Ernie, Meet Irv
"Is This the Best Ad Ever Written?" asks a 1990s self-promotional ad for Singapore's Ball Partnership ad agency. A small torn-out classified ad reads: MEN WANTED for Hazardous Journey. Small wages, bitter cold, long months of complete darkness, constant danger, safe return doubtful. Honour and recognition in case of success. -- Earnest Shackleton . Talk about painting a bleak picture. But you may be surprised to discover that, when that ad ran in 1900, arctic explorer Shackleton found himself inundated with replies. "Isn't the sheer strength of that advertisement, then, in its simplicity? Isn't its sheer power in its honesty?" the copy further proposes (leading of course, to an endorsement of the agency's own advertising principles). I thought back to Shackleton's ad this week when I read the New York Times obit for venerated comedy writer Irving Brecher . His career began in the early 1930s, when, as a 19-year-old movie theatre usher, he