Please give me back my money, mrs. Von schirach!
My momentous misstep into the world of revision happened in 2007: at that time i was in the middle of my doctoral studies. There was a gold-rush atmosphere in brain imaging research. And also the public interest was rough. So even a beginner like me received many invitations to give lectures: on brain research, or simply on life. About philosophy. About brain research and philosophy. On neuroethics. About the image of man. Or simply about life, the universe and all the rest.
Of course i was flattered by this interest. From today’s perspective, the workload was insane. I thought more and more often that i would not be able to do it without my laptop for a long time. I had to use the travel time to the conference locations productively. So what i wanted to avoid at all costs, even became a rule, happened: i gave lectures only after the train had left. Can you have a heart attack at the age of 27?? Probably something like this would have happened if my laptop had crashed and i had arrived at the host’s without a lecture.