How the Germanwings tragedy feels, up close.
It’s been raining for the past couple of days in Düsseldorf. I look outside the window as I sit to write this and it’s grey and drizzling. The constant drizzle is fitting for how it feels to be in this city right now.
It’s a city in a state of mourning, a city in complete shock. It feels like everything is at a standstill. Düsseldorf is a humble and open-minded place that feels uncomfortable in the spotlight – especially when the spotlight is shined on an overwhelming tragedy.
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I also live in Düsseldorf, and agree the grief in the city is palpable. Being a true "Dorf" (village) everybody seems to know someone affected by this tragedy and it is heartbreaking beyond belief. (I have not worn mascara for a week now.) In some ways the weather seems appropriate, along with flags at half mast adorned with their black mourning banners. (I have not seen these banners before.)
One of the aspects that has struck me over the past week is the enormous cultural differences in how the tragedy has been approached here. More than ever it is evident how pragmatic the german people are, the news has focused on facts rather than speculation, and other than the opera singer not a single photo of a local victim has been released to the media, and the vast majority have not been named. The comments in the media (social and official) have overwhelmingly been expressing outrage at what many feel to be insensitive intrusion into people's right to privacy during such a tragic time - in stark contrast to the tabloid (grief-porn, highly speculative) media from other countries.
Official memorials are scheduled, the police will keep the tabloids at bay, and we are all reminded of how mortal we are, and - as per your very apt quote above- how precious life is.