Posted 12 November 2008 - 01:16 AM
bama, when you gonna learn? don't be what you ain't - just be what you is.
we is only partially sea oats and sand crabs, no matter how disproportionately huge a role the coast plays in our state's leisure economy.
to an outsider, is a beach tag really selling alabama well? or is there a whiff of desperation (perceived; not actual) when states try to leverage their one shekel's worth of glamour into a new, definitive, 'yup, that sums us up! when you think beach, you think bama!' - type of brand?
we could just as well pluck some other isolated & incongruously distinctive asset from the latest litter and elevate it to default-tag fame. maybe a tag festooned with little directors' chairs and camera dollies...since big fish, the sidewalk festival and the like signal 'bama's film-industry-beacon status to those quaint outsider luddite trogs who're still erroneously conditioned to think 'showbiz' and 'hollywood' in the same thought-reflex. NO! when you think showbiz, now you're thinkin' 'bama! where you should already know from the last tag campaign that the stars, they-dun-a-fellt on it!
same with rockets & huntsville
bottle-cap grottoes and cullman
asphalt-&-beer redneck woodstock love-ins and 'dega
the grotesque billboard caricature of Hern-ny Dee Soto and a cave near childersburg
geriatric pugilism and the electrifying capitol pageantry that frames each legislative session's closing days - a tale spun 'gainst an epic backdrop of lost causes doggedly championed; marionette-skeletor-pantomime battles staking gentlemen's honor vis defense of a dear sweet mother's name; the solemn aye-vote guess-who blindfold pay-raise ritual of the nameless Order of the inner sanctum; and the twilight minstrelsy of youtube, a day's-end campfire serenade to be played and played again at each request, retelling to near and far; now and in all times to come, the past days' tumult; its rush toward glory; of calfskin-soft fists against gold wire-rimmed glasses; indignant retorts; punch-drunk-addled collapses...
...the sky's the limit. come to think of it, why, - the sky...we got that; let's put that on a tag. montana can do it; what they gots that we ain't gots?
nah. just wish that - if alabama is gonna feature something real & distinctive in an effort to tag-brand our great state; to highlight its many seductions - that it would find a way to associate our familiar (if stereotypical) image - the one that most closely resembles an outsider's general expectation of what a deep-south state was and is - with whatever unexpected delight du jour we have for sale. to eschew that which represents the whole state only to favor some singular asset such as our coast might seem a little disingenuous to sojourners from the other 49 - to their minds, something along the lines of pigs & lipsticks, etc.
whatever great stuff - and i think it is great stuff - we have on offer in alabama, miss sippy, arky; what have you, is the kind that only endears its worth to outsiders when it's discovered - not hawked. hawking its assets to credulous yanks only makes a southern state look like the rodney dangerfield of the whole republic. trick them into discovering what's been here all along & you'll have done some real marketing. no one who isn't already convinced of the south's appeal can ever be convinced with a straight sell - that's our identity, and we need to own it. outsiders fall in love with places like this because of revelations & epiphanies: it's empowering, as a discerning leisured traveler, to be the discoverer of some secret beauty in our nation's dreary, unlarn't hinterland (or whatever BS disposition helps would-be yank pioneers to romanticize their little finds, and thereafter to favorably appraise their worth; to grant we heathern the faintest beatific smile of approval, blah blah ......)
damn; fell asleep in my grey field jacket...again...
right or wrong, some road-tripping family from monterey is likely to find a 'bama beach tag merely amusing, and perhaps a little shrill.
i dunno. the squirrels, with all the power lines - how? what do they know? not for us too, their wisdom?