Tu dat besser nich!

Kai and his family no longer understand the world. Everything suddenly has to be politically correct: father Georg is supposed to install a gender-appropriate toilet in his hairdressing salon, while mother Klara spoils the customers with strictly vegan imitation mince pies. Only nag Grotti, a precocious spawn of the smartphone generation, always knows how to do things properly. Kai's ingenious escape plan to move back to his small birthplace to escape climate mania and women's quotas fails grandly. The new German correctness also has the flat country firmly in its grip and entangles the author in an uproariously funny satire of the generations. Nothing was better in the past, but many things were more petty.