28 August 2006

Time Out - London Sun Herald (Re-post)

This article is not only cool because the ad agency I work for gets mentioned often (JWT), but more so because it is an example that we as a society are ready to start talking about the ugly subject of how our work lives are inhibiting or even hurting our "other" lives, and the bigger analysis - What is valuable? What is the value of time?

The article is tiptoeing around the heart of the issue a bit, but if you read between the lines, especially the parts with Geoff Small, founder of "Slow" - a new venture to help people streamline their lives in accordance with their hearts' callings - you can see that people with a lot of power and money are beginning to say "What the hell am I doing?!? My job doesn't MEAN anything in the larger scheme of things!" and as a result, these same people are starting up their own journeys as entrepreneurs or teachers.

I also find the article cool because it fleshes out the human side to the animalistic beast we all think of when thinking of corporations and advertising in specific; it shows that advertising isn't just giving people something to chew on in order to sell a product or service they didn't know they wanted or needed... that ads can be something people WANT to spend time with.

Exciting stuff if you ask me.

Enjoy!

Time Out

, Sun Herald (London), by Alex May, August 27, 2006

Society

We put off happiness, neglect our families and pay a dog-walker - all so we can spend more time at the office in pursuit of a better life. Time has become so precious that advertisers are now trying to sell it to us.

John Churchill used to thrive on chaotic busy-ness, where a slow week meant working 70 hours. The result was that he was made partner in a law firm before he reached the age of 30. But it took its toll on his family life: for the first nine months of his daughter's life, he confesses, he only ever saw her asleep.

"Large organisations are prisons where the walls are built of money," says the former chairman of PricewaterhouseCoopers Legal. "People make trade-offs they will just do it for a while but it's hard to break out of."

Churchill gave up his fancy Sydney office in 2001, when "it just wasn't fun any more". "Now our family has a hobby," says the father of three. "We collect memories." He no longer talks about his career - his business card bears his name only; no job title - but he works pro bono, acts as a mentor and directs several company boards. "Every night, our family sits down for dinner and we take the phone off the hook," he says. "Sometimes dinner takes half an hour; sometimes it takes three hours."

Last year, after conducting polls throughout Europe, America and Australia, advertising agency JWT declared that time was the new currency. "People aren't sitting around trying to figure out what to spend their money on," spouts their research. "They're frantic deciding what to spend their time with." Nowadays, says the agency, the most powerful thing a marketer can offer any customer is the opportunity to save a minute or two.

"People rate time ahead of money," explains Craig Davis, JWT's chief creative officer, citing his company's finding that 88 per cent of Australians were happy to pay more money for any brand they identified as a "time-saver".

Davis

says it's not just lack of time that's stressing us out - it's the myriad choices we are offered. Should I buy a plasma TV or go on a holiday? Have children now or wait until after a master's degree? "When there is a lot of choice, there is pressure because every choice you make has an inverse cost in lost opportunity," says Davis. "If you sit and read the newspaper, that means you miss out on kicking a ball with your kids."

Advertisers have cottoned on to this by selling us the seductive illusion that we can buy not just status or sex appeal but time. Virgin Blue billboards promise more "you time" thanks to web check-in services. And Berocca's manufacturer declares we can "get more out of every day" as it shows us two girls popping a fizzy vitamin tablet and crossing four time zones in just one weekend.

Retail expert Anton van den Berg, who works for consumer research giant ACNielsen, points out that even with a declining birthrate, disposable nappies have increased in sales and breath-freshener strips that make it possible to sweeten your mouth without stopping, chewing or gargling are now a $10 million segment of the market. "Three years ago, that market didn't exist."

Now that marketers battle for a share of our time rather than plain old vanilla market share, could visions of relaxation and time to spare replace the seductive images of sex and status that advertising has relied on to flog us products? "I don't know if time will ever be as powerful as sex at selling things," Davis says. Although he does wonder whether even sex has become a victim of time poverty. "I bet it has gone the way of cooking. What used to be a slow-cooked meal is now a zap in the microwave."

Former corporate high-flyer Geoff Small - who has worked in retail, banking and advertising - says there is a good reason the advertising industry wants us to treat time as a precious, dwindling commodity: "People feel they need to entertain themselves all the time so they consume more than people who are taking life easy."

Small admits he used to be "addicted to speed", running companies that ate giant chunks of his time and sent him on crazy missions such as flying to Munich for the day. Even in his time off, "my to-do list used to read like 15 volumes of Encyclopedia Britannica," he says.

Social researcher Clive Hamilton agrees. "Even our leisure activities have been commodified," says the economist and executive director of the Australia Institute. "All the 'take a break - you deserve it' ads, with men and women walking along a beach with their cuffs rolled up. The powerful message is that you have to engage in expensive activities, then go back to your hectic life just to pay for a snatch of leisure time. It's absurd. Why not take it easy in the first place?"

As British marketing consultant Simon Gulliford points out, "Work used to be a place you went but now it's what happens when you open your eyes in the morning and look at your mobile phone. It's why people like me find it makes business sense to actually hire a driver so that I can work while I am stuck in traffic."

He says the on-hold messages, time-robbing bank forms, queues and inadequate public transport are the reason the iPod music player is so successful: "It turned time-robbing activities such as queuing up or catching trains into an opportunity. People feel in control of their lives when they are listening to their iPod."

For many people, the only way to feel less time-poor is to "downshift", by giving up a busy job or moving out of the city. "We have studied downshifters in detail and discovered that it's not just a matter of rearranging your time or earning less money," says Hamilton. "Downshifting is all about reclaiming time so that you aren't beset with obligations. The big obstacle people face is giving up the status that your job and money gave you."

Small concurs. "I think downshifting is a bad word because you 'up-shift' your quality of life when you do it," he says. Now working as a life educator, Small runs a program called Slow to teach people how to "find new meaning in just being who they are rather than what's on their business card".

Fabian Dattner, author and partner in Melbourne-based training company Dattner Grant, says Australians have never been richer nor more unhappy. (Australia Institute research has found that 30 per cent of full-time workers know they neglect their families but think it will be worth it in the end when they have more money; this is called "deferred happiness syndrome", with high- and middle-income households more likely to suffer from it than low-income earners.) "Life is not a ride to get off; it's a mind-set. Lift your head from the feed bin and if life is too complicated, start to say no," she says.

Small suggests throwing your wristwatch away and stop using the clock to dictate what you should be doing. "I also get people to draw up a list of all the things they want to achieve in your life - then focus on only one of them. Most people have 37 things they want to achieve, and that's impossible. One or two goals? That's possible."

Dr Adam Fraser, a Sydney-based workplace trainer, says slowing down is good in theory but incredibly difficult to achieve. "Because we are time-poor, we tend to give up the things we enjoy to get more time for work and family," he says. "But if you add something that gives you a sense of enjoyment - a musical instrument, charity work, whatever - that will juice you up and give you more energy."

Hamilton scoffs at the traditional business and workplace approach to time management. "All those tips to manage your life tell you to pay someone else to do your boring household tasks. That just shifts the pressure on to some other poor bugger," he says. "Paying people to walk your dog seems utterly pointless to me. Surely you get a dog so you can spend time with it."

Dattner says she is staggered by the number of people she sees walking dogs while talking on their mobile phones. "Dogs never fail to greet you with unbridled love," she continues. "This is a gift on your plate. Some people talk on the phone through their best moments."

MINUTE MANAGER

She writes books. She is a university administrator. She teaches evening classes. She has two children. She spends three hours a day cooking, cleaning and washing. She does voluntary work. She meditates. She paints. She is studying for a phD. She swims three times a week.

Meet Jennifer Brassel. She's busy but doesn't feel pressured. "Like everyone, I do get stressed from time to time. But I have an approach that works," says the author of romance novels such as Honour Bound.

The 48-year-old, who lives in Sydney, writes a daily to-do list after her morning meditation. "I get a sense of achievement if I have more than half the list scratched off by the end of the day; a completely done list makes me feel like I am in control of my life," Brassel says. But she is unfazed when she doesn't achieve all she sets out to do. "I don't feel guilty if I take a day off and sit on the couch. I allow myself to recharge."

Brassel says rather than think of the tasks she undertakes as a chore, she sees them as an opportunity to do something exciting and different. "I enjoy cooking. It's like a creative outlet for me and then I get to sit with my family and spend time with them," she says. "There is only one thing that I pay someone else to do because it doesn't help me relax and it's dull: ironing."

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Currently listening : So This Is Goodbye By Junior Boys Release date: 17 August, 2006

15 August 2006

The Reconciliation: Part I (Re-post)

The Reconciliation

We decided we wanted to have a nice day together, and do something out of the ordinary. He thought we should rent a car, after we realized it was clearly too late to get any good sun at the beach. I disagreed, knowing how poor we both were. But it was to be an adventure; we were escaping.

The silly little black Kia Spectra left Hertz in midtown by Grand Central at 1:30 on Sunday. Slowly but surely the colorful Latino and black neighborhoods and projects replaced looming skyscrapers and precious luxury boutiques. Kids played basketball in a court on the edge of Central Park. Cyclists carried their bikes over their shoulders on their way into the city. The Hudson sparkled on the left as we made it over the George Washington Bridge, and then started traveling up the Palisades Parkway. The city became smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror. LD and the New Criticism played on the stereo: seething bitterness and playful remorse; make fun of the ones you love, and spank yourself for being dumb enough to love them.

We packed a bowl, and with the city out of sight as we exhaled the thick swirling bluish smoke, we finally knew we were finally free for a time.

It just sort of happened about an hour and some change into our trip that I looked at the map he was carrying in his lap like an Egyptian tablet with hieroglyphics, and then realized we were traveling up the Appalachian Trail. Growing up, you always hear about the trail, and the settlers, and the American pioneers, but to see it is something else. And to fall upon/into it by chance is something else entirely. But we were excited at the prospect of making a real excursion out of this, and as I drove further and further up the mountain, we were determined to get the most out of our measly Kia.

Driving over the bridge and swerving up the tiny curvy road to Bear Mountain proved to be quite fun. The overlook was amazing, and what Im guessing was a glacial basin formed the cushiest, most inviting-looking blanket of foliage Ive seen in a long time. The tops of the trees swayed with the breeze, sandwiched by the soft brown mountain tops, and the rivers edge lapped at the shore seductively. Sun rays swept over the green like near-invisible feather dusters, making everything appear sharper and juicier. Clean.

We shared the moment without talking much, other than noticing how this was the normal thing for people on the East Coast to do get out of the city, see something, go home. We got kids ice cream from an obligatory truck that looked like Mister Softee but wasnt. There was also a hotdog cart that only confirmed our proximity to the city.

As I ate my frozen Scribbler that looked like a jumbo-sized crayon, I knew we had to press upward and onward. Continue on the Trail.

The odd little village of Highland Falls houses the ominous WestPoint Military Academy. It also protects and serves as a safe haven for stereotypical-looking, but unconventional-acting police officers. Leaving the compound I got turned around (literally) in a confusing interchange on the side of a cliff.

We had no idea where to go. I saw the flashing lights, and the officer was next to my window before my companion even realized we were being pulled over.

(Thick Northeastern accent) ''I pulled you over because you cut off the guy in front of me, and this is a really dangerous roundabout. We dont want accidents. Where are you going?''

''Sorry officer, were trying to figure that out, and I guess I wasnt paying enough attention to the road.''

''Because youre too busy suckin' on your daaaamn lollipop! Now just relax, Im not gonna give you a ticket. Where the hell do you want to go? You in the mood for a nice scenic view and perhaps some cocktails, boys?'' (emphasis on cock).

''Yes officer, that sounds lovely.''

''Well go here, here and here. Turn left here, continue on here. Just get the hell out of MY town. And be careful!''

''Thank you so much officer, we'll be more careful.''

He may as well have slapped me on the ass as we went on our way. He trailed us in his big SUV for a few minutes, and as we rolled out of Highland Falls at a leisurely pace of 35, the cop shop was on the right, and thankfully he pulled in as we kept going. Prolly wanted some coffee, or to share his tale of running into two popsicle-toting fags, stoned out of their minds back at the pass.



Currently listening : Creative Spaces By Inland Knights Release date: 29 May, 2001

08 August 2006

The Town Crier Has Lost His Voice (Re-post)

Myspace sorta sucks now in regards to intellectual property (blogs and soforth), so some time soon I'm moving my blog - I just don't know where yet. I've been wanting to start up my own site to shamelessly self-promote, expose, revel in, and share my schnibbles of life ala the cultur/glitterati for some time now; this is the motivation I needed.

So, since we've been apart for so long, I know you're thirsty and hungry and bored, so here is my take on "Today's Specials."

1- What the FUCK is going on in the Middle East?

2- Again - What the FUCK is going on in the Middle East!?!?

3- Fresh Direct really IS good! I especially recommend the Curried Chicken Salad.

4- Manhattan is ridiculously expensive. And the scary thing is that it's only gonna get worse. We are all being squeezed out of this city by rich bitches who've had tons of plastic surgery and only live in their apartments for three weeks out of their jetset year. How's that for a class system? Though the majority of folks who live in NYC make decent money, we live at or below what would be considered poverty-level in other places in our fine country. The real shocker (thank you AM New York) is that the average apartment to own in Manhattan costs $1.3 Million (YES MILLION) dollars. And that's just the average guys. OK. That's enough to chew on regarding THAT.

5- The fucking heat wave can lick my balls. This Wisconsin boy misses wearing sweaters and boots and coats to hide in.

6- Love knocked on my fucking door, and I answered people. If you haven't noticed, I've somehow managed to date the same guy for almost 6 months now! La-ti-da.

7- Even after seeing Madonna (aka OLDFRAPP), Goldfrapp is STILL my obsession. To make things worse, they HAD to come back October 18th to promote their remix album "Glitter" (not to be confused with Mariah's horrible "movie"). The tickets are already purchased, so hopefully I'll see some peepz there other than that psycho ex I always run into at Irving Plaza (tit for tat, Zorba).

8- We are all dying. This is really precious and fragile. All with different end-times and shelf-lives. Enjoy it. Get ready for it.

9- We all know who our "REAL" friends are. This is becomming more apparent every day. Family DOES mean something, just not what we thought before (blood ties, wombs and circumcisions) - it's something more invisible and spiritual and not so physical and geneological (though those things DO figure in... just not as much as the other meatier stuff like soul groups, etc.).

10- Everything matters. Be wary and question anyone who tells you something is not a big deal or something is really THIS way, when your head and heart are screaming the opposite. People are liars, and will do anything to get their way (success, money, power, prestige, Prada, whatever).

11- Live and Let Live people. Live and Let Live.

Until the next installment (hopefully on a new and truly fabulous site!),

Corocet



Currently listening : The Eraser By Thom Yorke Release date: 11 July, 2006