Roland Dürre
Monday June 27th, 2011

What To Write?

Currently, I really have a problem: it gets hard to find a good subject to write about.

There is not much left to say about politics. It is just too embarrassing.

Should I really say something about tax money being lent to a bankrupt state, although everybody knows that the money is lost? In what is called „normal business life“, there is a term for it:  defalcation.

Or should I maybe voice my opinion on us having to lend money to others „because there is no alternative“? To help our banks or pension budget (and in the end even some states, like North-Rhine-Westphalia) avoid bankruptcy?

Or would it be better for me to get annoyed with the fact that the Europäische Zentralbank (EZB) primarily bought up all the rubbish debt claims held by French banks from Greece. Their honourable goal was to save Greece. All that would happen is that I would be ashamed. I would secretly have to remember that there might actually be a connection between mister Jean-Claude Trichet being both the President of the EZB and a Frenchman.
No, there is definitely no longer any attraction to writing about politics. Nor do I feel motivated to criticize our Federal Chancellor. So what is left to write about?

Tonight, I dreamt poorly. Maybe that is something to write about. (In my dream), a good friend of mine – she comes highly decorated with scientific honours – convinced me to take part in a psychological experiment. It was about the communication between humans and animals.

And, again and again, I had to enter the cage with huge and smelly predators in it – for reasons of adaptation. Luckily, I woke up before the great final experiment. I had this nightmare because I had been reading the book “Denken hilft zwar, nützt aber nichts” (Thinking Helps, But Is Not Very Useful) by Dan Ariely. It is a good book, we should write a review about it in the IF blog. You will find experiments in it – they really give you nightmares (for which I am now living proof).

S21 also got boring. According to a computer simulation, the planned underground station at the intersection point Stuttgart 21 will be able to process 49 trains during the morning rush hour! I wonder how many trains were processed there during the morning rush hours in 1936. Maybe the railway will be needed again some day. No, that is definitely not something worth writing about, either.

But wait – now I remember: we have the women’s Soccer World Championship in Germany! Our new Midsummer Night’s Dream. Now would that not be something to write about? After all, they really did some marketing on this one, didn’t they? It might well be the modern form of the 1936 Olympic Games. I will definitely write about it.

We already know the champion, anyway: Of course Schland. And then I remember that the Osnabrück U15 played a test match against the German Women‘s National Team that ended 1:1 (the question is: for which of the teams?). Of course, the youngsters were careful not to over-exert the elderly ladies. And youngster’s soccer is something I basically do not feel like writing about.

As I sit here writing this article, Barbara comes and puts the
“questionaire for examining trust protection rules“
for the pension insurance in front of me. I have to fill it in. She says that is more important than writing for a blog!

I remember filling in a questionaire for the pension insurance a short time ago. Again, all I read is nonsense. At least I understand nothing. It seems to be about changing the starting time for receiving your pension. I have to fill it in. I do what I always do when travelling into the USA: always put the cross at NO. It cannot do any harm!


1 Kommentar zu “What To Write?”

  1. Chris Wood (Sunday July 3rd, 2011)

    I find enough to write about nonsense in papers. I am not talking about Bild, which is not worth wasting my time on. One still finds enough in SZ. This is my favourite paper, even if it reports too little cricket and bridge. Of course there is enough nonsense on TV and radio too, but that is too ephemeral to encourage written response.

    My first example is the taxation proposal of a certain ex constitutional judge. What an idiot! He speaks and writes about a flat 25% tax on everything. This rightly disqualifies his idea. When one listens or reads further, one learns that he does not really mean it. He wants some income to be tax free, and then some to be taxed only partly. Thus, the total taxation is 0% for low incomes and approaches 25% asymptotically for high incomes.
    Similarly he agrees with higher taxation for damaging activities, that tend e.g. to ruin the climate, or to kill innocents on roads (alcohol). He mentions smoking that increases medical costs, apparently not realising how much it saves in pension payments. Any poor person paying no taxes will read no further after seeing the initial “25%” statement. If our amateur politician is so bad at selling his idea, it casts (fully justified) doubts on his proposals.

    I skip over a piece about the Kundus whitewash. It says what it needs to.

    Then comes a piece about Strauss-Kahn. This is Ok until the last sentence, which refers to “the bad old days, when in case of doubt, the man was believed”. What has improved? Have we abandoned the principle of “in dubio pro reo”? Do we now toss a coin to decide whom to believe? No we still try to find grounds to believe one or the other, and then give the accused the benefit of remaining doubt.

    Getting down to more important matters, I found an interesting article about the All England Lawn Tennis and Croquet Club in Wimbledon. It seems that when tennis started there, the first tennis champion predicted that tennis would not become popular. (Was it the same when the Austria Wien cricket and football club started playing football)? He saw cricket as the sport of the future.
    The writer then remarks: “at least cricket in contrast to croquet is still played”. “Still played” is an understatement. Cricket is enormously popular, particularly in India and Pakistan. It is also played in Afghanistan, Holland, Zimbabwe and even Germany. Like football it has profited greatly from TV, where zooming enables viewers to see how the ball swerves in the air and spins off the pitch. See
    But mainly I want to point out that croquet is still played, even (increasingly) in Germany. I am not just referring to the croquet played by my family in the garden when we lived in Solln. See
    My brother Philip and I played at university. He was better than I at both cricket and croquet. Now we have given up cricket, but Philip still plays croquet well in Kenilworth.

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