Filed under: A Bit Of Inspiration, Colenso, Dream Bigger, Dream Small, New Zealand
A few years ago, Colenso launched a book entitled Dream Small.
It was the result of some planners and a photographer going on a road trip – cross-crossing the country, talking to young people they met on their journey about the life they lived and their hopes for it.
It was not positive reading.
This was a generation who increasingly felt tolerated rather than welcomed. Expected to follow what had gone before them rather than be supported and celebrated for adding to it. Who were expected to be grateful for what they had rather than talk about what they didn’t.
It’s why we weren’t surprised when we soon saw young adults leaving NZ in their droves. Driven by a desire to have a life where they had choices rather than a lack of them. Who could embrace their individuality rather than feel increasingly conformed.
What made it especially hard for them was that throughout their early years, all they saw, heard and experienced was hope, positivity and freedom. As we noted at the time, NZ is a magnificent country but due to its size, there kids reach a point where they are forced to face the harsh reality that unless they don’t come from a family of wealth, they will need to conform, adapt or – in some ways – surrender, to survive.
I should point out not everyone felt this way.
I should also point out that some of this is a byproduct of where NZ is, rather than who NZ are.
But by the same token, the amount of people who expressed these feelings and opinions to us ensured this was not a few isolated incidents – as proven by the number of people who have left over the past few years.
Zoom forward 2 years and we were out on the road again.
No focus groups.
No fancy hotels.
No restaurants.
Just listening to opinions and experiences straight from the mouths and streets of those who – despite experiencing the same economic and cultural barriers that we highlighted in Dream Small – have found a way to create, explore or fight for the future they want.
The result of this is Dream Bigger – a book that captures the new rules of success as defined by a generation who face an almost constant barrage of judgement, misunderstanding and abuse by many across society, media and politics.
Dream Bigger is a very different type of book to Dream Small … and yet, there are still commonalities.
They are continuously told they lack ambition, drive and ability.
They are left to their own devices to chase what they want and what is important to them.
But rather than feel isolation and despair – as we heard so much in Dream Small – we hear an audience who feel empowered by the confusion and misjudgment of others.
Part of this is because they’ve only experienced a life full of chaos and change and so feel totally comfortable with it. Part of this is because the internet has completely changed what they can do and how they can do it. But unlike previous generations who blindly believed in the path that had served so many so well over the years – this group know that doesn’t exist anymore and with that has come a sense of freedom.
I’m really proud of this book.
I’m really proud of my team who have sweated blood, sweat and tears over it.
And I’m really proud of Colenso for yet again, investing in something like this when everyone else just outsources their understanding or refers to the same generic research pumped out by research agencies who are focused more on convenience than nuance.
Or said another way …
Where so many agencies like to visit the zoo, Colenso encouraged and supported us to go play in the jungle.
We launch Dream Bigger tonight at a private function for media and clients but over the coming weeks, I’ll be writing a bunch about it … because not only did we hear many incredible stories that need to be told, we met a generation who are not the lazy or unmotivated mass that certain people like to suggest they are, we met a generation who are the new industrialists that NZ has never needed so badly.
If you are interested in knowing more before then, get in touch.
If you’re a company in NZ and care about your future, you probably need to.
Filed under: A Bit Of Inspiration, Advertising, Attitude & Aptitude, Comment, Corporate Evil, Creativity, Education, Government, Marketing, Marketing Fail, New Zealand
After the recent emotional rollercoaster of posts – with the wonderful Fergus coming and the brilliant Martin going – let’s get back to some cynical musings, as the name of this blog supposedly ‘promises’. Or something …
So I was going for my daily walk when I passed a school in a posh part of Auckland.
By the gates, I saw this ad …
Now on one hand, I was quite impressed by the smarts of the real estate agents.
Putting an ad for a pricey home by the gates of the school pick-up zone is clever thinking.
As rich parents wait for their lucky kids, they have a captive audience to try and flog them another symbol of success.
But it’s also pretty appalling.
Not by the school – because even though it’s located in one of Auckland’s richest locations, its state run so likely needs the money like every other state school – but by the real estate agents.
Now I appreciate this may be a an ‘added benefit’ of them already donating money to the school. Plus, I acknowledge if they think the parents of the kids there can afford a piece of land – like the one on Waiheke Island – then maybe the school should be asking parents to contribute more to the education of their kids. But the fact Martin and Charles at Kellands Real Estate obviously negotiated this shows they don’t really care about the education of the kids, just the wallets of their parents.
I get this is how business operates these days.
I get it’s a very competitive market.
But just because you can, doesn’t always mean you should.
But this is how we operate … where everyone and everything is seen as a commodity waiting to be exploited by someone for personal gain.
No where demonstrates this as much as Linkedin with its endless unrequested ‘messages’ from strangers offering services that have nothing to do with what you do … but you kind-of expect that now, whereas this school ad caught me off guard.
Of course, the real people we should be aiming our anger at are the governments who continually under-invest in state education.
Conveniently forgetting that a smart nation is a strong nation … though some will claim that’s a very conscious reason why politicians do it.
Education and health are two of the most important things a nation can do for its people … that it’s become a pawn in the battle of politics is everything wrong with politics.
Which reminds me of the time someone said, “Democratic governments should be scared of its people. Ensuring they never forget who they represent and serve. When is the other way round, that’s when a nation has a problem”
While a real estate ad at a school in Auckland is something – in the big scheme of things – very small, in many ways it reveals, we have a problem.
Not an end-of-the World problem.
Not a call for revolution kind of a problem.
But a problem … because the focus is far more making a few people rich today, rather than helping an entire nation be better off tomorrow.
God, that’s waaaaaaaay too political for this blog. And on a Tuesday, no less.
I can assure you that tomorrow, things will be back to their bollocks best. Sorry.
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I have written before that apart from my friend Paul, I owe almost everything in my life to the fact I left the UK and went on an adventure.
Without that, I would not have met my wife … would not have had my son … would not have had my pets … would not be working with rock stars … would not have had all the life experiences and adventures I’ve been fortunate to enjoy and almost certainly would not have the career I currently enjoy.
That’s pretty huge when you think about it and while there’s a whole list of people I need to thank for making it all possible, one of them is an old boss.
Who was a prick.
I had a rather complex relationship with this individual.
Because while they were pompous, petty, condescending and rude, they were also smart, knowledgable and experienced.
On top of that, they gave me a shot on a couple of projects that they probably shouldn’t have. I should point out that wasn’t because they necessarily believed in me – it was more there was no one else to do it – but I appreciated it all the same.
Anyway, when I decided to leave – to go explore opportunities in another country – they were pretty pissed off with me.
While I’d love to say it was because they didn’t want me to go, the reality was they were frustrated I was leaving after they’d agreed to give me a payrise.
That this ‘rise’ was still below market rate and they’d fucked me around for literally 2 years, seemed to have completely slipped their mind … which is maybe why on the day I left, they thought it would be ‘funny’ to write the following comment in my leaving card.
“You’ll be back. Come crawling”.
I remember watching him going around telling people what he had written, laughing hilariously at his own ‘joke’ and while I didn’t take it too much to heart – because everyone knew he was a bit of a prick – it still hurt.
Little did I know then, how those 5 little words would play such an pivotal role in how my career would turn out.
You see, when I ended up in this other country, I initially found it very difficult.
Not just because I didn’t have friends, contacts or a job … but because my Dad was very ill back in the UK.
In all honesty, the temptation to go back was huge but there were 2 reasons I stuck it out.
1. I wanted to show my gratitude to my parents for supporting and encouraging me to go, despite them going through a terribly tough time because of my Dad’s major stroke.
2. Those 5 little words.
While I’d like to think the former was the biggest motivator, I fear it may have been the latter.
That’s pretty pathetic isn’t it … especially as I could have gone back without having to go back to that old job.
But I wasn’t going to let him have the satisfaction directly or indirectly.
And so I persevered.
Pushed, prodded, walked the streets, did shitty, temporary roles … anything that kept me from gaving to go back with my tail betweeen my legs.
And it everntually worked out.
Not because of any talent I did or did not have, but because of my perseverence.
And willingness to take any bullshit salary … hahaha.
But for me, getting a break was my main objective … because while I knew I was not the smartest strategst, I knew my work ethic meant I could out-work most.
Now don’t get me wrong, I appreciate that is a toxic trait – but it is my trait – and back then, it was a way for me to prove my worth to agencies/clients who didn’t have to give me a chance or keep me on board.
Of course, over the years, my motivation for continuing to explore the possibilities of the World and my career have evolved.
These days it is far more about wanting to feel I’d be making my parents proud than it is me reacting to 5 little words from a toxic, little manager.
But I also have to acknowledge that without that persons toxic motivation, it is unlikely I would be in the situtation I currently enjoy.
So thank you AC … you were a strange little man, but for all the fucked up shit you did – and there was plenty – you did one thing right, even if it was wrong.
And while I doubt you even remember me – let alone care what I’ve done – it doesn’t matter.
Because I didn’t come back and didn’t come crawling and so for that, I won, so there.
It’s Easter long-weekend that then leads into a big week for me/Colenso – from us hosting Fergus and his OnStrategy podcast to me saying goodbye [for the second time] to someone who is very special to me … so have a great weekend, overeat Chocolate and Hot Cross Buns and I’ll see you Tuesday.
Till then, this is for you AC.
With thanks.
Filed under: Audi, Birkenhead, Cars, Comment, Communication Strategy, New Zealand
There’s been a bunch of relatively heavy posts on here this week – at least by my standards – so I’m going to round things off on a more light-hearted note.
Of course, given no one reads this blog anymore, no one will even notice let alone care … however, as [1] we get our puppy, Bonnie, this weekend and [2] I immediately head overseas for all of the following week for work – I feel a more humorous post may help offset the dark cloud that will hang over my home when my wife realizes she has to look after the dog all by herself while her husband is out having nice dinners, even though I will be working very, very hard. Honest.
Anyway, this also explains why there will be no blog posts next week because I’ll be spending whatever free time I do have apologizing to my family or something.
So back to the post …
A long time ago, I was asked in an interview with an ad mag, ‘what would your personalized say?’ My response was something along the lines of, “if I had a personalized number plate, it would say I was a dick”.
I still stand by that, but I have to say I’ve seen a few in NZ that has made me almost consider changing my view.
Not because they’re smart.
Not because they’re cool.
But because they’re blatantly assholey.
Back in 2023, there was the Slayer plate … on a Suzuki Swift … which was an act of either pure fandom, or total delusion.
Then, just down the road from where I live, there’s this …
TOPGUN!!!
Let’s be honest, if it was on a supercar it would still be tragic, but on an Audi, it’s criminal.
I’ve never actually seen the owner drive it, but I hope to God they wear Aviator sunglasses when they do.
But maybe there’s something about Audi drivers – not to mention people who live in Birkenhead, where I live – because I recently also saw this …
While I give them extra marks for writing D3VL in red – is there anything actually devilish about an Audi beyond the standard of driving that their owners typically demonstrate on the roads?
But all those are – let’s face it – still pretty tame, which is why I saved the best for last.
A car whose owner doesn’t give a fuck.
About anyone.
Who proudly announces to anyone in front or behind them, they are being judged.
Negatively.
Who could probably start a road rage incident in an empty car park.
No doubt an empty car park located in Birkenhead because – you guessed it – that’s where I also saw this.
Ladies and gentlemen. Boys and girls. Let me introduce you to the winner of the best assholey personalized number plate of the year …
Offensive.
Aggressive.
Judgmental.
Memorable.
It’s absolutely brilliant … made better that:
It’s a fair assessment of 99% of Auckland drivers.
it’s on an old Toyota Corolla, making it the equivalent of the grumpiest of old men … on 4 wheels.
I love it.
It made me laugh out loud.
And while I’m sure that would deeply upset the owner of the car, for me it’s the perfect personalized plate.
Because what’s the point of having a plate that says who you are, when you have the opportunity to say what you think of everyone around you.
See you in a week.
Unless my family has killed me or our dog has chewed through our internet router.
Filed under: Attitude & Aptitude, Colenso, Comment, Creative Brief, Creative Development, Creativity, Culture, New Zealand, OnStrategy, Planners, Planning
Back in 2017, I spoke to the man with the golden honey voice … also known as Fergus, the founder and host of the rather brilliant OnStrategy.
Since then, I’ve had the pleasure of listening to him and his podcasts on a regular basis.
Learning from them … sometimes, vehemently disagreeing with them … occasionally, being proud-as-punch of them … when it features the clever ramblings of people in my team, or people in my life. [There’s too many of them to put links for them, haha]
In an industry of talkers – he’s one of the good and real guys;, despite the fact he is literally, errrrm, ‘a talker’ – haha.
Anyway, next month I finally get to meet the man, the myth, the legend as he is coming to Auckland to host a panel held at Colenso.
I can’t wait.
Not just because his voice is ‘sonic crack’ for me, but because he always encourages strategy to be talked through the lens of the work, rather than the pseudo intellectualism that too many people seem to like/spout.
I love that.
We need more of that.
Not just because the entire marketing industry is in danger of losing itself in a heap of marketing practice theory, but because strategy without creativity – and change – is nothing more than empty masturbation, whatever the hell that means, haha.
Stupidly Fergus has asked me to be a part of it – no doubt because we offered to host him at our ‘house’ and he’s likely too polite to tell me to fuck off because of that – but I am thrilled he is coming, both for letting NZ show the world how good we can be as well as forcing NZ strategy and marketing to realise being happy with where we’re at is not where we need to be.
Or could be.
So if you’re in NZ, come and hear Fergus and 3 clever buggers [as well as me] … talk about stuff. Or come along to try and steal some of Colenso’s stuff.
Tickets are available here.
And if you’re not, enjoy listening to whatever comes out of the evening in the next few weeks.