Please don't be immediately put off if I throw in the shameful F-word here, meaning F for football. It will only be a side issue, similar to the World Cup in the air-conditioning Emirate of Qatar.
There is little to smile about these days, especially when it comes to this event. But when the English soccer player Harry Kane showed up with a rainbow-colored Rolex before the game against Iran to demonstrate for human rights despite the ban on "One Love" sanitary napkins, I had to giggle a bit.
I mean, hey: a 600,000 euro Rolex in rainbow colors as a resistance against Fifa - that's at least one language they understand. The German players can still learn a thing or two: Collectively put your hand in front of your mouth, what is that supposed to remind you of? The German tradition of being particularly silent in unjust states? The message remains: We want to set an example, but with as few consequences as possible.
My name is Mickey Beisenherz. In Castrop-Rauxel I am a world star. Elsewhere I have to pay for everything myself. I am a multimedia (single) general store. Author (Extra3, Jungle Camp), presenter (ZDF, NDR, ProSieben, ntv), podcast host ("Apocalypse and Filter Coffee"), occasional cartoonist. There are things that strike me. Sometimes even upset me. And since the impulse control is constantly jammed, they probably have to get out. My religious symbol is the crosshair. The razor blade is my dance floor. And just now it itches in the feet again.
This fits in with this stupid fashion of wanting to commit to something at any time, as long as nothing else has to follow from it. The whole country is like an uncontrolled flashing runway, so wildly is signaling in front of itself.
War in Ukraine? Come on, shed some light on the Brandenburg Gate! The only way to help is with a lot of pressure.
Manuela Schwesig, who is not entirely insensitive to punctuation, beamed blue and yellow directly at the Mecklenburg state parliament, and that can only have been a commitment to Ikea in Rostock.
Ursula von der Leyen delivers a passionate speech in a blue and yellow blazer, enthusiastically enthusiastic about democracy - while her "trustworthy partner" Azerbaijan attacks neighboring Armenia.
That's as bigoted as it doesn't matter, because in this soup of confessions, in this flood of signals, everything is briefly significant and everything is nothing. A blink for the moment. And already forgotten tomorrow.
Who cares what happens next? Are you Charlie today? Are "refugees" still "welcome" today, or has only "Bild" forgotten that they used to print these stickers? Are you still setting your Facebook profile picture to "Fridays for Future" while cursing the climate stickers on the A100? Have you already sold your Tesla because you want to distance yourself from the noble troll Elon Musk and Twitter Caesars? And will Cem Özdemir ever take the company car again after he so sympathetically traveled to the Federal President by bike?
Just blink. Where you turn off, hardly anyone is looking.
That is precisely why the question: What was Habeck thinking at the time, bowing to the Emir in Qatar – and then not even coming home with a suitcase full of gas? This is of course the dumbest of all variants: send a bad sign and then get punched in the face for nothing.
I'll go to the needy DFB distancer Rewe tomorrow and buy a bag of nuts for human rights! Where no mentality TÜV checks us for the sustainability of our messages, it is excellent to play the hero.
And then I buy the Rainbow Rolex. I don't care about the little people either.
