Amber Heard is no longer on Twitter, a royal is moving to the jungle camp, and Helene Fischer no longer wants to be a hit queen – what a week!
Weird guest appearance: Mike Tindall. AP
Ms. Rützel, who made you angry this week?
Unfortunately, it’s not particularly original, but like many other people, I was extremely annoyed by Elon Musk. For me, Twitter is actually a kind of digital home where I can raise or lower my blood pressure faster than I would be able to with medication: I have an assortment of bilious accounts whose sputum I can get really upset about, but also a fluffy bubble that appeals to me when I urgently need to read warm words. So, after Musk bought Twitter, last week he showed off his bulldozer-like trolling skills and announced he’ll be asking people with verified accounts to pay for Twitter to confirm they really are who they say they are. He then nudged Stephen King directly when he found the idea just as ridiculous as I did.
Musk’s ex-girlfriend Amber Heard is said to have deleted her Twitter account because of him – at least that’s a theory.
Yes, there is no official statement yet as to why her channel disappeared. Of course, it could also be that after the court battle with her ex-husband Johnny Depp, she just sensibly wants to take a little distance from social media. But, and this is really bitter: Unfortunately, one could also imagine that one of Musk’s first official acts was to childishly delete all accounts whose owners were mean to him.
See it positively: If you waste less time on Twitter, you have more capacity for the British jungle camp, which starts at the weekend. I assume there is one candidate that interests you in particular.
If you mean Boy George, it’ll pop right away – because even as a young man I had a more ambitious taste in music. If you allude to British ex-Health Secretary Matt Hancock, who is also moving to the camp, you overestimate my interest in island politics – although I find it funny that he was kicked out of the Conservative parliamentary group for taking part (and thus defending himself, he want to promote his campaign to promote reading and spelling in the jungle camp). I’m guessing you mean Mike Tindall, Princess Anne’s son-in-law, so King Charles III’s nephew by marriage. I was quite surprised to find the former rugby international throwing himself at the trash genre, but then Charles and Camilla also had a quirky cameo appearance on the series Eastenders over the summer. And I don’t think Tindall will be overly indiscreet as I occasionally listen to his rugby podcast. And in it, after the death of Queen Elizabeth II, he spoke openly, but also completely mannerly, about the mourning period in the royal family.
Speaking of Elizabeth, next week the late Queen’s driver’s license, which dates from her time in the British military – as Crown Princess she did her military service during the Second World War – is to be auctioned off. Will you bid?
Probably not, mainly because one can imagine that the originally estimated proceeds of 2000 pounds could easily be multiplied. But if at some point your Barbour jacket collection should go under the hammer, I’ll be there immediately. After a long hunt for second-hand shops, I was eventually able to buy her one of her typical Hermès scarves, of course with a dog head pattern, and an original Queen’s wax jacket would complete the perfect walkie outfit.
What does Helene Fischer actually do?
She hates it when you call her “Schlagerqueen”, she just explained in an interview: After all, her sound today is “much more urban, sometimes rockier”. That’s all well and good, but she can still ditch the title “Queen of Metal” as long as Doro Pesch reigns.
Christian Seidl asked the questions.
Anja Rützel is a freelance author and writes mainly about television and animals. For the Berliner Zeitung at the weekend, she observes the whimsical world of celebrities.