My Generation rubric on Covid generation: we now have the virus removed

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In early May, the WHO officially lifted the coronavirus health emergency. And while life hasn’t smelled like a pandemic in a long time – perhaps because masks were mandatory for a while – this decision marks the perfect time for reckoning.

It is clear that it was absolutely right to protect vulnerable people. It is also clear that we all carry this or that little quirk of the Corona period. Some no longer dare to take the bus at the front, others have sourdough stuck in the refrigerator for two years, or they are addicted to a stupid mobile game after self-isolation.

Many of the prophecies of that time were not confirmed. The upcoming festival summer, with more people dancing and kissing in front of concert venues than ever before, refutes the prediction that physical contact is a thing of the past and everyone will be running around wearing masks forever.

But what has definitely changed is the entire home office. Almost all office workers are infected with the remote virus and have been working from home from time to time since the pandemic. But my generation is definitely a “work from anywhere” master.

Just in time for the end of the university semester, this can be confirmed: there was hardly a week during which I attended all my events. Why? Later, I was able to watch the lecture at double speed while sipping a margarita in Amsterdam. I’m exaggerating.

But somehow not. If the course is also not delivered online, some of my classmates protest loudly. A flexible work schedule is a must, otherwise you’ll think twice about a job offer, and all the work materials have to be uploaded to some kind of cloud – we really can’t handle paper anymore.

Call it messed up, I call it the aftermath of the Corona. Of course, spontaneity and independence have always been important for young people. But my generation was forced to do it. You have to consider that when the pandemic started, we were about to graduate or were just taking our first steps in the world of work. And suddenly: complete chaos. We were required to be flexible and (self-)responsible. We don’t know the outside world differently. We are not Generation Z, we are Generation C.

Noah Dibbasey (22) studies social sciences at the University of Bern. She writes to Bleek every second Friday.

Source: Blick