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Remember when words were not disposable?

“Back when we sent messages through the U.S. mail, about a million years ago, we all needed to think through what we wanted to say. Now our written communication is disposable. We push buttons — our thoughts appear and vanish like spit on a griddle — and we rarely, if ever, consider how our messages are received.”  –  Richard Laermer,  You don’t want to help, you just want help: A rant

The address was handwritten on the envelope.   A plain white standard business envelope, buried under a stack of unread newspapers I hadn’t yet found time to peruse.  I had given up hope and was throwing them out.  Lucky for me, the letter was not. 

The return address looked familiar, and a tweety-bird style sticker on the back sealed the envelope closed.  I opened it and inside, I found the note, which I’ve scanned and displayed below. It was a nice touch:  140 characters sent by snail mail. 

It’s a simple note by Jennifer Kane, a PR professional and principal of Kane Consulting, who I had a chance to work with, along with Jeremy Porter who pens Journalistics, in writing a research report on integrated communications.  A short, personal comment, referencing a laugh we had all shared about Justin Bieber’s Twitter influence, was also handwritten on the back.

Writing words can be a powerful force, but there’s a certain polish to a well constructed note that’s hand written on an old fashioned medium.  I think I’ll frame Jennifer’s note and hang it near my desk as a constant reminder about why words should not be disposable.

You can find more letters of wisdom on her blog:  KaneCo Conversations.

Thanks Jennifer!   Best wishes in 2011 to you as well!

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