Irrepressibly True Tales

One man's squint at the metaphorical signposts, songbirds, soapboxes, street musicians, and hot dog stands of life. Criticism, lyricism, polemics, performance, and making change…all with mustard.

Innovative Auto Marketing from Hyundai

Hand it to Hyundai.

You can sell anything to some people some of the time (think Hummer), but sooner or later, if you value corporate survival, you have to market a truly competitive product. Staying competitive, especially in industries with long lead-time R&D or complicated and expensive manufacturing tooling, requires attention to those new product ideas that may dramatically change the marketplace. Excepting those rare, unchallengeable patents that create altogether new industries (e.g., Xerox’s plain paper copier, Polaroid’s instant photography, etc.), the big guys don’t have to be first. Even if they trail the garage innovators, their financial and market clout can be used to copy or buy the new ideas.

But when the big guys, even those protected by marketing muscle or a patent’s impregnable castle walls, ignore the dust clouds that signal hordes approaching, obsolescence or obliteration may follow. Continue reading “Innovative Auto Marketing from Hyundai”

Women’s Rights: Seemingly a Low Priority

Following up my previous post on this topic, today I sent the  letter below to the editor of the Finger Lakes Times in Seneca Falls, NY:

The struggle for women’s rights has an extraordinary history, and the struggle is ongoing.

My wife and I, on a recent vacation in the Finger Lakes area, made a special pilgrimage to the Women’s Rights National Historical Park in Seneca Falls. We were appalled to see the embarrassing state of the Visitor Center. Continue reading “Women’s Rights: Seemingly a Low Priority”

Keep Your Head Down, Bernie

For most of a decade I worked for San Francisco’s Montgomery Securities (which became Banc of America Securities after a purchase).  I was a securities analyst and then an institutional salesman. We called ourselves investment bankers, but no one ever asked for a definition of that title. I joined in 1986, staggered through the 1987 crash, then rode the market upward until my retirement in late 1994, just in time to miss the Great Market Uptick. My boss once told me that could have been a great salesman if I only had “more larceny in my heart.” My assignment, he more than once intoned, was “to turn my clients’ assets into my personal net worth.”

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Madoff Made Off With My Money

When a con man is caught, his victims are often too embarrassed to press charges. I’m not. But the Madoff case is so big, with so many losers, I may be far back in a very long line. Take a number.

Bernard Madoff, former chairman of NASDAQ and renown money manager whose astoundingly consistent returns over many years seemed too good to be true, confessed to a $50 billion Ponzi scheme this week.

I left investment banking in 1994, canceled my subscription to the The Wall Street Journal, and put my assets in the hands of others. Continue reading “Madoff Made Off With My Money”

Racial Identity: “Hapa” Obama

A comment on my recent post (Rule Book Racism: Can a Black Athlete Celebrate?) deserves a full response.

Lanny writes:

“A young, black, athletic man will soon be our president.” Why don’t you call him white? He’s just as much white as black. Is my wife, Karina, yellow or white, Japanese or American? Her mother is 100% Japanese, and her father from Georgia is white with a touch of Native American.

Lanny has an excellent point, and one that I have often shouted at the screen when cable news pundolts do as I did.

Mea culpa.  I reflexively adopted the bigoted and long-established Jim Crow “one-drop rule” which states that to be white is to be pure; even one drop of Negro blood makes one black. Continue reading “Racial Identity: “Hapa” Obama”

InTirely Nitrogen

“Are you N2 your tires?” asks Ingersoll Rand, marketers of Nitrogeneration™, a new way to inflate your tires…and Ingersoll Rand’s bottom line.

By filling your tires with pure nitrogen instead of air, Ingersoll Rand, one of the various nitrogen-into-tires purveyors, contends that you will: (1) enhance safety because pressure decreases more slowly, (2) lengthen tire life because internal oxidation is eliminated, and (3) increase fuel economy because better inflation increases mpg.

This is terrific—and disingenuous—marketing:  a very slight improvement gets touted as a revolution.  (And by the look of the brochure graphic above, Nitrogeneration is very green.) Continue reading “InTirely Nitrogen”