Friday, February 22, 2013

There are no grown-ups here.

I've had a shitty time of it lately.

I won't go into detail.

Going into detail will only get me into trouble.

However as Richard Nixon used to say, let me say this about that.

The problem most societies, most businesses and certainly most agencies face is all the same.

There is a shortage of grownups.

People willing to actually accept responsibility for their actions and for their words.

People willing to actually do the job they're paid to do.

People willing to man up.

Shit, forget about manning up.

People who actually show up.

On time.

Prepared.

With ideas.

Ideas they're ready to defend.

Ideas they're ready to make work.

No, there's no one who takes responsibility.

Who is accountable.

Who makes work work.

I digress now.

Half of the people in agencies don't even know how to put on a pair of pants so their ass-cracks don't show.

They don't know that you don't wear wool hats in 80 degree weather.

They don't know.

They're children.

There are no longer people with the balls to tell people who actually do the work that they did a good job. Or a shitty job.

No, it's so much easier to be a weasel.

A dirty, smelly, mother-fucking, mealy-mouthed, credit-grabbing, panty-waisted, candy-assed, finger-pointing dickwad.

We live in an Empire of Illusion.

Where people rise to the top based on their scarf-wearing ability.

And your prowess in creating ads that never ran for clients that never had a budget for accounts that never existed. Ads that never ran.

The people who talk a lot and say nothing.

The people who see every problem but offer no solutions.

Children.

Babies.

Twerps.

What we need are grown-ups.