सोशल मीडिया के बारे में क्या खास है?


कमजोरपिछले हफ्ते, मैंने उल्लेख किया कि कारणों में से एक सोशल मीडिया फेल हो रहा था many marketers was because we haven't identified the magic algorithm. I still don't think there is a magic algorithm… but after this week, I can point to one of the special traits of social media. It's भेद्यता.

The next section is sort of personal… so if you feel it's a bit much, then jump to the section following it!

माय ग्रैंडफादर के नुकसान के बारे में

यह महीना खुरदरा रहा है। कुछ हफ्ते पहले, मैंने हाई स्कूल के एक अच्छे दोस्त को दफनाया। और कल, हमने परिवार के कुलपति और उस आदमी को दफनाया, जिसका नाम मेरे दादा, डगलस मोरले. I know many folks have some incredible grandparents… but my grandfather was quite a unique person. He enlisted in the Canadian Royal Army and served in World War II. He was an explosives expert, was commissioned and retired at the rank of Captain. In a time when it wasn't quite popular, he chose to marry a beautiful blonde Jewish woman – my Grandmother, Sylvia.

My grandmother was an unique, strong woman as well. Until her death in 2003, she was the quiet matriarch of the family. While my grandfather served throughout Europe, my grandmother grew a successful company – quite unheard of at that time. My grandfather worshipped my grandmother…. and I don't say that lightly. When my grandfather lost his wife after 58 years of a beautiful marriage, he wrote that उसके पूरे जीवन को उड़ान भरने में मदद करने वाले पंखों को काट दिया गया था. I'm not sure that I've ever witnessed a man who was so unconditionally, unselfishly devoted to his wife.

As her health failed, every chance to wait on my grandmother was jumped on by my grandfather. He never hesitated – even with his own back problems and health issues. When things got really tough, he put her in a hospice. Days after, he didn't like how she was being cared for and set up a room back home. He was by her bedside day and night. He had folks come in to do her nails and hair, too. It was nothing short of amazing.

At the funeral, I met many people that my grandfather had touched. Like a gardener who didn't speak English that took care of my grandfather's home. I never knew that my grandfather had financed the man's business. I met his caretaker, an African American woman who cried over his coffin and told me that she had never felt more loved by any person. I met his Rabbi, who he continued to study with after my grandmother passed (even though he remained a Protestant). There were folks from all over the world that either came or sent their condolences. The Masons came and gave their ceremonious एक भाई को विदाई। अमेरिकी सेना का एक सदस्य आया और सबसे बड़ी पीढ़ी से खोए हुए एक और दिग्गज को श्रद्धांजलि दी।

मेरे दादा को उनकी पोशाक वर्दी में दफनाया गया था ... और हमेशा जोकर, उन्हें एक दरवाजे के स्विच के साथ भी दफनाया गया था, जो उन्होंने उस घटना के लिए पूछा था, जो उन्होंने जगाया (उन्होंने अपने महान पोते को बताया कि वह इसे बेतरतीब ढंग से जाने के लिए तार जा रहा था जब मेरे माँ ने कब्रिस्तान का दौरा किया!)। बैगपाइपर के बाद खेला ईश्वर सेव द क्वीन और अंतिम पोस्ट... बैगपाइप एक अविश्वसनीय प्रतिपादन के साथ जलाया ह्वा नागिला। हम सब खुश हुए और हँसे, हम सभी एक आंसू बहाए ... और हम सब मुस्कुराए और एक अविश्वसनीय आदमी को अलविदा कहा।

I'm not sure anyone has had such a strange and wonderful tribute given to them. It's important to note that my Mom, who unselfishly cared for him day and night these last few years, planned this incredible fairwell.

सोशल मीडिया पर वापस

When I wrote that my grandfather passed on Facebook, hundreds of people took the time to comment. I received a deluge of emails, text messages, tweets, phone calls and personal notes. I haven't participated much since then… the family is key right now and supporting my Mom (an only child) has been the focus of my attention. My clients, friends, and followers have all been so supportive of my बाहर समय from being social. Words can't express how blown away I've been from you folks. Thank-you.

I'm not writing any of this for empathy or sympathy… I just wanted to follow up when I could and share with you folks why I've been quiet. I believe my grandfather's life needs shared and celebrated, not mourned.

As well, it's made me understand what may be so special about social media. I've always had a rough time with the word सगाई… it's beginning to sound premeditated and manufactured. भेद्यता isn't the same as engagement. Engagement happens between two willing parties… vulnerability happens when one party simply opens themselves up to the other. Vulnerability can also open you up to scorn, ridicule and possible criticism. But more importantly, vulnerability opens you up to connecting on a level with your audience that no other means of communication could provide. Being vulnerable can't be written into any marketing script.

That's what is so special about social media.

3 टिप्पणियाँ

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    मेरी सच्ची संवेदना ओले मित्र। आपका दादा एक अद्भुत आदमी की तरह लगता है। काश, मुझे उनसे मिलने का सौभाग्य मिला होता। आप अपने दादा दादी को जानने के लिए भाग्यशाली थे। जब मैं याद करने के लिए बहुत छोटा था तब मेरा निधन हो गया। तो यादों को संजो लो।


  2. 3

    मैं 30 साल से मार्केटिंग में हूं। सोशल मीडिया तभी काम करता है जब सीधा जुड़ाव और वास्तविक संवाद हो। मुझे लगता है कि यह मनोरंजक है कि इसे अक्सर एक जादू की गोली के रूप में माना जाता है। सगाई और वास्तविक संचार के बिना यह व्यर्थता में एक व्यायाम है। अनुयायियों की संख्या उस जुड़ाव की गुणवत्ता के लिए माध्यमिक है।

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