Years ago, an American Sailor in
Sauchiehall Street in Glasgow, in full uniform, lurched towards me with a girl
on each arm His grin told me, Look at
me! Ain’t I the lucky guy.
The threesome were laughing and swaying
along Byres Road. Being a
16-year old and a highly impressionable yoof I was…well, highly impressed. Here was a Yank in a high state of
inebriation with wee Glasgow herries [whores] hanging on to his every smile and swagger; and
he had all the charisma that any poor Glasgow punk could desire, especially if you wore the uniform, had the accent and the money that got you the chicks.
Not to be American, but to live
the American dream in Glasgow with the language and style that those so cool
guys stationed at the Holy Loch tending their nuclear submarines could
instil in us was the ambition of all my peers.
We saw them in the movies – James Dean, Marlon Brando, Spencer Tracy,
Paul Newman, Richard Harris, Peter O’Toole, Steve McQueen, Sidney Poitier were
our heroes – and we swaggered out of cinema halls after watching The Great Escape, Giant, Rebel Without a
Cause, Citizen Kane, etc. – as well as the programmes that were pumped out
of tacky studios in US for TV: and we adopted their language and their cool. Five shillings became a dollar as two and
sixpence became a half dollar. Words and
phrases like cool cat and man, way and far out, groovy and totaled were the currency of speech that kept you in with
the…well, in with the in crowd.
Like many Glaswegians in the 70s,
Norman eventually left with his wife and two-children
to live the American Dream – in Canada!
In retrospect, this has turned out to be a positive and successful move. I’ve known Norman since I was pre-barmitvah,
about – more than 50-years, and recently met up with him in his home town of
Toronto.
He had this to say:
I was born of the James Dean, Marlon Brando [scene], Norman says. I had
an American cousin in the American Air Force who came over in 1957 or ’56 in
uniform and he was a big influence. He
came to my parents’ house in Abbotsford [in the Gorbals in Glasgow]. So, I always thought I was going to go to
America. And then Vietnam showed up –
got in the way – and then I was caught in a dilemma because I always wanted to
go America. America had a huge
influence.
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Later, Norman flipped a coin while
in Piccadilly Circus, London, thinking he’d like to go to Israel or to America.
But the air fares became more expensive to Israel because of the seasonal
spring rise in fares. He found out there
were flights going to San Francisco and to Toronto. He chose Toronto.
Norman, at this point in time,
defines his life as perfect. He says,
I’m not searching for any happiness ever again. I have happiness, he
states. When I open my eyes I acknowledge that I’m alive. My father taught me,
fundamentally, that I have everything that money can’t buy.
He defines his relationship with
other people in Toronto as varied and
the people he interacts with is at a pure
level. He feels that nowadays there
is less of a business motive in his dealings with others.
He talks about the converged medium in order to communicate
ideas. The new medium is the combination of television, radio,
internet and print. He says he came from an analogue world of printing and had to transform from the world of
analogue to digital. I’ve seen the
re-definition of the paradigm as one of wysiwyg – “what you see is what you get” – which is feeding on an unconscious response to “I want
it when I want it” and maturing, hopefully,
into a digital citizen world where it’s…”what you need is what you get”.
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Norman believes that nowadays people
have evolved an attention span of a gnat and
that the short transmitted format of radio is an underused and powerful medium and if you can transmit one-minute of your
idea clearly and succinctly with a call to action…then that’s the way to
communicate…we can sound-bite all of human knowledge as we know it into
one-minute increments so that people can get what they need when they need
it.
As he was involved to a large
extent with the media, Norman has developed a clear-sighted appraisal of the
past, the present and the possible future development of communication in a
digital world. His predictions about the
future of communication are measured and likely to come about, if they haven’t
already been assimilated into the collective unconsciousness of people.
How far on are we from our raw impression of the sight of that inebriated American sailor staggering along Sauchiehall Street?
Well, after a whole
bunch of wars and the leeching of American and “adversaries’” blood on the
stages of several theatres of war, maybe the dream wasn’t as near to the expectation as
we would have liked. But then, everything is relative: and in its own context, the
positives for Norman have certainly surpassed the childish dreams of his youth.
BIODATA
1971 - 77 Creative
Director/Owner Evans Advertising - Glasgow, Scotland
1977 - 79 Confederation Life Insurance - Financial Consultant
1980 - 82 Apple Corporate Retail Marketing SES Computing
1983 - 85 Tyme/VARNET/UniVARsity - Creative Marketing
1984 - Founder Unix User Group Canada
1989 Published The Creative Marketers Handbook - PLAN THE WORK - WORK THE PLAN - STAR 2.0
1985 - Present - Founder The Creative Marketing Network, Inc.- Creative Director/ Marketing Strategist/Corporate Coach for various corporations and foundations, with a particular expertise in emerging technologies and transformational strategies.
1977 - 79 Confederation Life Insurance - Financial Consultant
1980 - 82 Apple Corporate Retail Marketing SES Computing
1983 - 85 Tyme/VARNET/UniVARsity - Creative Marketing
1984 - Founder Unix User Group Canada
1989 Published The Creative Marketers Handbook - PLAN THE WORK - WORK THE PLAN - STAR 2.0
1985 - Present - Founder The Creative Marketing Network, Inc.- Creative Director/ Marketing Strategist/Corporate Coach for various corporations and foundations, with a particular expertise in emerging technologies and transformational strategies.
A confirmed nowist.

