News in last week’s Ad Age that that Procter & Gamble is reorganizing its management structure to get greater efficiencies from its semi-autonomous business units, almost made me choke on my breakfast beer. No matter how it reorganizes itself it ...

As you would expect from my fellow curmudgeon, Bob Hoffman’s new book, “Laughing @ Advertising,” is a scathing indictment of the current state of the ad biz… But one done with a wonderful combination of sarcasm, obscenities and humor. I ...

This week sees the publication of “Small Fry,” the tell-all book by Steve Jobs’ first daughter, Lisa, and her less than fortunate experiences with a father that refused to acknowledge her for years, even though DNA tests proved conclusively that ...

To Cannes or not to Cannes In his infinite wisdom Stephen has asked me, along with others, If I can tear myself away from Harry and Meghan, to share my views on the upcoming Cannes “Festival of Fucktardliness.” As usual, ...

When I first set foot in the USA in 1962 after disembarking from the Queen Mary as a snot nosed student, I had been devious enough to have wangled myself an interview with the great British man of advertising, David ...

Back in 1963 David Ogilvy wrote his first book, Confessions of an Advertising Man. He begins the final chapter by telling us that his elder sister, Lady Henry, a socialist (Shock, horror) invited him to agree with her that advertising ...

I was devastated to hear the news that Bill Hamilton (left) passed away last week at the age of 74. I have known and worked with Bill at Chiat, Ogilvy and J.W. Thompson over nearly thirty years. He was without ...

At the time I started to write this review, the world’s third largest holding company, Publicis, announced that they would not be entering anything in next year’s Cannes “Festival of Creativity,” nor indeed in any other awards show. The world’s ...

Ah yes, once more the Cannes “International Festival of Creativity” is almost upon us. Now with more categories than attendees, everyone gets to take home a Zirconium Lion to justify their outrageous expenses which were probably blown on Peruvian Marching ...