Category Archives: History rewritten

“Long live….”*

There are days, like today, when on my way to work, I stand in the tram and suddenly see German flags. Not one, but several. State flagging. On buildings such as the police headquarters or the district court. And then … Continue reading

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vergeltung

Es sind starke Wörter, die in diesen Tage benutzt werden. Einige von ihnen haben ihre 70jährige Wurzeln, die doch eigentlich 1.000jährige Wurzeln hätten sein sollen. Andere haben Wurzeln, deren Anfänge wir nicht mehr kennen, nur noch die sprießenden Blätter sind … Continue reading

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A modern fairy tale

Once, there was a young girl, somewhere in post-communist Europe. She had only one wish, and someone told her that – if she’d only take enough off her clothes, and get lost of as much as possible that God had … Continue reading

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Give me your tired, your poor,

Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door. Oh, wait, I’ve forgot, … Continue reading

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Chaos

A symbolic picture that I took in Mannheim last year. I don’t dare to say if the Turkish government should allow Kurdish people to have their own state but the current situation is more than chaotic. And disgusting. [In Mannheim, … Continue reading

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A Day With(out)

Sunrise Avenue is on. Hollywood Hills. Maybe you’ve already been there, got stoned in the clubs of L.A. Or you hate the American Way of Life. But it’s that Finnish singer that turns you on and you turn up the … Continue reading

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Children of Terror

they live near Haifa somewhere in Wisconsin in Afghani hills, they will never share bread with their Mum during Ramadan walk down the aisle with their father during Indian Summer lit candles with their parents at Chanukka, they are children … Continue reading

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#fck

Er drückte mir eine Karte in die Hand, älter als wir beide es jemals werden können, und ging los. Ich ging in die andere Richtung. Irgendwann wollten wir uns wieder treffen; wenn die Grenzen auf der Landkarte wieder Realität geworden … Continue reading

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Polin // voyage

I haven’t written down her name but I’ll remember her story. To know that there were Poles who helped. The more I hear during this visit, it gets difficult to remember that there were German who helped as well. *** … Continue reading

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Auschwitz 29/06/2016

On our last evening in Poland, one woman speaks about her father, his time in Russia, mentioning Katowice as well. We didn’t visit Katowice, but Oswiecim. Did he go there as well? *** Before we enter Auschwitz, trouble starts. “I … Continue reading

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