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Ch 7 Lobsters, TV ads and small crowds

                        in campaigning

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One television ad that particularly galled me involved a well know television actor (it may have been, or was someone like Cliff Robertson) walking along Southern California's thermally heated beach waters off of the San Onofre Nuclear Power Plant.  The add evokes probably everything a good ad can evoke that deals with a complex, evolving engineering design that encases deadly radioactive power that has millenniums of radioactive garbage half lives. 

Early on there is a shot of the San Onofre Nuclear Power Plant with a cut to the tranquil beach that serves as its back yard.  From scene left comes that recognizable, comfortable, believable, smiling actor reminding us that he is on the beach behind the San Onofre Nuclear Power Plant, where he says something like:  “The ocean’s water is used to cool the nuclear power plant reactors and then the safe, thermally heated water is flushed back into the ocean.”  Strolling along he comments, as the oceans soothing negative ions flood the television viewers with ease and relief, that the ocean life in the nuclear plant’s thermally heated waters teems with life.  To magnify the point he reaches into the lapping waves of the shore next to him to produce a healthy, thriving lobster.  “See, ocean life loves it here…” or some such utterance precedes the closing that reminds us to vote against People’s Lobby’s Clean Environment Initiative that calls for a moratorium on nuclear power plant construction until safety standards are met.

One day while at the Lobby, Ed heard me complaining about that ad.  Ed knew I was an Ohio boy new to California politics and said something like:  "Don't you know about that ad?  Go through that pile of New York Times over there.  Find the Tuesday paper and look somewhere in the back around page 17 for a small article."

Obediently, I did my search and read.  A few weeks later the handsome, well dressed, personable Public Relations Director for Southern California Edison (SCE) arrived with slide show intact for his presentation.  Along with him came the President of SCE and a couple of concerned parents to sit in the audience.  The audience was quite big, since I often lectured to three classes under a Glendora High team teaching program and because students often came from other or open classes to my guest speaker presentations.  With the portable walls opened there were probably four or more presentations to over 100 students each.  The girls 'ouued' and 'ahhed' at the good-looking PR guy in his suit and tie, and his slide presentation was professionally done and effective.  

When he opened his first presentation to questions, the audience was, as many audiences sometimes are at first, reticent to start the questioning.  So, from the back of the room, I asked my first and only question of the day. 

"I enjoyed your presentation.  I'd like to ask you about the San Onofre Power Plant and the series of television ads you company is running during these final weeks of the Clean Environment Initiative campaign.  Are you familiar with the ad where the actor reaches down into the thermally heated waters off of San Onofre and shows the lobster that enjoys those waters to the television viewers?

"Yes, I am, " he responded.

"Isn't it true that that lobster, pulled from those Pacific Ocean waters, was a Maine lobster imported for just that commercial?"

There was a pause.  The guy’s eyes fixated on mine.  The audience seemed to fixate on the silence in the air, and turned their heads from me to him.  He still seemed to have that infectious twinkle in his eyes that made him attractive to an audience.  He seemed to glance, ever so slightly, toward the President of the company, sitting in the doorway to his right with those visiting parents concerned about balance.  Then, he surprised me. 

"Yes, that lobster was imported for just that commercial."

    From some of the guy students, you could hear that pig like noise that guy were wont to make back then when they suck air into their open mouth, hold it and snort it out through both nostrils and mouth.  The girls’ reactions tempered the sound, but a definite impression filled the room.