Ian Lurie // May 26 2010
Every now and then, I start to feel optimistic. Civilization might actually last. We haven’t blown each other up. We’re inventing cool stuff. And Iron Man 2 didn’t suck.
Then something comes along to remind me that we are. all. doomed.
Exhibit A: A snail mail mistake that required a procession, nay, a parade of stupidity. And all the nubwits had to be exactly in sync to make it happen:
Today, I received an envelope from a lawyer:
I get these now and then. It’s how the Universe recounts my moments of head-thumping idiocy: Times when I let a client go 3 months late on their payables, and then find out they just declared bankruptcy, leaving me holding the bag for mid-five-figures in cash.
This time was different, though. When I opened the envelope, I saw this:
Huh. An ad. Nothing about why this attorney* is contacting me.
*Who shall remain nameless out of some sliver of professional courtesy that hasn’t been beaten out of my by 15 years in this business.
I turn the page…
…and find a blank page. In fact, I find about 25 blank pages, one after the other:
Now I’m pissed. Not only did I receive an important envelope full of nothing, some donkey butt wasted paper, postage and oxygen putting this together. But it got worse.
When I got to the last page, I saw this message:
Blink. Blink. Someone wrote a piece of software that:
I tried, really hard to rationalize at this point. I couldn’t.
At first, I was inclined to curse the developers for writing such a piece of crap program. Then I realized they probably thought of this problem, tried to fix it and were told they needed to fill out 400 TPS reports first. Then they quit, or stripped naked, rubbed themselves with steak sauce and leapt into the nearest shark tank.
Before I got the Envelope of Despair, the following had to happen:
That cost the paper, the envelope, the time to stuff the envelope, the postage and the mail carrier’s time. Total of maybe $15. Doesn’t seem like much, I’ll bet. I mean, this kind of thing happens once in a lifetime. It was a celestial event: A perfect alignment of idiots.
Or: So many people are so stupid/helpless/unable to act that this kind of thing happens all the time. If that’s the case, I understand how building a 20-page web site can cost $40,000.
But that can’t be. If that were true, we’d have PR agencies reserving spam domains and using their own whois records, or oil companies who can’t cap leaking wells. CMOs would knowingly piss away $100k/month in sales, when 3 hours’ work could earn it back.
Oh yeah. All of those things happen.
But they don’t have to. No, they don’t. Even a cynic like me can see that.
Take the entirety of Conversation Marketing – every one of the 1360 entries I’ve written. There’s one message: You. Aren’t. Stupid. Unless you’ve got a lingering head injury, you have no excuse for letting this stuff happen. Use your brains, do a good job, contribute something of real value. It goes beyond earning money.
It means things run better.
It means you contribute more.
It might even mean things like fewer ridiculously top-heavy mortgages, fewer bankrupt companies and fewer credit default swaps.
Ian Lurie is founder and CEO of Portent Inc., an internet marketing agency that has provided internet marketing, including PPC, SEO, social and analytics services, since 1995. Read More