Nadja Abd El Farrag – Naddel: Died for the boulevard

Those who look at a headlight head -on to have an irritating experience. Although it is glowing, you can see almost nothing. This effect is known from tabloid journalism and from the C-celebrities that it illuminated. Although every niche of private life is illuminated, the essentials remain hidden.

This is due to the essence of the C-Promitum. The traditional A and B prominence must have any kind of performance, even if it only works in interchangeable evening series or sings. A Thekla Carola Wied (“I marry a family”, “How good that there is Maria”) built a whole career on the fact that she always displayed the same facial expression on ZDF.

The C-Promi, on the other hand, only has to offer itself. It is the trash version of the umbrella, which has nothing to show except forherited or married titles. A prime example of this was Nadja Abd El Farrag, born in Hamburg in 1965 as the daughter of a car dealer, who was mostly only referred to in public as “Naddel”.

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Her tragedy began before the turn of the millennium, before “Big Brother” started the way for Reality TV Freihtzt. As a long -term friend of Dieter Bohlen, who has meanwhile been dumped for Verona Pooth (born Feldbusch), Nadja Abd El Farrag held the role of the victim right from the start. She got to know him as a background singer for Blue System. Questions like “When do they finally get married?” And “When does she get a child?” The gossip press dealt with the gossip press throughout the 90s. There were lying questions. Because everyone who experienced Dieter Bohlen knew: The answer would be “never”.

An honest article would have been concerned with the fact that quite a disgusting package had held and put over a fairly naive woman for years. But tabloid journalism is not about truthfulness, but about “drama, baby, drama” (Bruce Darnell). The C-Promi lives from the fact that its existence acts like a series of traffic accidents.

And Naddel delivered reliably. In 2001 she let her weigh her in a Sat.1 quiz show-this expression. The depressing punch line was that the audience had to type in advance whether they were as difficult as a mango, a covenant broccoli or a small honey melon. In such moments, people understand: the dignity of humans can be touched.

But Naddel only understood years later, far too late. In the feuilleton of the quality press, it might be advised to what extent a woman sold her soul by having her body on the trash TV. “Big Brother”, “I’m a star, get out of here” and “celebrity boxes”. But on the boulevard, only the aircraft headlight, the Naddel – had the name registered as a brand in 2007 – beamed so that man was invisible to Nadja Abd el Farrag behind it.

Again and again, “Bild” and Co. were out of their “crashes”. The expression sounded spectacular and was always good for edition and clicks. Because the real truth would only have disturbed the readers: the woman, who would have been happier as an unknown pharmacy helper, was an alcoholic. Not a nice word for a maker who is supposed to sell. The fact that her addiction began at the same time with the relationship with Dieter Bohlen could have offered material for an interesting portrait: Why do women who feel alone begin to drink? But this text was never written.

On May 9, Nadja Abd El Farrag delivered headlines for the last time. That day she died of cirrhosis of the liver.