Great Ideas
Great ideas are painkillers not vitamins. Tony Fadell.
The views of a marketing deviant.
It has been simultaneously fascinating and frustrating to watch a new management team taking over the running of a local business facility. They work for a huge logistics company. Top-down process has taken precedence over reactive customer focus and the results have not been pretty.
For me, the most heinous failure has been not to listen to or seek advice from the existing customer base. Those customers have used the facility, know its idiosyncracies and have lived through the successes and the failed initiatives of previous management teams.
A free repository of operational insight has been ignored because corporate knows best. Potential pitfalls that were highlighted by customers have inevitably come to pass and satisfaction levels have plummeted While investments have been made in some parts of the business, the cost-cutting in other areas overshadows any goodwill that was generated.
I'm amazed that I have to keep saying this, but an alienated customer is kryptonite especially in a growth phase. Start-ups know this. Established businesses shouldn't need to be told it.
On the upside, the automated response from the customer service email account
promises they will get back to you within TEN working days.
These are Maite Rodriguez's green high-top Converse. The ones she customized with a heart drawn on the toe. The ones she was wearing when she was murdered in the Uvalde school shooting. And, most shockingly of all, the ones that were the only way her ten-year-old body could be identified.
Subsequently there has been a surge in demand for the shoes. People are sending them to their political representatives. People are wearing them to protest. People are also noticing that Converse will be making a lot of money from this demand and are suggesting that they donate some or all of the profits to victim support or to gun control causes (perhaps not realising that their parent company has provided funding to NRA-supporting politicians in the past). People are suggesting that they be renamed after Maite and that they be produced with a heart on the toe.
Converse are faced with an opportunity. And a dilemma. What do they do? Do they act and risk being accused of commercial exploitation of a tragedy? Or do they wait and risk being accused of indifference?
Maybe the best they can do is to avoid looking exploitative while not remaining indifferent. Acknowledging the increased demand and guaranteeing they will meet it as quickly as possible seems to me to be the obvious starting point. As does announcing they will be giving the profits to an appropriate charity to be agreed with Maite's parents when they are willing and able to contemplate such decisions.
It's very easy for the people to say what Converse should do as if it's obvious. It's not. This is not a product recall. It's so much more than that.
Some years ago, various supermarkets began to install automated check-out tills. There were grumbles about lack of service and concerns about machines replacing humans. Time passed and people got used to them. Some of us preferred the speed
Last week I had the pleasure of attending a small marketing seminar and listened to a series of presentations by Les Binet, Peter Field and Mark Ritson. The host introduced them as contrarians, but I think that says more about the mainstream than it does about them.
"I was surrounded by people who for some reason found my very presence a threat. And had I not been able to stand up to them on their terms, I' would be somewhere back on the east coast, my tail between my legs. But it was more than that. For many outback people, the effect of almost total isolation coupled with that all-encompassing battle with the earth is so great that, when the prizes are won, they feel the need to build a psychological fortress around the knowledge and possessions they have broken their backs to obtain. That fiercely independent individualism was something akin to what I was feeling now - the inability to incorporate new people who hadn't shared the same experience. I understood a facet of Alice Springs, and softened towards it, at that moment."
"Before that moment, I had always supposed that loneliness was my enemy. I had seemed not to exist without people around me. But now I understood that I had always been a loner, and that this condition was a gift rather than someting to be feared. Alone, in my castle, I could see more clearly what loneliness was. For the first time it flashed on me that the way I had conducted my life was to allow myself that remoteness, always protect that high, clear place that could not be shared without risking its destruction. I had paid for this over and over with periods of neurotic despair, but it had been worth it. I had somehow always countered my desire for a knight in shining armour by forming bonds with men I didn't like, or with men who were so off the air there was no hope of a permanent relationship. I could not deny this. It lay, crystal clear, beneath the feelings of inadequacy and defeat, the clever self-directed plan that had been working towards this realization for years. I believe the subconscious always knows what is best. It is our conditioned, vastly overrated rational mind which screws everything up."