Age of Irrelevance

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Where the media gets it wrong…

As many of us know, growing older is a double-sided coin. And those of us in PR, still laboring and not yet retired out of desire or necessity, know that this coin spins and lands heads up or down daily as a reminder of our vulnerabilities and strengths… as well as our irrelevance to many. This blog post will probably not resonate with those readers that don’t remember a world without MTV or for that matter, Michael Jackson…a time long ago when all great music on TV came from either American Bandstand or Soul Train. However, if you’re willing to indulge an inhabitant of what must seem like “the old days,” you might learn something.

That double-sided coin landed on both sides this week. My company, INK inc. PR, was in the final stages of being mentioned in a story being written for Entrepreneur Magazine when it was discovered in the fact-checking stage that the founding CEO’s age was sixty-four. Not a big deal and certainly never hidden since it was never thought to be relevant. Aha and alas! It may not be a big deal, but it is important…at least to the editors of Entrepreneur. It seems under the old regime that no CEO was profiled over the ancient age of 50 to 52. We await (with our pacemakers carefully monitored) to see if the new editors are more enlightened and understand that maybe, just maybe a great business idea might possibly be generated by someone older than the founder of Twitter.

The entire incident reminds me of the great song from the musical hit, Chicago, “Mr. Cellophane”…the ultimate paean of reaching a certain point in your life where you become irrelevantly transparent to the world you still very much inhabit. That is exactly how much of the media and pop culture treats us. We no longer fit the advertising demographics of greed. We’ve hit the “plus or and above” point. You know, that upper level in demographic metrics no longer worthy of a number…just a + or ‘and above’ notation. All of us are lumped as “seniors” or even worse, not lumped at all.

Then just when I’m about to take out my hearing aids and slink off to find a good nap, that fickle coin flips back to heads up. Invited to address an off-site client’s sales force that is facing a crisis of potential media negativity, my age is revered under the guise of “vast experience, knowledge, and gravitas.” I receive a standing ovation as much for the gray in my hair as the words I have spoken. It seems that when a crisis strikes, as they inevitably do, a little “been there, done that” (or a lot, as this case may be) can be more valuable than a whole legion of Twitter followers.

Touché’, Entrepreneur!

As a matter of full disclosure, I readily admit to being an avid if older Michael Jackson fan with no reservations, as well as a proud owner of the Thriller rock video. Of course I did purchase it in 1984 as a VHS tape...