about alder

Alder is an ideas, strategy and brand consulting firm. Our competences are in 6 key areas: Consulting | Communication | Design | Web & Multimedia | Research* | 3D** *Research services are provided by Alder Research, a sister company to Alder Consulting. **3D services are provided by a figment of imagination, an affiliate company to Alder Consulting.

Mission Drive innovation, spur development and raise the standards of excellence by corporate example. Values Integrity | Dependability | Knowledge | Compassion | Creativity

Our people We have employed lawyers, philosophers, scientists, economists, personnel specialists, business administrators, bankers, doctors, mathematicians, computer scientists, humanities graduates and designers. We apply the principles and models from these disciplines to create unique client solutions. We operate an accessible organisational structure and there are no titles. The company is managed by an executive committee to which people are nominated. We have a unique shareholding trust where employees can become shareholders in the company. Our culture We work in an environment characterised by drive, focus, originality and creativity. Our work environment is intense but fun and we try to take time off once every month. We have a unique culture and interactions are highly energetic and involving. The fast pace and intensity never cease to amaze those who come in contact with us.

Writings & essays

A collection of poetry and writing by the staff of Alder Consulting.

New bloom - by Mike Mogo     

I know the flowers will bloom again
There will be sunshine through the rain
And I would hear you children play again
That’s how I know
That the flower will bloom again

I am not so sure
You understand me girls

See, a man cannot ask for more
The two of you are the best any Pop would want
And if I had to play again
No matter who with or who won’t
There’ll be the two of you again

I get a feeling
You understand me now

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Red lights - by Akin Afere

They were there again this morning
snaking through, one after the other
like every other morning.

They shine bright, long and flowing
looking like the eyes of an army of aliens
never blinking, vivid and glowing.

Perhaps they are not alien eyes,
but luminous tiles, where a dragon lies,
therefore watch where you step less its fire blasts.

Ah...imagination run wild!
not aliens eyes, nor where a dragon lies
what then can they be, Red light vivd and glowing?

Red lights, long and flowing
tail lights, bright and glowing
on third mainland, towards the island are going!

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Is it me? - by Subomi Plumptre

In rage I bellow at the elements by which I am proscribed
I spit in the face of the inevitables and unmovables
I rant, rave and curse the invisibles that mock my pain
And I puff in puerile futility at the internal inferno that consumes me

In relief I embrace the kisses of the morning
I revel in accomplishments old & new
I rediscover old forgotten consorts
And accept life’s gifts with grudging acknowledgement

In sadness, I ponder missed opportunities
Goals unattained
Mistakes unforgiven
And consider unremarkable chapters of an incidental past

I wonder, is joy to be found in deep reflection and intellectual pursuits?
And peace within the regimented life of a disciple?
Does happiness accompany self-correction & self-righteousness?
Is laughter friend to resolute will and determination?

I think not
For surely laughter is for fools
And levity for the simple and childlike
They bear no burdens, ask nothing and understand little
Troubling not fate, they are seldom tasked by Life

Reaching for nothing; gaining naught
Existing; failing to live
Plodding in soldierly fashion; constituting the plebeian rank & file

Little wonder then at my desperate flight, reach & aspiration
The profligate spending of soul and sweat currency
My bold Archillean quest for immortality
And my liberal use of the crimson ink of legacy

I reach for glory, remembrance & permanence
And ruthlessly disown my twin brothers of fear and uncertainty