Friday, January 31, 2014

The Thief of Baghdad.

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I realize the title I posted above, in this politically-correct day and age, is anything but politically correct. It has, however, entered o...

Uncle Slappy goes to the theatre.

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--> Uncle Slappy called last night, as he does so often. The fact of the matter is, Uncle Slappy is more of a father to me than...
Thursday, January 30, 2014

Revisions.

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Years ago when I worked on IBM at Ogilvy, I was having quite a nice run. (I've written about this before, so skip this post if you'v...
Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Jonathan Swift on Advertising.

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For the last few hours, and for whatever reason, I've had a quotation from Sir John Hegarty rattling around in my head. Maybe it's b...

My boy Luke can write 50 Manifestos in an hour.

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A pain. A deep, grumbling, jaw-clenching pain. A pain like the wrath of god--the wrath of all the gods. A pain that doesn't waver,...

After the all-nighter.

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I'm working on a pitch right now, which is fine. I like working on pitches, and I like working with my partner and I like kicking the ...
Tuesday, January 28, 2014

How to have a baby.

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Since, at 56, I am an wise old owl in the agency business, and since, I suppose, I have somehow managed to raise two kids and still keep my ...

Never underestimate the hubris of a brand.

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Verizon, fucking Verizon, has taken over the Empire State Building for a social-media-driven light show. Verizon, fucking Verizon, asks a qu...
Monday, January 27, 2014

Fatigue.

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There was a report this morning on "National Public Radio" that I think is worth reading about or listening to, depending on how y...
Sunday, January 26, 2014

Word.

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There's a new book out that warranted a front-page article in today's "New York Times." It's 1,250 pages long, has n...