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Today is a oh so special Wednesday. It's 3rd October!
Day of German Unity! Our national holiday. Marked by the complete absence of any parades, major shows or events. Trust the Germans to put their national holiday into a season where you can expect the weather to be dreary.
In the past years, I've taken this opportunity to write something insightful about German unity and how we still need to learn to live together.
I'm getting tired of it. I'm getting tired of all those people voting for the former SED in Eastern Germany. I'm getting tired of people like the military librarian who stood in the courtyard of the prison in Berlin Hohenschönhausen after talking to a person who had been imprisoned there for his political views and said she didn't really believe all those stories. I'm getting tired of people in Western Germany saying East Germany just costs them money and who needs them anyway? I'm getting tired of people forgetting that it was dangerous, it was a risk, to walk out into the streets with a candle in your hand and demanding free speech seventeen years ago.
What people in Eastern Germany did was the most amazing thing since - I don't think there ever was such an amazing thing. And they forgot. And everybody else forgot.
And it makes me want to hide in a hole and cry because we Germans are so much better than we give ourselves credit for, but if we don't see that, how can we blame others for not seeing it?
So I have been at home all day doing nothing. Oh, yes, I cleaned five pairs of shoes and two pairs of boots, I vacuumed the living room, the kitchen, the study, the bathroom and the hallway and I emtpied out the garbage. Apart from that, I read an Emilie Loring which was not on my to-read stack.
My exchange fic is stuck in first chapter with a draft that's stuck in the middle because I can't decide on one crucial point.
I feel lost, and not even looking at wet, half-naked men can cheer me up. I feel weak and ugly and unimportant and I hate hate hate to have days off because if I don't have a good reason to leave the flat it becomes all the more obvious that nobody comes to see me.
Day of German Unity! Our national holiday. Marked by the complete absence of any parades, major shows or events. Trust the Germans to put their national holiday into a season where you can expect the weather to be dreary.
In the past years, I've taken this opportunity to write something insightful about German unity and how we still need to learn to live together.
I'm getting tired of it. I'm getting tired of all those people voting for the former SED in Eastern Germany. I'm getting tired of people like the military librarian who stood in the courtyard of the prison in Berlin Hohenschönhausen after talking to a person who had been imprisoned there for his political views and said she didn't really believe all those stories. I'm getting tired of people in Western Germany saying East Germany just costs them money and who needs them anyway? I'm getting tired of people forgetting that it was dangerous, it was a risk, to walk out into the streets with a candle in your hand and demanding free speech seventeen years ago.
What people in Eastern Germany did was the most amazing thing since - I don't think there ever was such an amazing thing. And they forgot. And everybody else forgot.
And it makes me want to hide in a hole and cry because we Germans are so much better than we give ourselves credit for, but if we don't see that, how can we blame others for not seeing it?
So I have been at home all day doing nothing. Oh, yes, I cleaned five pairs of shoes and two pairs of boots, I vacuumed the living room, the kitchen, the study, the bathroom and the hallway and I emtpied out the garbage. Apart from that, I read an Emilie Loring which was not on my to-read stack.
My exchange fic is stuck in first chapter with a draft that's stuck in the middle because I can't decide on one crucial point.
I feel lost, and not even looking at wet, half-naked men can cheer me up. I feel weak and ugly and unimportant and I hate hate hate to have days off because if I don't have a good reason to leave the flat it becomes all the more obvious that nobody comes to see me.
