(It
was just before twelve o’clock and I was hoping for a High Noon picture other
than a traffic-endangering shot through the windshield.) It was the day after
the anniversary celebrations of German reunification, 25 years ago.
The
German-German border has always been an issue in my family because of my
mother’s origin, and an aunt who had stayed ‘behind’ when my grandmother and
two of her daughters were allowed to leave the country, because she was already
married. And although I did not visit the German Democratic Republic frequently,
the few times I did certainly left quite an impression on my memory.
Walking
through the memorial site now, twenty-five years after the wall came down,
still gave me the creeps.
They were
just starting a colloquium for the opening of their new exhibition, pointing to
historical facts without which German Reunification would not have been
possible, “First gaps in the Iron Curtain”. Specifically, they were going to
talk about the Pan-European Breakfast on the Hungarian Border in August 1989.
Unfortunately,
I still had almost 600 km ahead of me and needed to get going, otherwise it
would have been really interesting to stay and listen to people who had been
there and involved.
(Of course, there were nice things to be seen there, too - the famous Trabbi, East German car, and some found art as well.
In our little
town in Bavaria,
you can find three memorials for soldiers who died in the wars of 1866 and
1871, and the two World Wars in the twentieth century.
And a third
one, which I haven’t taken a picture of.
These days
we are constantly being reminded of anniversary events with regard to war. And
yet we have wars going on all over the world. It makes me wonder – why do we
put up memorials all over the place, and yet never learn from them? Because if
look at what is going on in the world, it is obvious that all the memorials
have not led to reason, and a dedication to stop war. Everywhere.
It makes me very sad.