The Don’t Say Nothing Company, the video version.
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Identity/biometrics/technology marketing and writing services
The Don’t Say Nothing Company, the video version.
Help is available: https://bredemarket.com/cpa/
You know that I’ve railed against solely relying on knowledge-based authentication: for example, by relying on a person’s knowledge of a name and a birthdate to gain access to protected health information.
What when knowledge-based authentication receives HIGHER trust than other proofs of identity?
There is a story about Leonardo Garcia Venegas, who was working in Foley, Alabama. Apparently he was caught up in an immigration raid. So Garcia, who is a U.S. citizen, did the intelligent thing: he brought out his REAL ID, a document that can only be issued to someone after they prove they are a U.S. citizen.
Except…
“Garcia told Noticias Telemundo that authorities took his ID from his wallet and told him it was fake before handcuffing him.”
So how did he finally get released?
“Garcia said he was released from the vehicle where he was held after he gave the arresting officials his Social Security number, which showed he is a U.S. citizen.”
So apparently having a REAL ID counts for nothing, while being able to rattle off a Social Security Number counts as proof?
Frequent fliers and voters take note.
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The sequel to my original post on “memorial” and “Memorial Day” is a reel.
“In Flanders Fields” played by Ian Wong.
Riverside National Cemetery picture Sigris Lopez, CC BY-SA 4.0. Source.
Words matter.
Since Bredemarket works in words, let’s examine the word “memorial.”
The Merriam-Webster definitions of the adjective or noun primarily emphasize remembrance or commemoration. In the general sense, a memorial doesn’t necessarily require some type of life or death struggle.
Heck, the final episode of the TV show M*A*S*H can, and has, been memorialized. After all, the episode title incorporates the sacred word “Amen” into its title (“Goodbye, Farewell, and Amen”). And when you say Amen, you always explore Deep Meaning.
Forever and Ever, Amen anyone?
OK, in truth a memorial can be rather pedestrian. (Although I like Randy Travis.)
But when people in the United States encounter Memorial Day, the importance may escalate.
Or it may not, if you merely think of Memorial Day as Pool Opening Day or Get Propane for the Grill Day.
But this is the time that Americans who have fought in wars and police actions remind the rest of us that Memorial Day is not Veterans Day. Here is what American Legion Post 304 says, in part, about Memorial Day.
“Memorial Day, observed on the last Monday of May, is a day to honor members of the military who were killed in service, both during deployments overseas or in training and service in the U.S. Across the country, Americans spend the day visiting cemeteries, attending Memorial Day events and otherwise honoring those who lost their lives in service to the country.”
To be blunt about it, Memorial Day is a day about death, and if you can’t handle this truth, go back to the pool.
For example, the National World War II Museum notes that 407,316 U.S. military personnel were killed in World War II. This does not denigrate the civilian losses in Hawaii and elsewhere, nor does it denigrate the sacrifices outside of this country (24 million in the USSR alone), nor does it denigrate the losses in other wars.
But, as American Legion Post 304 reminds us, words matter.
“Because Memorial Day is a somber day to honor those who died in service to the country, saying “Happy Memorial Day” is considered to be in bad taste. For those who have lost family or friends through military service, the day is far from happy.”
And while John McCrae’s poem “In Flanders Fields” is primarily associated throughout the world with Remembrance Day (Veterans Day in the U.S.), in this country the subject matter of the poem naturally lends itself to Memorial Day observances.
“In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
“We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
“Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.”
(Riverside National Cemetery picture Sigris Lopez, CC BY-SA 4.0. Source.)
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Sold anything yet?
In a recent Instagram post, Maxwell Finn wrote:
“People don’t buy solutions…they buy escape routes.”
If you apply the “people buy escape routes” thinking, what does Bredemarket offer?
I guess in Bredemarket’s case, I sell an escape from nothingness.

My current clients realize the importance of a consistent presence, even without my help. They’re always reminding prospects of the benefits of their solutions.
Some of my former clients and non-clients never grasped that importance.

That’s why they are former clients and non-clients; they didn’t need me, or anyone else. One last blogged in February…February 2024. Wonder how many new prospects found THAT company today?
If you don’t want to escape the fate of anonymity, save time and stop reading here. If you want to escape this, read here…and better still, act by booking a meeting at https://bredemarket.com/cpa/

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The thing about uncertainty is that it also makes timelines uncertain.
If you ask me how long Bredemarket will exist, I can’t tell you.
Maybe it will be going strong 15 years from now.
Or maybe it will end today.
But however long it lasts, I hope Bredemarket retains its focus on helping you serve yours.
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Posted on my free Substack account: https://open.substack.com/pub/johnebredehoft/p/friction-ridge-isnt-a-western-movie
While Bredemarket as an entity has only officially worked one trade show, my personal trade show, conference, and exhibition experience extends back years.
For example:
In a past life I was tasked with session and speaker coordination for an annual conference. Dozens of sessions, dozens of speakers, probably about a dozen rooms, a myriad of microphone and table and cable setups, a little under a week…plus a dozen planners and dozens of employees and third-party conference staff.
There were many ways in which things could go wrong:
Some of these things didn’t happen, but they could have…and if they did, it meant disruption of my “three chairs and 2 mics on the main stage on Tuesday at 8:45” meticulously made plans.
Yes, plans. I had them.
This was one of the times in which I fell back to Excel as my go-to project management tool, capturing all the necessary data, making it filterable and sortable.
The years have faded my memories of the details I tracked, but I needed to know session titles, dates and times, rooms, speakers, panelists, presentations, videos, live demos, on-stage chairs and tables, handouts, and other things besides.

And that was just for DURING the conference. BEFORE the conference I needed to ensure that session abstracts and speaker biographies were written and found their way to the printed conference program, the registration website, and the conference app.
This was also one of the times that I heavily relied on the color printer that was hidden away in the conference organizers’ area. And it had to be color, because some schedule items were green, some yellow…and some red.
The schedule was constantly revised. And as the week wore on and the days dwindled down to a precious few, I would hide the older rows on my schedule and literally lighten my workload.
I would grip the latest iteration of my private master schedule and race around the conference hotel—sometimes the Hilton Orange County/Costa Mesa, sometimes another—checking things off my checklist. (All names are fictional.)
By mid afternoon Thursday the last large sessions were done, the last workshops were wrapping up, the last raffle prizes were given away, and all that was left was the final banquet. Plenty could go wrong there, also, but that’s not part of this story.
And Ringo’s real name was Sharon.
The reason that I redirected the purpose of my Substack posts is because much of my audience there isn’t familiar with the…um…minutiae of biometrics and identity. (For example, my reference to minutiae would probably go right past all but two of my Substack subscribers.)
My Substack audience is best served with awareness content.
But awareness content is not only informative and educational.
It also makes prospects aware of your company…which is critically important.
Last month I said the following about awareness:
“Technology marketers, do your prospects know who you are?
“If they don’t, then your competitors are taking your rightful revenue.
“Don’t let your competitors steal your money.”
Perhaps steal is a harsh word, but it’s accurate.
Or perhaps a better word is indifference: your actions indicate that you don’t care whether customers buy from you or not. If you cared, you’d actually market your products.
“Nonsense, John! We have a sales staff. Who needs marketers?”
Especially when content marketing may take up to 17 months to convert. That doesn’t help the current quarter.
But your sales staff cannot be everywhere. If your prospects don’t know about you and aren’t reaching out to you, then you have to reach out to them.
And the calls? “Hi, I’m Tom with WidgetCorp.” “With who?”
So how is that current quarter looking now?
Your current quarter and future quarters would look better if your secret salesperson were working for you. As Rhonda Salvestrini said:
“Content for your business is one of the best ways to drive organic traffic. It’s your secret salesperson because it’s out there working for you 24/7.”
But the secret salesperson won’t engage your prospects until you act to create that content.
Talk to Bredemarket about your content, proposal, and analysis needs: https://bredemarket.com/cpa/
Before your competitors steal more from you.