================================== ===== 16-01-2016 ===== ================================== I have always been an avid reader of newspapers. I grew up in the "golden age" of German newspapers (the late 80s of the last century). We lived in a townhouse, the neighbours to the left and to the right were families with children my age, who became friends, supporting each other wherever they could. We all shared our newspapers and in that way I was able to read them all: DER SPIEGEL, DIE ZEIT, DIE WELT etc. The FAZ was considered "too conservative", so nobody subscribed to it. But I went to the news stand and bought it from my pocket money. At that time the weeklies were as thick as a paperback, the articles sometimes 4 or 5 pages long, printed on pages that were almost half the size of my duvet. My parents could besides their job at best manage to read some of the articles, but even for me, who did nothing else than reading books and newspapers, it was impossible to get through all that stuff before freshly printed copies would arrive at our home. The quality of the writing was fabulous and so was the self-confidence of the journalists. In his memoirs the famous chief editor of the arts section in DIE ZEIT, Fritz J. Raddatz, remembered the scene that happened every once a week when they managed to send the layout to the printing house: the staff would open a case of french champagne, celebrating that "We had once again published a copy of the best Feuilleton (literary and arts section) of the world. I know, that sounds bourgeois and arrogant, but possibly they were the best of the world. I at least have learned a lot from those authors. Later, at university, I got essays back with the remark "sounds like an author of DIE ZEIT". That was meant as a critique: an academic shouldn't write that way. But for me it was an accolade: I was proud that the authors I considered my teachers would show through in my writing style. When I think about the reasons why that period was especially favorable for quality newspapers one has to look at the development of the West-German society in the 60s: the numbers of students were steadily on the rise and talented graduates - especially in the humanities - that would otherwise have made a brilliant academic career would turn to the newspapers looking for jobs. Those were the people that hoisted the newspapers to a new level. It is obvious that from such heights it can only go downhill. Today reading German newspapers can be a painful pleasure. So much is going wrong that it is difficult to single out the most significant mistakes. I will only mention one of the most embarassing that I would name "the duplication of other media" in newspaper articles. It was starting some ten years ago, when I saw more and more articles that pretended to be a review of TV shows. In fact they were a duplication in another medium: the written text. You would read what you had already seen on TV the night before (what was dreadfully boring) or even worse what you had missed, in which case the article wouldn't give you a clue. And today you will find articles who's author makes the stupid attempt to reproduce a conversation on twitter (enriched with screen-shots from time to time, when running out of words). These journalists will never open a bottle of champagne in lofty self-awareness and some of them may even fall in despair and think about what to do when the proud ship is finally driven on ground.