Recommendations of the editorial team
“Our technology thinks you a machine,” writes me the SoundCloud registration server, and then I have to briefly laugh up hysterically: Waahaha. Ask the ME editor who has to wait for days again for the text (sorry!) For days whether he also thinks I was a “machine”! Then he would probably come here and press the damned button personally …
A machine. A robot. This is the only way to do stuff. They could write something friendly. “Our technology and the nice authorized representative of our accounting also consider you an expert and a luminous and beyond that is extremely good -looking.” … what, at least one AI could get something like that! You would have to “prompt” accordingly. For this beautiful new verb alone, I am so grateful to the developers of artificial intelligence that I sometimes think – and that should not be treated patronized now: Oh, they should just take over world domination.
The biggest comeback since the doctors
At least funny, because that’s how I always feel with Friedrich Merz. Sometimes I mean that it is a machine, with its preset facial expressions and the prompt of the active youth. Crazy, right? Fritze Merz – the biggest comeback since the doctors (sorry: since the doctors). Or the “biggest comeback” since Stefan Raab? (Kicher) I am more happy about what I was reading: Apparently the return of the folding cell phone is imminent!
I am not the gadgeter in front of the Lord, but the folding cell phones that you could cut out of the wrist as casually as Captain Kirk, in my opinion, were the crown of the evolution of mobile phone “end devices” in the early 2000s. Was then ruined by the smartphones, like so much. Now you can see people with a tailing look into the blank everywhere in the alleys and in the marketplaces, while they keep their phones in front of their mouths like black -glossy sandwiches that they bite into at any moment. Unfortunately they never do it as long as I watch.
So. Please stay tuned – I now quickly philosophize about life. Life is, we know that, definitely not like a chocolate box. Anyway not a pony farm, and probably not a quiz either. But rather something more complex than with Woody Allen with the unbearable eating in this lousy restaurant, and then the portions are also so small! I recently came up with the following: If life is not how if you hear a song on the radio at night – let’s say: “All is never lost” by Lael Neale – and you think: I am completely enchanted, I almost never want to hear another song again! And the next day you click on it again and realize: actually annoying. Hm. No, that’s right, that’s probably a metaphor for something completely different. I am still thinking.
This column first appeared in the music express edition 7/2025.