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About nhbrownlee

Advertising copywriter, Creative Director and state of New York college professor. I love true stories. Who doesn't?

My day began in the back of a police car

At 4:45am on a recent weekday morning, I was all alone walking down a dark side street in the village of Southampton where I live. The only creatures stirring were myself and a flock of deer breakfasting on a homeowner’s … Continue reading

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No scare! I’ll be there!

This Tuesday, June 26, I’ll be working as an elections inspector during the Republican primaries in my residence town.  I’ve done this before and I know one thing, you and all of my fellow Americans can relax. Even though my … Continue reading

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To Market or Not to Market

I’m teaching an online course in Advertising Copywriting for FIT which is part of the State University of New York.  For those of you who don’t know what copywriting is the easiest way to explain it is that it’s a … Continue reading

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When Neil met Rudy

It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon in June of 1993.  I was walking on East 79th Street in Manhattan with a group of friends.  We had just come from a church basement after attending a meeting of an internationally known … Continue reading

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It worked for Izzy

I’ve been watching all the outrage about the use of social media data and the targeting of people through demographics and psychographics to persuade them to one particular political point of view. Putting aside the legalities and morality of using … Continue reading

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High caliber teachers

The other day it was suggested that teachers be armed while working in schools.  Yes, that’s what I heard — arm teachers with lethal weapons to ward off potential mass shooters in schools. I thought this was a spoof or … Continue reading

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Happy

This morning a group of us had a discussion about happiness.  One person wasn’t happy and couldn’t figure out how to be happy or at least find some sliver of happiness.  He was doom and gloom personified!  Long face, grudging … Continue reading

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