International Business Media: Europe's media tribes unmasked
Alex Benady puts flesh on the bones of an attitudinal study of Europeans united only by their consumption of international business media. And then has a good old British sneer.
The archetypal image of the international business man is of a
chisel-jawed male model type striding purposefully through an airport's
VIP lounge dressed in an expensive hand-made suit, with a stunning array
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briefcase. He earns more than £150,000 a year, drives a Mercedes
and his fingernails are always immaculate.
But the truth is less glamorous. According to the European Media Survey,
the average business person in Europe earns closer to EUR55,000. While
he does wash his hands regularly, he probably flies easyJet, and he
certainly won't spend more than EUR40,000 on a car. So it's a case of
goodbye Merc and hello Mondeo.
But, of course, averages are a misrepresentation, too: they conceal
variation. The only thing that European consumers of international
business media have in common (well, most of them anyway) is that they
need to know about the wider world for business reasons.
Beyond that, there is an almost infinite variety of types, attitudes,
incomes and outcomes. So how do you make sense of them as a market? EMS
Synovate has subjected its 2006 survey of the top 20 per cent of
pan-Euro TV viewers to statistical analysis, which was designed to
organise responses into six clusters and emphasise the main attitudinal
differences between them. So here, with a little licence, are the
business tribes of Europe.
The Tech Head
Some people like flash brands for grown-up reasons. For instance, a
Porsche 911 will definitely help you to get your leg over. Others simply
retain a childlike sense of wonder at the truly amazing things that
products can do these days. They just want to toggle the switches and
see all the cool functions at work. They are the tech heads whose
neomania is evident in everything they do.
It will come as no surprise to learn that this neomane is the country
manager of IT in an international corporation. And you will be slightly
more amazed to learn that he is far more likely to live in Portugal than
anywhere else in Europe.
Despite having a young family, his home is decorated in a minimalist
style and is crammed full of the very latest kit. Plasma and LCD screens
adorn nearly every room. He even wants to install one in the bathroom,
but his wife won't let him. Even when he's driving to places he knows
well, he fiddles endlessly with the bloody satnav in the Saab.
But for all his geeky tendencies, he is not lacking in social awareness.
He is conscious of the importance of image, and likes to project an aura
of affluence and success. He wears a bottom-of-the-range Rolex and
spends money on fashionable clothes, favouring the Armani international
"creative" executive look: black suits worn with black rollneck
jumpers.
Mind you, it takes a lot of hard work to be a successful early adopter,
so his media sources are vital. He reads a wide range of papers and
magazines; he particularly likes Fortune and Business Week for the new
product sections. And, of course, he is an avid internet user.
Our man in black travels a lot, and he always hassles his PA to find the
most hip, most zen hotel in whatever town he is visiting. The thing he
likes most is that moment in the hotel room when he unpacks all the
technology from his overnight bag. The clunking metal-and-black leather
pouches make him feel a bit more like James Bond and a bit less like the
time-serving corporate functionary he really is.
His interest in new devices translates into a keen involvement in
international culture and affairs. After all, technology knows no
frontiers. But, really, he doesn't like TV much - in his view it is
still essentially an analogue medium. Mind you, if there was a gadget
channel, he would definitely watch it.
The New Yuppie
The yuppies of the 80s never really went away. They simply hid out in
obscure trading floors in the City of London, like Japanese soldiers in
the jungle, and waited for the tide of history to sweep them back on to
the beach, where a magnum of Bolly was ready on ice.
Just like the old yuppie, the new yuppie has two obsessions: work and
"things". Still in his thirties, he's earning well north of £85k.
Despite the recent arrival of a baby daughter (whom he only ever really
sees on Sundays), he's still brand mad.
From his wholly unnecessary TAG Heuer Carrera Tachymetre Automatic
Chronograph (a watch to you) down to his £300 Tricker's brogues,
he is the most acutely aware of all the business types of the joys of
shopping and the awesome power of the right products to say the right
things about him.
He finds talk of the environment tedious and is a dedicated follower of
fashion. So you might think he's a shallow, parochial philistine. But
then you don't own a brand new BMW Z4 Coupe with 17-inch alloys,
colour-coded door handles, sills, bumpers, mirrors and rear park assist,
do you?
He's certainly not very interested in the rest of the world - other than
in how it affects derivative prices. He reads The Economist and the FT
in a desultory sort of way - in truth, he's a Daily Mail man at heart.
He prefers to gather his information about what's going on from the TV -
CNBC and Bloomberg, obviously.
But perhaps the most transparent windows to his soul are his
technologies of choice. He truly adores his BlackBerry 8820. It means he
can work anywhere - during the downtime of the sermon at a friend's
funeral, for example. When he's not on the BlackBerry, he spends more
time than is perhaps decent for a grown man on his Nintendo Wii, honing
his golf skills.
The great thing about him is that, despite believing that he is an
independent, free-thinking force of nature and so on, he is actually
pathetically dependent upon others for validation. This makes him
possibly the most malleable and easy to advertise to of all the business
types. And it's not stretching the truth too far to say that you can
sell him any old crap, as long as the ads are in exclusive, glossily
packaged media and you charge way over the odds.
The Pragmatic
Can you imagine someone who sees a car as a way of getting from A to B,
rather than a roving extension of his penis? Well, meet the pragmatics,
the oldest and least affluent of the European business tribes.
This purchasing manager at a Swedish paper mill takes a heavily
functional view of products and fancies himself as someone who can see
straight through the flim-flammery of branding. He says he's not really
interested in new products, not particularly interested in other
countries and not particularly interested in technology.
When it comes to consumption, pragmatics are on the horns of a dilemma.
They are keen to get a product that works well. But they're also keen to
pay as little as possible. When there's a conflict, it's quality that
gives.
The only technology products that come even close to the European norm
of ownership are games consoles and DVD players, on which he indexes 99
and 92 respectively.
He favours cheapo brands - from the Hungarian white goods producer Beko,
for instance. His car is a Hyundai - he got a bloody good deal on last
year's model with a few miles on it from a dealer in Malmo. He almost
certainly got his watch free with ten litres of engine oil at a garage
promo.
You might think all this makes him a man who knows the price of
everything and the value of nothing. But our pragmatic will be too busy
scouring local markets for cheap French cheeses past their sell-by date
to care.
Frau CC
What is German for "Daily Telegraph reader"? These surely are the people
for whom the term "bourgeoise" was coined.
Despite being more likely than any other group to be female, our
complacent conservative strongly believes that a woman's first concern
should be the family. But that could be simply because she cares so
little for anybody else - certainly not foreigners and foreign culture.
So don't go playing the "exotic provenance" card when you are trying to
flog stuff to her.
She lives comfortably in a dinky village outside Vienna and leads the
orderly small-town existence those of her ilk see as the morally
superior way to live. Respected in the community, she's near the peak of
her career as a manager of a private hospital. Last year, she earned
precisely EUR51,851.
Frau CC was brought up in the aftermath of the Second World War, and
that experience of making do has coloured her attitudes to consumption.
She doesn't travel much, just a couple of times a year, and she doesn't
do "flash". She buys good-quality, good-value traditional brands - and
only when she needs to.
Her watch is a Tissot, her white goods are Siemens and her clothes are
likely to be of decent quality, but not exactly cutting edge, from the
Austrian equivalent of Jaeger. Last year, she and her husband forked out
for a new Opel Vectra automatic.
She reads widely and watches a lot of television, preferring local media
to international, although at a stretch she might watch Deutsche Welle
for its strong business coverage. As you might have guessed, she's a
late adopter, so the internet plays a purely functional role in her
life. Her embrace of the world of technology is limited to possession of
a PVR, a DVD in the car and a Polaroid camera, so that she can take
pictures of the family she freely admits is not her first concern.
The True Internationalist
No-one likes those people who value the life of the mind over, say, the
life of the body or the life of the wallet. It doesn't happen in the UK
or the US, but the sad fact is that within European business culture
there is a discernibly cerebral streak.
Our true internationalist had a successful career in an international
drinks company, and now, in the last decade of his career, makes his
living as a lecturer at a well-regarded business school in Francophone
Europe.
He's not particularly interested in clothes - he buys
reasonable-quality, mid-market suits and shirts, and wears them until
they fray. Similarly, he's not really interested in cars. He drives a
four-year-old BMW and won't replace it until it either falls apart or
looks so shameful that his teenage daughters refuse to ride in it.
And, of course, it's the same thing with technology. He's more likely
than most to have a fax machine at home. And, yes, he does have a mobile
phone, although he tends to lose it a lot. He even has a laptop so he
can work on the hoof. Plus, he's a relatively heavy internet user. (Even
academics use Google for research these days.)
It's not that he's a Luddite, he just doesn't feel the need to buy all
the flat screens, PVRs, satnavs and other gadgets that everybody else
gets so excited about these days.
You may be wondering, what then is the point of this latter-day ascetic
who so conspicuously fails to engage with the fruits of the good life?
Well, first up, he's a heavy consumer of media, especially magazines and
newspapers, which he scans assiduously. Naturally, Harvard Business
Review is his top read. And although he doesn't watch much TV, he
favours the BBC for its impartiality and accuracy. He even occasionally
dips into Al Jazeera for another view.
But he does have his pleasures. For instance, he likes to travel. He
avoids chain hotels wherever possible and favours local authenticity
over international blandness.
And the high spot of every day is the tumbler full of single-malt whisky
he pours himself when he gets home from work. Here, brands do matter -
but he would argue it is product quality and not branding that he goes
for. Laphroaig is his tipple. The weird thing is that late at night,
when he's a bit pissed, he doesn't drift off fantasising about driving
an Aston Martin Volante.
Monsieur Average
You can't help wondering what floats this guy's boat? He disagrees that
spending time with family and friends is important, and that he is
committed to his job. And he doesn't much care if he is fashionably
dressed or not. But he's happy with his lot. What a loser.
He puts the lie to the idea that all business people are ruthless
"masters of the universe" in expensive suits. Truth is, he's an average
sort, without great ambition or aspiration, who holds his
middle-of-the-road views quite mildly. In short, he's normal.
One hallmark of the "normal" person is that they don't wet themselves
with excitement at the mention of new photocopier technology. He's in
his early thirties and doesn't exactly enjoy his job as a middle manager
in a global FMCG company in Finland. But then he wouldn't know what to
do without it.
That's not to say he has no desires. He'll buy things for the sheer
pleasure. For instance, he recently spent more than EUR30 on a Casio DB7
timepiece that shows him the days of the week in Spanish, French, German
and ten other languages. Now he can watch as his life slides by, in any
tongue he fancies.
His greatest desire, though, is to be entertained, so he's a big TV
viewer. While he's not interested in learning about other cultures, he
does like watching foreign TV channels. If you've ever watched European
TV, you'll know that these two statements are not incompatible. He dips
into CNN and Sky as long as they don't challenge his lazy world view.
And he reads a lot, but again more for entertainment than
information.
His brand preferences tend towards those offering quality at middling
prices, especially in the area of technology. He enjoys making short
films on the Samsung camcorder he bought last year, and he has moved
into stills photography recently, too. He drives a new Mondeo, which he
replaces religiously every three years.
Monsieur Average is up for most things, in a gentle sort of way. Just
don't expect him to buy anything too fancy, and don't challenge him with
edgy sales messages.
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