





"A Brand that captures the mind gains behaviour; A Brand that captures your heart gains commitment."
As a PR professional in the financial services sector, I have noticed an increasing frustration with B2B firms wanting fully integrated approach to digital and traditional communications. In this blog, I'm going explore what happens at the intersection of digital and traditional marketing, and how best to serve clients looking for guidance in this space.






"A Brand that captures the mind gains behaviour; A Brand that captures your heart gains commitment."
This is just a short blog whilst I get back into the swing of life at Bucks. I have enjoyed the first two weeks of lectures. I have been waiting for a lecture that compelled me to write a blog, so here goes. Last week Bill asked us to think of a company and come up with a story or message. He would then interview us, as a local reporter. Had I done this research and blog previous to this morning's interview it may have gone smoother, but I think I did alright anyway.
I think that Bill got his message across fairly well in his lecture, but after a little digging, I found that the things that he was saying are being said all around the world. The fact that this message is being repeated time and time again says two things to me; first of- it works, second- most people are not doing it. This is a message of warning and guidance. On a daily basis, people are talking to the press, and getting it wrong. Or at least not maximizing their coverage potential.
This message is clear and concise: Know your audience.
It really is that simple. Know what the publication writes about, who reads it, what geographical area they live in. People only want to read about things that are relevant to them- so make it relevant to them. You have to know what angles the publication takes, whether it wants a human-interest story or facts, figures and statistics. These really aren’t hard things to find out, and they really do make a difference.
Every journalist wants to have a story handed to them on a plate- you just have to make sure that the story you want put out fits their agenda. Create a win-win situation. If you’re launching a revolutionary new lighting system and you’re telling the journalist all of the technical details about the product, but he just keeps asking you off topic questions, ask yourself why. Don’t get frustrated. He might be trying to get you to relate it to how it will affect his readership- so tell him. Tell him how this lighting system will replicate natural sunlight and replenish Vitamin D, which in turns makes the user feel happier.
It’s more than likely that the journalist will try and steer the conversation towards the angle that he’s looking for, go with it. Adjust the message, whilst still getting your key points across. Make it relevant, simple and compelling and you’re message will get across. The benefit of trying to work with the journalist in this way is compound. You’re story is more likely to get published, by being co-operative you’re more likely to be called by the journalist on other issues, and the story written is more likely to contain the message you wish it communicate.
5. Not having perforated toilet paper
4. Having a constant beat pumping through the wall
3. The attention of being a foreigner
2. Brushing my teeth with bottled water
1. People hawking up bucket loads of phlegm and spitting in the street
5. Air (I’m on a bus)
4. Knowing where I’m going (see 5.)
3. Men’s aftershave
2. Hummus, tzakziki, cucumber that is neither dangerous nor soaked in iodine
1. My preconceived perception of the consistency of life
After having endured the rudeness of Heathrow Airport, the sheer boredom of Abu Dhabi Airport and the endless waiting, I arrived at Kathmandu International Airport. I stepped off the plane in the warm, wet night and made my way to the terminal building where I was greeted by, no one. I wondered through the deserted corridors, past a room full of army people, until I saw a man and three women wearing surgical masks. One of them stuck what looked like a barcode scanner against my forehead. In my sleepless, hungry state I thought, just for a moment, that they were scanning my hair to records my DNA, but apparently they just wanted to check that I didn’t have a temperature. Obviously they didn’t tell me this themselves as they couldn’t speak any English, but I found out later. I was then confronted by a man behind a desk who shoved a form in my face. It asked my whether I felt ill, had a cough or sore throat.
The next task got all the more difficult. I had to fill out a visa form (which I had already filled out in England and sent ahead, as I was asked) and produce $40, which I had somehow missed I would have to do. So with no money I was waved off in the general direction of a cash machine, whilst the man behind the desk held my passport. After having followed his directions I was confronted with a security checkpoint to get out into the baggage reclaim area. I explained I needed an ATM and he let me through. I went past all the carousels, and out of the terminal building, onto Nepalese soil with no passport, not knowing whether I’d ever see it again. Fortunately this was the point at which I met Chris, my trip co-ordinator, he gave me the money, and I made my way back upstairs. I just can’t understand how every rickshaw driver, street vendor and cheeky scammer can speak perfectly good English, yet they can’t get any to work at the airport.
Things progressed well from there, apart from the visa man unintentionally running off with my passport to have an argument with some very unhappy chap and some guards. I got back to Chris and we caught a very funky purple taxi to the guest house, which is to be my home for the next month. As the taxi wove and ducked over rocky roads and through narrow alleys I, rather unsuccessfully, tried to make out some of the sights Chris was telling me about through the rain and darkness. When we arrived the guest house was in complete darkness due to the nightly blackout that the city endures. I was pleasantly surprised to see a large double bed, a desk and an en-suite toilet/shower when I got to my room.
The following day consisted of a tour of the area where we are staying Thamel. I found out that this is a place where you must have your wits about you all the time. It is unlikely that you will be pick pocketed, although it is possible, but you quite likely to get mowed down by a rickshaw trying to pick you up, or a moped with a family of four on it. Everyone is very friendly, often uncomfortably so, and if you stop to respond they will probably try to sell you hash. Most of the street vendors that don’t have a stand have a particular patch that that they keep to, although this won’t prevent them following you halfway through Kathmandu if they think you are remotely interested.
There is a man who positions himself at the end of our street talking to a vendor with a stall, but as soon as you walk near him he produces a handful of beads and necklaces from his bag and shouts, “Necklaces! Pretty jewels forra pretty lady!” just like the guy from Aladdin. The taxi drivers will ask you if you want a taxi, and if you say “no” the next taxi driver down the road will say, “What price he give you? I give you better price!”. There are a thousand tiger balm sellers, which seems to me to be the strangest things to wonder around selling. It’s not even tiger balm and incense, or tiger balm on the corner of a stall- they just sell tiger balm. And I don’t know anyone who has bought any.
On Tuesday I experienced my first bus ride, and what an experience it was. The buses are slightly bigger than a people carrier, and they have a guy who leans out the sliding door to shout out where the bus is going. As far as I can see there are bus routes, but they don’t seem to mean anything. There are enough benches, facing in various directions, to seat around 15 people. Most of them seem to be able to fit around 20 on the benches, and a further 15 standing, hovering, crouching, balancing. I have usually managed to get a seat, but that usually means that you have someone stooped over you. Once I could feel the nose of the man behind me on the back of my head.
The monastery where I am working is very funny. The temple is in the middle, a big red and gold building, with the monk’s rooms and classrooms around the outside. When I arrive first thing in the morning I go into the office for a cup of tea. The tea lady there is a well known character. I was told by Chris that if she doesn’t feel like it she won’t serve any tea at all. She’s got a weathered old face that gives her a rather witchy look, but despite all of that she attempted to make a conversation with me this morning, as we were the only ones there. It was about the burns on her hands from serving tea, but it was nice that she made the effort. And she showed me the cream that she could put on them, I looked suitably reassured. I hope.
When I walk into the courtyard in the morning I am greeted by a chorus of “Hello Miss” from various different students, many of whom I don’t teach. After my cup of tea in the office I head of to the classroom, which is on the fourth floor. My students scamper up the stairs ahead of my calling “Morning Miss” along the way, and looking down from above grinning at me, making sure I haven’t changed my mind and gone home again. The little monks that I teach are from tiny ones to about 11. I also have a class of older students, but I haven’t started teaching them yet as they are involved in a Puja, a festival. They are all very lively, apart from the few that fall asleep in class, note to self: must be more engaging.
I start teaching at around 8.50am and I am usually finished by 10.30, although with the other class I will finish nearer at juts past 11. This means that I am home by lunchtime and have the rest of the day to explore the delights of the city. Yesterday I James, one of the volunteers, went up to Swayambhu, The Monkey Temple. It’s around a 20 minute walk away to reach the steps, and another hour to get up the steps. It is a beautiful, peaceful shaded walk up the steps with many resting places selling you different wares; golden bangles, singing bowls, tiger games. And there are lots and lots of monkeys. I was told that they could be quite vicious, but they seemed quite friendly to me, and there were so many baby ones. When we got to the top of the steps we had reached the temple which can be seen from all over Kathmandu. As Kathmandu is a very flat city you are able to see the whole of the city from up there, it was
just a vast expanse of higgledy piggledy houses.
We went into the temple and walked around the Buddha in the proper clockwise fashion. As we walked further into the area we met more monkeys, and got a little brave. One was sitting behind some bars that were guarding a shrine, so went up to it and it didn’t move. So I took a picture of it, just as I pulled the camera away it shrieked and jumped up onto the bars, and ran off over the golden roof of the shrine. I jumped out of my skin. We kept a slightly bigger distance after that totally non scary event. Further up onto the hill behind the monastery there is a very tranquil seating area with thousands and thousands of brightly coloured prayer flags, fluttering above your head, some are gauzy and let the sun through, some were more solid and silky. It was quite an amazing, calming feeling being up there. Plus there was no one trying to put a dot on your forehead and charge you 500 rupees.
So far I have found this to be a wonderful place and I am enjoying myself immensely. I have seen a monkey on a roof in the city, a cow lying in the middle of the road in a city, and no one seeming to mind, I have seen feral pigs running under a bridge, hundreds of gold roofs, a drink called “Pokari Sweat” although I haven’t tried it, I have heard Nepali karaoke and I have done the most intense yoga. It has been a full and interesting few days and I can’t wait to do more.






"It is possible to persuade people to act irrationally if you link products to their unconscious desires and feelings”
There are so many exciting things that I want to impart to you about this character, that I hadn’t heard of until yesterday, I just don’t know where to start. I guess I should start with the basics. His
name is Edward Bernays, he was the nephew of Sigmund
Freud and he lived from 1891-1995, in America. I was sent a BBC video called The Century of Self by a friend, which was the inspiration for this post. It is where I have got most of my information from, and where most of the quotes in this post are from, unless otherwise specified. Eddie Bernays was the first person to use product placement, celebrity endorsement and he instilled in America the idea that products were an extension of the personality. He convinced regular people, not just businesses, to invest in shares, by borrowing money from banks that he represented. Single handed he doubled that market for cigarettes. He invented Public Relations.
The significance of what Bernays achieved in unfathomable. The entire society that we live in would be an utterly different place. Goebbels used many of his ideas for Nazi propaganda; the fashion industry thrives on a concept of style as an appendage of the self that he created. He introduced the idea that democracy and capitalism are entwined and need each other to survive.
“If you could use propaganda for war, you could certainly use it for peace”
Bernays’ initial dabbling into this idea began with a conversation between himself and George Hill, the president of the American Tobacco Association. In the early 1920s it was not permissible for women to smoke in public, and many places had laws against it. Not only was this seen as grossly unfair by women who were fighting so hard for equal rights, but this prohibition noticeably cut the cigarette market by half. The exchange between Bernays and Hill was to determine whether anything could be done about this. With much help from Dr. A. A. Brill and using a paper, written and sent to him by his famous uncle, on psychoanalysis Bernays determined that cigarettes were “a symbol of the penis and male sexual power”. Bernays decided to make the cigarette a sign of freedom and liberation for women, to smoke would mean you were a “new women”. A modern, enlightened, open-minded woman unchained from the shackles of men.

The slogan, the hook, the pictures, the article, all of this was thought up by Bernays for this stunt. All he had to do was get the photographers to be in the right place to take the pictures and let the journalists hear the story. It was New York City, March 31st 1929. The world famous Easter Day Parade was in full swing. The whole city was watching and the rest of the United States was waiting to hear about it in their morning paper. The photographers and journalists been alerted that a group of suffragettes were going to use, what they called, “torches of freedom” to protest by lighting up cigarettes in the street. These women were young, affluent, wear fashionable clothes, they were debutantes. They were not to be taken lightly by the press or the public.
The view of America at that juncture was a place of emancipation; its whole culture was based on liberation. The Pledge of Allegiance, which would have been said by American citizens many at public gatherings, even contains the words “liberty and justice for all”. Any person who agrees with these principles must now agree, by definition, with women smoking in public, simply by using the word “freedom”.
"If Edward Bernays were the father of spin, then Obama is the son."
In Nancy Snow’s article If Edward Bernays was on Obama’s PR council she presents an extremely valid point that Bernays could only used PR in an abusive because he knew how to use it in a “pure” way. She relates this to the present and former Presidents of the United States, saying that each President fashions their policies with the greater good in mind, but that they always end up getting involved in the “Big Sell”. Maybe if everyone knew a little more about Bernays and the things that he did the industry and the leaders of this world could use it in the “pure” way. And maybe the consumers and citizens would learn to be more aware of the tricks that it uses.
“Advertising is based on one thing, happiness. And you know what happiness is? Happiness is the smell of a new car. It's freedom from fear. It's a billboard on the side of the road that screams reassurance that whatever you are doing is okay. You are okay.”
this captivating expedition is yet to be seen, but you will have imparted something to them. And what would you want to impart? If you met someone fleetingly what would you want them to know? Something about yourself? Your world views, beliefs, causes or crusades? That you feel that the salvation of the world is that people must realise the perfection of the world in which they live? Or would you simply reassure them that they are a good person and should carry on doing good things for themselves and those around them (which I think is what advertising does!?)? What would you want to receive from them? Would you want the reassurance that you're a good person doing good things? Or would you want to learn of the world that they have come from? Whatever you learn from the people around you, you can be assured that knowledge is power, and that by learning and sharing knowledge with the people that you meet we grow stronger as humanity.
Despite all of the new views, opinions and information that you can incur from Googling and searching the web, it would be just as easy to only find people who agree with your world view, which is not what I would use the web for. Since I have been thinking about the massive world of the web, I have been thinking about the benefits it could have on expanding people's view of society globally. But it can just as easily be used to convince yourself that you are correct and right in your views and morals because you can quickly find hundreds of other people who agree with you. And that means you are right, right? Thanks to the broadness and frequentness of advertising we have become very good at screening out unnecessary information, such as adverts. But this could stretch to include screening out views that you disagree with. This is a less inviting way of looking at the world. 
company grows cotton. That company sells it to a factory where they spin the cotton, and turn it into fabric and thread. A t-shirt company buys some of thier cotton fabric and thread. They also buy dyes and print (with it's own trail of transactions behind it). The t-shirt company sells those t-shirts to Topshop. Topshop sold the t-shirt to you- only, of course, after a hefty mark and and putting it's own label in. 
usiness to business (B2B) transactions are much more likely to be of a higher value,but fewer, than B2C transations. Most companies are buying to create something else to sell on, and therefore buy in bulk. This means that you cannot afford to lose any of your customers. An example that was given in class was the comparison between a company selling MRI scanners (B2B) and Coke (B2C).
for products and services is more likely to be inelastic- "A situation in which a cut in price yields such a small increase in quantity taken by the market that total revenue decreases". This means two things for marketers. Firstly, it is harder to stimulate sales through price cuts and promotional offers. Secondly, the marketer is, often, able to set the price because if cutting the price doesn't increase sales it is likely that raising the price will not decrease sales. The cause for this, in many cases, is that if a business needs a product, it needs the product. An example given for this in class was financial software, but the same could be true for communications solutions, farm machinery and hospital beds. There are three core causes of price elasticity, "a measure of the sensitivity of demand to changes in price" ; 1. the availabilty of substitutes 2. the amount of budget available to spend 3. time.
The main method of marketing in B2B is personal selling. Salesmen and women have a lot of pressure on them to make sales, and a lot of time and money is put into training them. Earlier in the module we were shown Kotler's Buyer Decision Process. Quickly we realised that this was not always how consumers bought products, especially FMCGs and impulse buys. But his model is much more applicable in B2B buyer behaviour.Shattuck states that B2B buyers are motivated to spend because they know that if they don't spend their budget they will probably lose it. He emphasizes that the desired effect of the product is what creates the risk. "The bigger the desired effect, the bigger the risk". Shattuck's version of the B2B buyer decision process differs slighlty from Kotler's:
To improve sales and build inter-business relationships many companies use reciprocity, "A buying arrangement in which two organizations agree to purchase one another's products". They enter into an agreement that, for example, a mobile phone company will provide phones for a car company in return for a company car. Another option is leasing. Companies often make the decision to lease a product rather than buy it out right. This may be because it is an expensive product and they do not have the budget for it, or maybe they feel that because it will become obsolete soon.