The History of sigh

So, finally we are back in Berlin. We arrived a few days ago from Istanbul, Seçkin and me. But he already has left to Amsterdam. Instead I will move to Leipzig today. In a few days I will fly to Italy after several months.
A lot of things must be said about these days. I met again Katha and Isabel, back from their 3 months trip from Greece (where I met them) to Israel. I met Ali, Angela and Müge who moved here from Istanbul only 1 month ago, and many others.
Everything is fine. On the 9th we were at “Brandenburger Tor” for the celebration of the fall of the wall (the domino was waiting to be pushed), but finally we left the place under a strong propaganda breeze and we went to the suburbs of west Berlin, under a cold hard rain, in the dark, together with maybe 2 hundreds people (checked by the police), to remember 71 years later the first pogrom against Jews. Anytime you have an anniversary, look better, there's always another one that is much more uncomfortable to remember (like september 11, same day of the coup d'etat in Chile by Pinochet). 100 thousands people celebrating the fall of the wall, 2 hundreds the first pogrom. What freedom we are talking about?
I also took some pictures, but I have some technical problems, so I will upload in the coming days.
We were also in Alexander Platz, where is set an exposition on DDR and the wall and the following unification of Germany.
While we were visiting the outdoor exposition we started some discussions with Katha and Isabel. Katha is from West Germany, Isabel from East. They both were just 2 little girls when the wall fell down.
My eyes stopped on a number: 84. 84% is the number of the eastern Germans who, after the fall of the wall, said to want as a priority the unification of East with West Germany. I said:
<<Well, if we cut from the rest 16% the old communists involved in the regime and nostalgic ones, it seems that were just a few demanding a different way>>.
Isabel argued that the question was tricky, because the people were asking a new constitution and probably a real equal unification, but if the 2 things were in alternative, like a new constitution for East Germany or the unification, then the second choice was the most important for them. Seçkin also joined the discussion 1 hour later and he said that after the approval of the new constitution in Turkey after the coup d'etat almost 90% of the people voted it but it was impossible since at least 6 millions were the “revolutionaries”, and around 40 millions the turkish citizens. This is an old story, of course, like the “plebiscito” after the unification of Italy. So, what's the reality? I mean, what those persons who were assaulting the wall on november 9 1989 in Berlin were demanding?
Full supermarkets, free passports, democracy?
Following the outdoor exposition in Alexander Platz it was not possible to get an idea. Even less possible was to get one listening to the State propaganda in Brandenburger Tor. “This is our victory”, they could say. But look and retrace the activity of those who especially in the 80ies were struggling in East Germany for the end of the regime. They were demanding democracy but it seems clear that the democracy they were demanding was not exactly this one.
Isabel told me that a few days ago she was interviewed in the street by a French radio station during a demonstration. They asked:
<<So, you are here to protest because you don't like the end of DDR..>>.
<<Well, not exactly. Those who are here are all against DDR and even if we are very young I guess at that time should have fight against it. But it was an annexation much more than an unification. Our right to define and establish our own way to democracy after gain it, was denied>>, by the hunger of the West Germany, but also by the hunger of 84% (?) of the eastern german citizens impatient to jump into the West.
I don't know, it's always the same old story. Anytime there are those who make History and those who write History. And those who write are those who got the victory, we know that.
For example, we were also to visit another exposition in Treptow, south-east district of Berlin, reporting the friendship exchange between East Germany and North Korea. Well, something under the soviet control, not a spontaneous feeling maybe. Isabel's mother also went to North Korea at that time. However, looking those pictures, seeing young Germans embracing young Koreans, I felt something very deep and strange. I thought: what other ideology nowadays can go so far? Perhaps have you ever seen pictures of young Americans embracing young Iraqis or Afghanis? Neither young Russians embracing young Afghanis at that time, that's sure, we are talking about 2 specular examples of imperialism. But the naif romantic feeling of friendship was straightly coming out from those pictures. And this made me think. But this is a minor History told only in a cold small hall, certainly not in Brandenburger Tor.
But where is the 3rd german way to democracy?
Something of it is still possible to smell in the streets and this is the typic charm of Berlin. This rebel utopia walking in the streets, behind the corners, whispering among the leaves with the cold autumn breeze, hiding in the alleys like an escaping shadow from the hanging official History, waiting not a word to be told perhaps, perhaps only a sigh. When words are longly unsuccessful, a sigh is all that we have to tell History.
Once I was thinking I have lived these days as a Berliner. It's not so, evidently. And I finished the words to tell this story. There are no more successful words to tell this story. A sigh will be enough.
ps: ah, by the way, yesterday it was 1 year since I moved to Istanbul. But this is also another story..

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