This is part of a series written by Anya Schiffrin, author of “Bad News,” and the wife of Nobel Prize Winner Joseph Stiglitz. The opinions expressed are her own.
This morning at the Davos coffee bar I was, as usual, tucking into the stale Danish, when I spotted a Davos Wife (easily identifiable by the infamous white name tag) drinking a cup of green tea. My companion, a Glamorous Davos Girlfriend (GDG) (my husband was, of course at a meeting) congratulated her on her healthy choice.
“I am trying to detox because of all the crap I have been eating,” came the pithy reply.
It may sound like we Davos-goers are whinging ingrates – and that is certainly true — but one of the perennial complaints about Davos is the generally unwholesome atmosphere. Indeed the GDG – who juggles being a GDG with her job as a health consultant — is convinced that Davos is toxic.
Apart from the obvious problem of male egos, general pushiness and bad behavior there is the physical exhaustion that comes from the relentless string of panel discussions in oxygen-deprived basements rooms. It starts with the flight to Zurich and the schlepping of luggage and continues with massive sleep deprivation, stodgy food and the risk of broken bones.




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