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Coronavirus diary from New York (3): The shame of just being a journalist – culture

Klaus Brinkbäumer was most recently editor-in-chief of “Spiegel” and now works as an author for “Die Zeit”, among others. You can reach him at [email protected] or on Twitter at @Brinkbaeumer. In his weekly column “Spiegelstrich” he will write a coronavirus diary over the coming weeks with brief observations from everyday life and reflections on the corona crisis.

– We humans, says the psychologist Daniel Kahneman, have trouble understanding a pandemic because we cannot grasp exponential growth; we would see what is there and not what will be there. So let’s imagine a lake attacked by a deadly alga that doubles itself every day: on the penultimate day, half the lake shimmers intact in the evening light. Shall we go swimming tomorrow?

– There are still five days until D-Day, as the day in New York is called when there won’t be enough beds and ventilators. Doubling: every three days.

– Corona language: Covidiotes. Covidivorce. Allegedly there will be more babies and more divorces after the quarantine months.

– Angela Merkel does not stage herself, just stands there and explains to the Germans why Easter has to be different this year.

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In the midst of the pandemic, Donald Trump says, “I’m number 1 on Facebook.” His scientists advise the nation to wear masks, he says, “Oh, well, I won’t wear one.” Kahneman says: “The most important thing is honest, clear messages . “

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– Catch-22: The free society has to debate what works and what doesn’t – the free society will only be saved if we trust experts, develop a strategy and have the discipline to collectively stick to the strategy.

– Jakob Augstein writes: “The most glaring experience of this crisis is how extremely susceptible so many people are to group think! And journalists too. That’s scary! ”I rarely like loud adjectives, but: more blatant than the loneliness of the dying? More blatant than the grief of the children who can no longer see their parents?

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