of age. A degree in political science wouldn't do it. Even then, I saw the brokenness of our country, our world. And my inability to change it.

And so I gave up and became an advertising major. I can control what people like and dislike, I figured. I'm good at persuasive writing, creating interesting, fun ads and news stories that move products and services. In particular, I know how to entertain through advertising. And then I became disillusioned with that, as the conglomerates bought up everything media and the whole ad game changed, not for the better.

And always, I meditated and mostly pretended to live a Zen existence, as if it didn't matter what the idiots in Washington or the monsters in Bahrain did. But even with meditation today, I find I'm compelled to speak out, call out the idiots in Washington. And the monsters among us.

It's a broken system. People, we need to start screaming "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore." People are losing their homes to banks while bankers claim $9 million bonuses. Each. Each year. From tax dollars we've given them, because they were "too big to fail." And we continue to foster the "trickle down theory" of giving tax breaks to the top 2%, the Kochs and the GEs. While the silent majority (yes, we've become those fools again) eats it. And pays for it. Find the error in that picture without being an economist. It's not hard.

We continue to war when in 2011, we've had a long enough history on this planet, for even the dimmest witted of us to see that war only begets more war, more awfulness.

The mean, greedy bastards who make millions sucking off the American political system want to cut "Obamacare" and Medicare and everything else that even halfway portends to good social services for our citizenry. While we pour trillions into a war machine that only cripples our young who serve and those upon whom we wage this incessant madness.

We are a corrupt government. We are no better than Egypt. In fact, the economic disparities and social inequalities are scary similar. And I'm afraid that economically, we're closer to Greece. Or Rome, when Nero fiddled. Arrogance is going to do us in.

I think I understand why Americans are so fat. We overeat because we're trying to escape this crude, unequal system under which we live where the middle class is taxed to death. Where we borrow to the hilt from those to whom we give aid, like China. While the Cheneys and the Department of Defense contractors continue to profit on war that only destroys everything.

I'm mad as hell. I'm going to meditate now.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Chrysler, Audi & "Badvertising"

I'm watching auto companies waste even more money. This time, on "badvertising": Advertising that misses the mark, that's not consistent from medium to medium, that's created by a handful of agencies. Splintered messages. Nothing focused. Nothing that's going to move a lot of product.

From the flap with @ChryslerAutos dropping the F bomb on Twitter, after the (I think) brilliant use of Eminem's brand to relaunch Chrysler during the Super Bowl, I'm amazed at how many snafus and guffaws the advertising industry makes today. Methinks it's because the big agencies are too big. Purchased by conglomerates, like all media related industries today. And thinking social media too small to fight for, to keep it under their roof. Wieden & Kennedy does brilliant TV for Chrysler, but some obviously clueless company is tweeting? And tweeting poorly. W&K should be handling the entire account. That's the way ad agencies used to work. And we'd fight to keep all the biz under our one roof. So everything matched.

No so, today. Social media has gotten away from the good, creative agencies. They either don't understand it or they think it's insignificant. It's not. It's imperative. And it needs to be wrapped into the overall branding efforts, along with the TV, print, online, out-of-home, etc.

Audi's recent big deal at the Super Bowl, where they were going to make a huge statement with social media, was a disaster. And they didn't. I retweeted our Hawaii blogger who was in their social media contest and never once looked at the Audi advertising. Didn't even know it was for Audi, really, as the hashtag was something really stupid like #ProgressIs. Had not a clue what it was even about. And Audi's tweets are boring, product placement only. So I unfollowed them.

Ad agencies need to get their acts together and be the full service marketing arms they once were. The creative and the clients are suffering.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Injury

In the morning you took pretty pictures
before you told me you were leaving
that night. And then you went away
very quickly to someone I didn't know
but had prayed for. The father of my children
and a best friend closed the door on so many
years of never looking back. How strange
I thought that life would give me this
pain I would never recover from nor want to.
I will always remember you before the injury
and afterwards for how fiercely you fought
to live whole again. You never left the children.
You only left me.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Love is Strange

I have been given great chances to love on this planet, in this life. Some were not-to-be-missed white-hot relationships and some were truly great loves. Some I've blown mightily. Some I've made magnificent. But always they've been felt at the deepest level. And they've all been important, historic, and shaped who I am. I bless all of these great loves of my life. And to borrow someone's great line, all of them were you.

But there's nothing, nothing that even comes close to the love I feel for my daughter and my son. My son because he's my first, my sought after, my soul longing to express itself in a new first creation. And he's so amazing. So insightful. He's like talking to my smarter self. I feel his great love, his compassion and understanding of life, which he's slow to express in his maleness, but it's there and it's deep. And sweet.

But ah, my daughter, my daughter. What kind of love is this? Love for myself, perhaps? We're so different, and yet so alike, in so many ways. Letting my son go to college and on into his own life was torture for me. And now, letting her go is agony. Missing her beautiful looks, her warmth, her calm intelligence, her fabulous wit, her simple beingness in the room with me. Watching her flower into her potential. I'm missing that.

To love this greatly is to feel so much. Sometimes I almost think it's better not to have loved at all. But it's not. It's not.

Maybe I should get a dog.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Social Networking Du Jour

Erika Engle and I were actually having a "live" telecon tonight. She, the star "Buzz" biz columnist for the Honolulu Star-Bulletin. Me, a marketing director of Pacific Aviation Museum Pearl Harbor, a very fun, fascinating and "chicken skin" museum/visitor attraction at Pearl Harbor (#1 destination in HI).

Just sayin...the social community explosion is both heartwarming and almost overwhelming. The incredible closeness we've all attained and grow hourly via this "cold" electronic medium. Wow, a kazillion of us are on board with it. Fun, informative.

It's all about community, shared interest, and what we in Hawaii would call, "lotta Aloha." Planet-wide. Not to wax too sweet, but I think it works. Example: Iran online. How we've grown from Obama's using the web to covering Iran's election. What if we'd been tweeting, etc., this heavily when Bush was first elected? Actually some were. Actually glad I wasn't. TMI.

Stay tuned and if you watch TV, watch Stephen Colbert's hair grow.

Aloha pumehana