Words have meaning, or at least they should, and certainly in matters of marketing. As I’m over 40, I’m still not sure whether Walkman or iPod is a better generic-but-Xeroxish name for a portable music player. Each evokes a particular time in history, with its own endemic circumstances. Either way, the name conveys a certain sense of what one is getting.
My cross-town colleagues at Stratfor reported yesterday on an ambush of Chinese construction workers headed for a road construction project in Algeria. The attack, they said, had the hallmarks of the local branch of Al Qaeda, which was once called the Salafist Group for Preaching and Combat (الجماعة السلفية للدعوة والقتال ). Now that tells you what you’re getting: sign up with us, and you can wear pants that are too short, listen to interminable-and-boring sermons, and hose down the local hardhats with your Kalashnikov. Charming occupation that.
I thought of this briefly when I read BAE Systems’ recent press release on its new Panther armored vehicle. No, from what I can tell, this is not the Panther that BAE is assembling at Newcastle-Upon-Tyne under license from Iveco. Rather, this seems to be BAE’s new name for the Medium Mine-Protected Vehicle (MMPV) that it is building at the Letterkenny Army Depot for the US Army. That differs throughly, by the way, from the Mine-Resistant Ambush Protected (MRAP) version of the RG33 that it had been building for the US Army. The former, after all, is a “program of record,” as they say. While big cats have a long history of lending names to armored vehicle, recycling Panther reminds me of Operation Desert Fox, Bill Clinton and Tony Blair’s four-day bombing of Iraq in 1998 (ostensibly to rid the place of those weapons of mass destruction). It seems that no one actually meant to invoke thoughts of Field Marshal Erwin Rommel’s tank troops racing across the desert. That connection was widely assumed, however, and five years later, George Bush and Tony Blair sent the tanks racing forward anyway (ostensibly to rid the place of those weapons of mass destruction).
Actually, while there are assuredly differences between the two versions of the RG33, it’s not clear that they’re so significant that one merits a name, and the other a mere number. The USAF never named Rockwell’s (now Boeing’s) AGM-130 because it was an unloved kluge of a missile—the Air Force’s own SLAM, one colonel in the secretariat once told me. To be fair, the Standoff Land Attack Missile has since evolved into a much better integrated weapon (after some ugly navigation errors in the 1995 Bosnia campaign), and SLAM is a rather fetching moniker. And all the same, the RG-designation itself (representing nothing more than the initials of the original designer) is a useful marketing tool in its own right, evoking the South African heritage shared with the RG31 and RG32 lines of vehicles seen around the world.
In the 1990s, the US Navy and Boeing collaborated very successfully on an upgraded version of the FA-18 Hornet that was almost not an upgrade, but a wholly new aircraft. Even the name—Super Hornet—helped strike for the strike-fighter the right balance between new capabilities and safe technical evolution in selling the idea to skeptical congressmen. Over the next few years, we’ll watch to see how well Boeing’s new, stealthier version of the F-15 sells around the world, but its name—Silent Eagle—is definitely a good try. Boeing IDS has also thus far kept the Insitu brand name on the drone aircraft company it bought last year, which seems a rather deft move. It is further invoking the name of an iconic (if occasionally derided) fighter plane with its new Phantom Ray jet-powered drone project, though we’re guessing that the engines will emit less smoke this time.
One way or the other, someone in Saint Louis—and perhaps in York, Pennsylvania—seems attuned to some of the flashier aspects of marketing. That’s an encouraging sign in this business. We had all, after all, pretty much had enough of the Klimov Girls.
