They canceled classes this morning here at Kent State because of the snow. I came to work as usual, and it should be a quiet day. This is where I work — our new $21-million home. Where have all the students gone?
Snow days in Ohio remind me of the decade we spent in Buffalo, NY, where harsh winters are the norm and no one makes excuses. It took barely four inches of snow to scrub classes at my mega state university today. In Buffalo we called that a dusting. Anything under a foot of snow was brushed off the streets by morning and the school buses along with commuters hit the pavement on schedule.
You gotta be tough to live in Buffalo. Snow is up to your keester for 4 months each year and sometimes longer. Then there’s the crappy economy, the high taxes and the crumbling infrastructure. And should I even mention 4 consecutive Super Bowl losses? Like I said, the folks in Buffalo are tough, and on days like this I miss them a lot.
A couple more musings before I get to work:
The Democratic debate comes to NE Ohio tonight, and Barack Obama needs a few knockdowns to put this fight away. He may not get them. Polls show Hillary leading Barack by about 10 percentage points in Ohio with voting just one week and a thousand TV commercials away.
My local newspaper attributes Hillary’s lead to these factors:
First, men in Ohio don’t vote in the same proportion as women. Maybe they’re busy standing in the unemployment line or maybe they’re still brooding over that BCS Championship game. Yeah, I know. Which one?
Second, Ohio has a low percentage of college-educated voters. Let that sink in, OK? It’s doesn’t surprise anyone that Hillary has an edge among women voters. But why is her candidacy more appealing to those with a high school education or less? You tell me.
So, like it or not, my adopted state again sits in the catbird’s seat for a presidential election. That’s a pretty cool thing unless you remember what we did with that same opportunity in November of 2004. I’m still apologizing for it.
Color me green with skepticism over the myriad marketers who suddenly love the planet. As they harangue us with what they’re doing to reduce the footprint, I can’t help wondering where they’ve been the past 30 years. It’s all so disingenuous.
I’m guessing these companies are responding to their research. And I’m certain at least three-fourth of their ad agencies and PR firms are doing the clients’ bidding — you know, business as usual. Who will finally tell them what bullshit these green messages have become?
Desiree Bartoe, a student in my PR Online Tactics class, got me thinking about greenwashing the other day with her post about the greening of the booze business. I linked to it Saturday as well, but hey, she’s a new blogger who can use the traffic.
My green cynicism was reinforced this morning when I spotted a TV commercial for LubeStop, a chain of quickie oil change centers in my area. I’m pretty certain LubeStop is handling used oil and filters with great care, since the law requires it. But giving themselves a role in maintaining a “green city” on a “blue lake”? That’s a little over the top for a bunch of grease monkeys.
LubeStop is one of many exploiting the nation’s new love affair with green. I single them out today because theirs was the last “green” commercial I saw this morning. They’re no more guilty than the rest.