A Bit of PR Punditry

The further I wander into the maze of intellectual thought that is the MSc in Public Relations course…the more dazed and confused I am, each time I come back out and open an issue of PR Week.

‘In there’ the work we’re doing is related to the ‘new’ face of PR, which, I guess, is all about professionalisation; so we’re immersed in Content Analysis, measurement and evaluation, surveys and statistics, the extensive use of new technology, concepts of ethics and truth and a barrage of other stuff, which I suspect does not trouble a large number of practitioners.

Certainly, much of it will not easily fit into the standard how-to PR files marked ‘seat of the pants’ or ‘common sense’. These, as I recall, being the only two files regularly in use in public relations for the last thirty-odd years…and I was in publishing and dealing with PRs back in the days when Lynn Franks was a strip of a gal.

Now, struggling with concepts which definitely challenge some established PR practice, I’m aware there’s a much bigger tussle going on in the industry. One lot is basically saying about PR: ‘It ain’t broke, so don’t fix it’ while the other lot says: ‘Get a grip. Tomorrow has arrived. Change or die.’ Nowhere is this stand-off more apparent than in the pages of PR Week: the 13^th April issue proving no exception.

The CIPR Diploma can now be obtained through an online course (p4), which means all of the above knowledge stuff can be yours at the click of a mouse and the handing over of two thousand quid. And according to this article by Kate Magee, it’s ‘borne out of demand by those unable to attend the traditionally taught course’. So it seems some of you out there share the view that there may be more to PR than meets the eye, or the seat of the pants.

Miranda Lane (p16) draws attention to a ‘skills vacuum’ in financial and investor PR – a world in which being a smart party arranger just won’t cut it. Here, PRs are required to be regulations-savvy and clued in mathematically. Heather McGregor, MD of specialist communications headhunter, Taylor Bennett, says she’d like to see more accountants moving into communications. So much for professional jurisdiction…but you get her point: the average PR offering won’t wash around the money men.

For a short lesson in anything but average PR, turn to Hannah Marriott’s piece on ‘Rocket Man’ (p17) a profile of Gary Farrow, Chairman of PR outfit, The Corporation.

Described as ‘an old school publicist who relies on instinct’ (instinct being a mate of seat-of-the-pants and common sense), Gary has some interesting things to say.

Regarding ‘Off the record, in perpetuity’:

‘Perpetuity is when you die and even in heaven. And if there is a stage beyond that, you still shut the f***k up.’

Regarding education:

‘Listen – I come from Orpington. I’ve got two GCSEs or whatever the bollocks they’re called.’

Regarding measurement and evaluation:

‘F***k it no. Leave that to those f*****g ponytail twats. Evaluation and pie charts and bollocks.’

Gary, as you have probably figured, is the kind of PR the CIPR realise will never have an Epiphany – even though he likens himself to John the Baptist of PR. He lives and breathes ‘common sense’ and ‘seat of the pants’. Speaking of which, check out his moment of checking out with a client…which has to do with pants and getting jiggy with a penguin, in Trafalgar Square at four in the morning. It’s a testament to the black art of common sense.

I'd have given you a website address for The Corporation but it says everything that keying in his name, his company's name, its stated business - and permutations of all three - bring up no website url. Not for this lot, search engine optimisation. What does come up are thousands of references to Gary, which tells me this is one busy and successful dude, even if he does think evaluation is bollocks.

We appear to have the definitive guide to creating a unique campaign (p20). And it is, I guess, the nearest we’ll ever get to putting Colonel Sanders deep into orbit. Weber Shandwick really did strut their stuff with this global relaunch, no less, of Kentucky Fried Chicken. The notion of being able to view the face of the Colonel – from space – is a breathtaking PR idea.

But I couldn’t help noticing in the Measurement, Evaluation and Results section of this article that the ensuing coverage was measured in numbers of stories and the advertising equivalent value. At £23 million, this is not to be sniffed at. But the real question is…will seeing Colonel Sanders from space actually result in more terrestrials buying the product?

Finally, we have wise words from Claire Murphy, (p19) the deputy editor of PR Week. She supports the whole notion of training – a concept which she feels the PR industry hasn’t exactly embraced. Obviously I’m in agreement. It’s because I believe you’re dead in the water if you don’t stay current that I’m on this course. But I also think we should guard against losing our old skills in our efforts to become adept at the new. Old skills such as clean copy and thorough subbing, Claire: this issue boasts far too many literals.

The PR industry appears to be living in interesting times. Personally, I think there’s a lot to be said for the old ways: I bet Gary Farrow gets things done. But I also think PR has got to clean up its act. And if PR practitioners want to defend their professional turf against encroachment by journalists, marketers and accountants! they’ll have to prove to clients that they possess a unique skills set.

So forgive me for hedging my bets, but today I’m off to get down and dirty with the postmodern approach to PR research and practice, with the celebrated Derina Holthausen. There’s not a sniff of common sense in this tome, I betcha…and probably no mention of pants….

A Fair Cop?

Next time you’re busily blabbing into the Blogosphere - keying your most intimate secrets into what you fancy is deepest, darkest cyberspace…consider this. One in five employers find information about job candidates on the web and nearly 60% say it influences their job decisions. And 25% of HR decision makers reject candidates based on personal information found online.

You’re hoping I made that statistic up? Sorry to disappoint…but these – ahem! – end-of-party pictures… or the grim details of that stag-night slide into debauchery…or even the low-down on what you really think of your boss, his wife and their new baby…if you’ve posted any of it anywhere on the Web, it will likely come back to haunt you.

Online Recruitment wants you to take better care of your NetRep – that is, if you fancy the idea of future employment. They quote a research report released by the business social network Viadeo. Apparently, more than 2,000 consumers and over 600 employers were surveyed by Viadeo and the findings were as outlined above.

This isn’t to say that your online self is necessarily going to screw your employment chances. The same survey concluded that information found online can work in an applicant’s favour – as long as the content is appropriate and presented correctly. In fact, 13% of HR decision makers chose candidates they might otherwise have rejected, because of additional positive information they found about them online.

The solution? Consider using a social networking site to promote a professional image of yourself on the Net. A tough job, maybe…but not impossible! And check out Viadeo – it’s as good a place as any to start.

You will be Googled…you have been warned!

Carry On Copying??

I’ve spent the last few weeks getting my head around the whole notion of cyberspace; particularly with regard to the who/where/what of copyright protection. As a one-time journo who experienced having consumer media heavyweights ride roughshod over my own rights to copy (sign the whole lot away on the back of your cheque, lady. Otherwise there ain’t no payment and yer dog gets it…) I’ve been amazed by the free-for-all on the copyright front. Which is why the whole Viacom/Google opera has been so instructive.

Backstory: Google pays $1.65billion for YouTube, which effectively means that YouTube is now the kid on the block with the big-walleted daddy. So if you were ever going to sue YouTube for copyright infringement, the time is surely now.

Up sails Viacom Media’s legal boarding party with an invitation to attend court for ‘massive intentional infringement of copyright’ plus $1billion for damages.

Google-dad is pushing back, in the hope that the US Digital Millennium Copyright Act 1998 will save its bacon. Specifically section 512 which protects service providers from liability for acts of copyright infringement committed by 3^rd parties. (Although this patently didn’t save Napster’s hide.)

All goes quiet for a couple of weeks. Then ‘whacko!’ out come the cyberspace army I’ve been hearing about since I started this whole technology module. They’re the Internet Community…the Invisible Ones…the Out There’s. Only now they’re very visible, very here and very *****d off with Viacom

The electronic activists have got themselves very much together and have launched a legal suit against Viacom Media. This after Viacom supposedly issued a video takedown request to Google – with which the service provider immediately complied – only for all parties to ‘discover’ later that the video in question was on YouTube perfectly legitimately.

The argument now is that the video use was ‘protected under the fair use provisions’ of the same copyright law…which means Viacom’s complaint amounted to a ‘misrepresentation’, which leaves it open to damages. Viacom is insisting that it never issued the request for this particular takedown. Although it did ask for 100,000 other videos to be filtered by Google, who declined to co-operate. Makes you wonder how this one got through…Sod’s Law, I guess.

But since courtrooms still seem to operate in a peculiarly old-fashioned way – requiring tangible proof, evidence and stuff like that - I imagine the hunt is now on at Google for the revelatory – and condemnatory – email. A paper trail, in other words…now this, I do understand!

Got me thinking about the whole copyright thing tho…and the realisation that anything published after 1923 is effectively copyright protected. (So much for the odd screen-grab!) Can’t take the credit for knowing this…found it on a very interesting website. The Tartan is the online version of the student magazine for the Carnegie Mellon University of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I like it! Very clean, stylish looking site, easy to navigate, loads of interesting info and good writers. We need something like this at Stirling!!

Class Act

Obviously I have a never-before-accessed-but-nonetheless-very-strong masochistic tendency. Nothing else can explain why I roll up to the technology class each week to undergo the ritual tecchie-mauling by my fellow students.

We’ve done the digital camera thing and now it’s the memory-stick thing. My hubby presented me with mine a few weeks ago (and yes, Derek – he had just upgraded his. But I think the term ‘cast-off is a little cruel.)

Anyway…it’s about 2.5 “(dead giveaway!) long, it’s a rather refined gold colour and it’s called VFUEL. Is there anything in this description that would make you fall about laughing? Whatever…this got passed around from person to person causing huge mirth. And then of course, everyone had to get theirs out (some things never change) and there was lots and lots of showing off. All of which was quite wasted on me.

If only my presentation the previous week had created so much focus, interest and active response…although to be fair, it was on social media press releases. And I’d bored myself silly with that, long before presentation day….

Right now, it’s Easter week. Or so I’m told. Up here in my little roof loft, I’m in a death struggle with an essay on ‘Technology’s Impact on PR’. Terminal, if my own experience is anything to go by….

More Social Media Stuff...

Social media, social media, social media…everybody’s talking about it. And what they have to say is very revealing. A meander through recent issues of PR Week leaves one in no doubt that the battle lines are being drawn.

“It’s not often that industries take collective leave of their senses. And there are few things more unnerving for a commentator than all concerned doing very odd things. ..The media are going through such a phase at the moment. As an industry, whether it be print broadcast, telecom or web-based, they have become obsessed with delivery.

All around the world, media companies have decided that the tried and tested ways of reaching their customers are no longer sufficient. That which they understand is automatically diminished in their eyes; that which is different, preferably new and not understood, becomes irresistible…”

So comments Anthony Hilton, City Editor on London’s Evening Standard. He goes on to say “People watch programmes, read articles and listen to music. How that is delivered may appear a bit special, a bit new or a bit difficult, but it will quickly become a commodity. There will be no such thing as a captive market in future. On the other hand, content providers with a reputation for quality, trust and accuracy – a brand in other words – will always find an outlet. If the content is good, distributors will come to you…” (PR Week 17 November, 2006).

Pretty much NOT a bells and whistles supporter, then. One of the problems of SMPR is that, news-wise, everything is available to everyone at the same time. Which makes it hard for a journalist to justify himself via his ability to get to the story first . If he can’t scoop exclusive material, where’s his added value?

“…LOOK has rolling deadlines and can turn stories around very quickly but we want things exclusively…” Ali Hall Editor LOOK magazine (PR Week 9 February 2007).

And then there is the issue of journalists and magazine teams feeling they would like a bit of personal, even bespoke, service – quaint as that might sound to some.

“…I prefer a good old fashioned press release in the post, sent to the right section editor. Emails get lost in the system – post always gets opened…” Sara Cremer, Editor, Eve magazine (PR Week 27 March 2007)

For others, the future probably is SMPR – as with online magazine Monkey, which launched at the end of 2006. The pages are embedded with moving images and tracks, so readers can ‘experience’ the things the editorials mention – like games, music and movie clips.

“…We would appreciate a heads-up on any clips or sound files to which PROs might have access…” Ben Raworth, Editor-in-chief (PR Week 10 November 2006)

For some it sucks. For others it’s sexy. Either way, the SMPR debate has got the business thinking…which can’t be bad.

SMPR - All Bells And Whistles?

I'm aware I'm just a PR student, so pardon my nerve. But what is happening to everyone out there?
I key in the words 'social media press release' and the Net is throbbing with excitement. Forums and posts abound with people virtually (I mean that in the literal sense) falling over each other, in their attempts to become part of the conversation about this revolutionary, breakthrough, awesome departure from PR as we have known it.
The environment is bouncing with mutual congratulations, as those PRs who are on message engage in much back-slapping and virtual high fives. You're all just so thrilled with yourselves and each other that I feel bad about raining on your parade.
In fact, so loathe was I to do the 'Hey - the king's nude' thing, that I spent the last couple of days trawling and logging onto endless websites - just to make sure that I hadn't misunderstood the whole thrust of the SMPR concept.
So thank-you Todd Defren and Brian Solis and Chris Heuer and your many acolytes for the acres and acres of verbiage which you and fellow trailblazers have felt it necessary to put out on the subject.
The thing we Brits especially like about you Americans is your boundless enthusiasm - the way you pick up and run hard with anything even marginally new. In fact, so overwhelmed was I by the truly frantic (almost hysterical) level of excitement I kept running into on every virtual corner, I was momentarily swept up in the SMPR-will-change-the -communications-sphere-as -we-know-it tsunami myself.
But then I logged off, lay down in a dark room and thought about it. A phrase came to mind. Three words. One of those was 'wheel'. Hate to say it but I suspect SMPR is everso over-hyped. I mean, I'm up for the embrace-technology thing. Why else would I be doing this bloody module? But I suspect that, faced with 65 million potentially troublesome bloggers, some PRs are hitting the appeasement button. Blogging? You betcha! Just don't hit me!
Okay, your dream press release is multi-layered - electronic and using online tools, like a Podcast link, RSS feed, Technorati tags and optional links to other coverage.
So far...so very like an innovative, well designed and regularly updated website. I was particularly struck by the novel idea of pre-approved quotes from your client talking heads. Tell me, what sane PR would publish any other sort??
I understand you want to maximize the communications options offered by technology; I see why the brave, supremely confident or downright foolish among the PR fraternity might want to risk engaging on a daily (or even hourly) basis with anyone and everyone who is no one in the blogosphere - fielding all brick-bats and bouquets on behalf of their clients.
I get the global audience thing. I realise PRs can be judged and found wanting - not only by their clients but by the world community... and probably a few shifty characters beyond that. I've certainly worked for a few spacemen in my time.
Yes - the Web has opened up all kinds of communications channels which we ignore at our peril and for sure there are lots of influencers out there with fingers permanently poised over keyboards, just waiting to bag 'em an unsuspecting PR, organisation, corporation, product or service.
High Noon comes to Neverland and there are varmints in them thar hills. But your SMPR concept won't change any of that. Not if the bullet's got your name on it. And I'm not the only one who's nowhere near converted....



Class Act

Another week - another wander around Tecchieworld. The last few days have seen me labouring mightily over yet another first: The PowerPoint presentation.
It's a doddle. A child could do it. Have you really never done one before?
This and many other helpful remarks have come my way since I foolishly went public with this latest assignment.
Yes, it probably was. Yes, one probably could. And no, I really never had....
But that's all behind me now. One PP presentation primed and ready for delivery. What's more, I enjoyed doing it.
The subject? Social Media Press Releases.
I'm probably the only person who's never heard of them. But if you too are a SMPR virgin, just key it in and stand well back. Oh, I suggest you make up some sandwiches and a flask of something fortifying before you start: there's so much stuff sloshing around about this concept and how it will change the face of PR, radically and permanently, excluding many practitioners along the way...that you really will require some sustenance on the journey.
We did more statistics today. Well, my fellow students did. I went home early and ordered Bryman. That's the author, not his book. We're presently in negotiation about how much he'd charge to personally sit with me and talk me, or walk me, or drag me kicking and screaming, through the statistics chapters of his lovely, unputdownable book, Social Research Methods.
PR at the University of Stirling...it's so not for sissies.

The Technology Toe Test

I probably didn't explain in my original post why I've created this blog: it's one of our technology assignments. For marks. (No capitals here, you'll notice...but this doesn't mean I 'm not shouting).

We’re required to comment each week on aspects of PR & Technology, but my fellow students, mean age 23 (see that, Derek?), have forgotten more about technology than I’m likely ever to know. Which means the smart move is to leave the more informed, expert critiquing of the subject to them.

I’ve decided my blog’s usp will be to comment on PR & Technology but, from an over-50s perspective. (Strategic approach to study, Derek!) And if this sounds a bit one-foot-in-the-grave’ish, trust me, I ain’t dead yet.

Au contraire, stumbling around the technological maze is proving to be a gob-smacking adventure and, whilst the resulting information overload can be an uncomfortable experience, it beats the hell out of thinking I know everything – which really would be one-foot-in-the-grave territory. Instead, here I am, dipping a toe in the technology pool.

Hackers

So what have I learned this week? Well, I want to thank Manuel Castells (The Internet Galaxy) for changing my view of hackers – which I now realise owed more to reading of the red tops: ‘Hackers sabotage world bank accounts…steal nuclear secrets…create airline chaos’ than it did to reality.

They’re bloody heroes! Brilliant, dedicated, passionate, sharing and co-operative – eschewing financial reward in favour of peer group recognition and embarrassing governments and corporations who aren’t entirely sold on the principle of free speech. Goooo, hackers! (You think this is a simplistic view of hackers? Give me a break – I’m still in my technology honeymoon period.)

Second Life

Moving right along, I step, all unsuspecting, into Second Life. Until this week, I’d assumed that ‘The Matrix’ had been a magnificent figment of some writer’s wild imagination. Now I realise he was just taking the whole virtual world scenario to its logical conclusion, with thousands, possibly millions of individuals permanently logged on and loving it, in a non-existent life.

My first 30 minutes of trawling through SL related websites proved a surreal experience, mostly because high-profile businesses in the real world are fighting for entry visas and some now hold their business meetings in that virtual environment…while posing as nurses and crocodiles. (You couldn’t make it up.)

SL is presently virtually inhabited by 4.5 million people worldwide, who are represented in that world by their personally created alter-egos or ‘avatars’. The residents own the rights to their digital creations, so they can buy, sell and trade with other residents. They can also have sex with other residents (some of whom aren’t even human) any time and anywhere they fancy. Blue Peter it ain’t.

It seems there are lots of great careers to be had in SL; you can be a party or wedding planner, a tattooist, an aerospace engineer, a private detective or a hug maker (don’t ask). And there’s money in that there hugging.

Now for the scary bit. SL has its own currency – The Linden dollar – which can be converted into US dollars at online Linden dollar exchanges. Already, the website supports millions of US dollars in monthly transactions – and when a whole 16 acre island can be theirs for just $1,675 and monthly island maintenance is a paltry $295, you can see why SLrs are keen to part with their money. (Did I just type that? Am I going mad?)

Can I see the potential for PR with this technology? Only entirely. When people are willing to buy non-existent islands with real money and blokes murder each other in the real world because of some jealous love triangle that unfolded in SL over a sexy female avatar (whose real-world self is probably a six foot, hairy, knuckle-dragging car mechanic) I can only think this is very fertile ground for any PR who has a message to diffuse and who wants to engage directly with stakeholders. The trick, I guess, will be identifying your publics, since most of Second Life’s inhabitants are working hard to be anyone, or anything, rather than themselves.

Social Media

Removing my docking arm from my portal…I take a little peek (and possibly a poke) at the whirlwind that is Social Media. For a chilling moment, I’m convinced that everything I’m presently striving to learn about PR has become somehow redundant, as I read scathing attacks on the more traditional aspects of this profession. With consummate timing, Derek cautions us that anyone who tells us PR is dead, long live Internet PR…is probably trying to sell us something. Oh…you are so, so right, Derek. For more, read my next post.

Class Act

That’s the PR and Technology bit sorted (marks, please!). I started this blog by describing University life for the mature missus and I think that’s worth continuing…

We’re asked to come armed with cameras to take pictures for our blog. I keep my camera under wraps until the last moment. It’s about 25cms long by 15cms high and it weighs about half a kilo, so you can understand my embarrassment.

But hey – it’s digital. And it’s got a real spider trapped in the viewfinder; so eat your heart out. Actually, the ‘spider’ is, I suspect, a cat flea. But since the girlies in class are already yelping about the spider monster, I feel the flea thing is ‘way too much information.

‘Amazing – it’s got its own hard disk’, says Derek, waving an After-Eight sized wafer in the air. ‘That would once have cost around five hundred quid and I used to seriously desire one’ he adds, popping said disk back into my Canon. ‘Of course, it’s obsolete now.’ How to make a girl feel good….

Hello, Photoshop. Of course I knew it existed. I’d just never used it before. Picture rezising, optimising, gifs and Jpegs. Anything, everything you see on screen, can be copied. So excited that night, I can hardly sleep.

Not nearly so excited by Sampling; and as for Statistics….I know there are people out there who think Public Relations is all about arranging parties and other glam events. There is nothing glam about statistics and quantitative data analysis and nothing sexy about SPSS for Windows. The combination is creating a head-mash of the most serious sort for this particular wannabe PR. I check out the next lecture. Inferential Statistics. Oooh, now I really am all anticipation.