The final demographic

I started working in retailing, wholesaling, journalism and radio when I was 18-24. I co-founded an advertising agency when I was 25-34. Among other things there, I studied Nielsen and Arbitron ratings for radio and TV. The radio station I did most of that work for was an album rock station, one of the first, target demographic 18-34. It’s a country station now, target demographic, 25-54. Other “desirable” demographics for commercial media are 18-49 and 25-49. The demographic I entered between the last sentence and this one, 65+, is the last in the series and the last least desirable to marketers, regardless of the size of the population in it. Thus I have now fallen over the edge of a demographic cliff, at the bottom of which is nothing of interest to marketers, unless they’re selling the cushy human equivalent of parking lots. Cruises. Golf. “Lifestyle” communities. Gack.

For individuals, demographics are absurd. None of us are an age, much less a range of them. We’re animals who live and work and have fun and do stuff. Eventually we croak, but if we stay healthy we acquire wisdom and experience, and find ourselves more valuable over time. Though we’re less employable as we climb the high end of the demographic ladder, it’s  not because we can’t do the work. It’s mostly because we look old and our tolerance for bullshit is low. Even one’s own, sometimes.

Nearly 100% of the people I work with are younger than me, usually by a generation. Sometimes by two. I almost never feel old among them. Sometimes I joke about it, but I really don’t care. It helps to have been around. It helps to know how fast and well the mighty rise, and then fall. It helps to see what comes and stays, and to know why it matters more than what comes and goes.

For most of my life I’ve worked in the most amazing industry the world has ever hosted. Technology is a miracle business. Lots of good new things come and go, but three are staying for the duration. I knew it when I saw each arrive and then fail to leave. They were things nobody owned, everyone could use and anyone could improve. For all three reasons they supported boundless economic growth and other benefits to society. The first was the personal computer. The second was the internet. The third was the smartphone. All three were genies that granted wishes without end, and weren’t going back in their bottles.

Yeah, they all had problems and caused many more. They were like people that way. But these two graces — compute and worldwide communication ease — in your pocket or purse, is now an expectation as human as wearing shoes. Nobody owns the design for those too. Also, everyone can use then and anyone can improve them. That’s pretty freaking cool, even though it’s hardly appreciated.

I could go on but I’ll let this interview with Dorie Clark suggest the rest. I’ve gotta sleep before we hit the road early in the morning to celebrate the beginning of the rest of my life. May yours be at least as long. And as good.

 

9 comments

  1. Euan’s avatar

    Happy Birthday Doc. One day I hope to be as young as you!

  2. Hans Suter’s avatar

    “KUri0SiTy”, the password to old age.

  3. PXLated’s avatar

    65 – The beginning of life the way I see it – Just a young in :-)

  4. David Scott Williams’s avatar

    Happy (belated) birthday, Doc..

  5. Chip’s avatar

    Hey Doc : 65?
    Been there, done that … and it hardly seems different – other than my medicaid card and discounts (G)

    Consider ourselves half way to the finish line, 65 laps down, 65 to go.

    Ciao
    Chip

  6. Chip’s avatar

    PS
    My tag:
    “Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
    Learn as if you were to live forever.”
    Gandhi

    Alt tag : “What sort of ancestor will you be?”

  7. Joe henry’s avatar

    I agree with most of what you said, however I think that while this may be a miracle business, sometimes because it takes the personal element out of the equation humanity prevails.

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