
I am caught between obligation and dread. Muhammad Ali is dead, and I feel like I’m supposed to write something profound about his passing, but I don’t want to.
I am caught between obligation and dread. Muhammad Ali is dead, and I feel like I’m supposed to write something profound about his passing, but I don’t want to.
To enter an Apple store is to descend into a chipper circle of Hell.
I flashed on a nearly 40 year old memory yesterday.
My social media feed consists of roughly 40 percent marketing and promotion, 10 percent photos and cat videos, and 50 percent bitching and moaning.
I watched a presidential debate last week. The event needed a more precise name, as there was nothing presidential about it.
We’re about to enter 2016, 40 years removed from the Bicentennial. In another ten years we’ll likely see another red, white, and blue marketing blitz similar to the one in ’76. Although […]
War was raging in 1942, and I’m not talking Axis and Allies. No, in August that year Irving Berlin and Bing Crosby unleashed their song “Happy Holiday” on the unsuspecting masses. The […]
That really bad thing happened and social media lit up like an ugly Christmas sweater.
This week on The Good Men Project I tell you just how afraid of sensational headlines (like mine) you really need to be. Here we go: http://goodmenproject.com/guy-talk/brand-are-you-the-new-serial-killer-target/
This week’s piece in The Good Men Project Magazine seems to have hit the mark: It’s been up for about 12 hours and already has been shared almost 3,000 times. Who knew […]