If you build it, they will come.
America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It's been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time.
This field, this game -- it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that once was good, and it could be again.
Ohhhhhhhh, people will come, Ray. People will most definitely come.
How can we live in an ADD world and then expect consumers to be satisfied with redundant goods that are not even considered heirlooms or investment pieces? You already trained the consumer behavior for conspicuous consumption via credit and you conditioned them to demand second-by-second stimuli but then expect them to purchase mere product iterations due to constraints of the global supply chain?
Consider a product with a ‘new color’ or a product that is bigger, taller, slimmer, or smaller?
How ‘magnificent’ is that?
Is that significant to drive FOMO?
It’s rotten to the core.
Yesterday, when Nintendo unveiled its latest gaming console ‘Switch 2’, which is a mere iteration of ‘Switch’, ‘Switch OLED’, and ‘Switch new colors’. The only saving grace was that gamers were bombarded with potentially a lot of exclusive titles or original IP - besides that, the console would cease to exist.
What was more amusing was that they were so risk-averse from previous console failures that there was a massive incentive to mimic their previous success with just an iteration. This is why the ‘Switch 2’ has no atypical recycled tech gimmick that is a massive standout relative to the original ‘Switch’.
The biggest growth stories in tech and retail have always come from a product fit localization that attracts adoption.
They are unabashedly them.
Not the adoption of tech or retail to globalization.
Chic Fil A
In and Out Burger
Founding of Uber
Founding of Facebook
Founding of Google
Waiting List of Manus
Founding of LuLu
The Original Star Wars
They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway, not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past.
"Of course, we won't mind if you look around," you'll say. "It's only twenty dollars per person." They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it. For it is money they have and peace they lack.