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I’m often wary of reading business books, especially books relating to branding and marketing. Most are shallow and repetitive, squeezing 200 pages out of a concept that was better told on the back cover.
So I picked up the unfortunately-titled “Yes!” with a great deal of apprehension. But I was wrong to judge this book by its cover. Though it may look like a self-help book or a new audio CD from Tony Robbins, “Yes!” is a well researched and succinctly written exploration of the art of persuasion. The authors, Noah J. Goldstein, Steve J. Martin and Robert B. Cialindi, explore a wide range of methods for influencing audiences.
If you’re in the business of encouraging people to do things, as all marketers are, you will find this book to be very useful. Buy it at Amazon.com.
I was seven years old on March 14, 1968, when the Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr. came to my hometown. As I sat in my living room, Dr. King drove to Grosse Pointe High School with the police chief in his lap. When the chief heard the car might be shot at on the way to the speech, he insisted on sitting on the reverend’s lap to protect him. [Why don’t any of the articles about this event mention his name? A guardian angel in a long black Ford.]
At the high school, protesters surrounded the building and hecklers frequently interrupted the speech. Dr. King said later that, “ [it was] the worst heckling I have ever encountered in all my travels.” A number of people, however, welcomed the Reverend with enthusiasm. Dr. King received an ovation several minutes long when he entered the hall and the audience interrupted his speech not only with jeers, but with applause – a reported 32 times.
Reading about the event as an adult, I’m saddened, but not entirely ashamed of my neighbors. It was members of the Grosse Pointe Human Relations Council who invited Dr. King to speak. They were part of a growing movement of local residents who were committed to racial equality.
I realize now that I was one of the lucky ones. My father was active in city politics, where he worked for civil rights with the Access to Justice campaign and helped elect the first black mayor of Detroit. It wasn’t until much later in my life that I came to understand the significance of that day and the events that surrounded it. I think about how far we have come and how far we still have to go.
(see comment for an update)
http://www.shelbyuticanews.com/Homepage-Articles/2007/01-17-07/GF-MLK.asp
http://www.tbwt.org/index.php?option=content&task=view&id=88&Itemid=41
http://www.gphistorical.org/mlk/index.htm
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/149555/when_martin_luther_king_jr_rode_to.html?cat=8
Transcript: Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Grosse Pointe Speech
This week brought a handful of media calls asking about brands in the news. “Does Super Bowl advertising make economic sense?” “How can Detroit Automakers restore their brand?” “How will Steve Jobs’ leave of absence to address a serious illness affect Apple’s Brand?”
That last one got to me. A human being says he is too sick to work, and all the media can ask about is what the affect will be on the stock price.
Steve Jobs gave birth to Apple in 1976 and restored it from near-certain death in 1987. He requested no salary upon his return and held no Apple stock. He didn’t do it for economic gain. He was crazy enough to think he could change the world – and he did.
He revolutionized the computer industry, the music industry, the phone industry and the animated movie industry. He brought tools for creativity to everyone, with software for editing video and photography, words and music. He built marketplaces where musicians and programmers could bypass intermediaries to sell their work. Along the way, he built a small army of brilliant and creative thinkers who go to work every day thinking differently.
So for a little while, this army will carry the torch – as they should. They will let Steve Jobs rest and recover – as we should.
Be well Mr. Jobs. We wish you the power to be your best.





