Ich bin ein Ausländer doch Berlin ist mein zu Hause
meine Heimat meine stadt hier kriegst du auch mal auf die Schnauze – Alpa Gun
There is a recessed walkway leading up to the side entrance of a building which bears the plaque that Albert Einstein worked here after moving to Berlin in 1914. Ehrenbergstraße 33 was also his first residence in Berlin from March until November 1914 – following his divorce he moved to the hip part of town near Fehrbelliner Platz in Wilmersdorf. He probably walked or biked up Briennerstraße 9, on his way to work, where the Ahmadis built the first mosque in 1928. I am sure he noticed a mosque going up within a five minute walk from his residence. His third residence in Berlin was in Schöneberg near Bayerisher Platz. These three residential areas – Dahlem, Wilmersdorf, Schöneberg – had a significant Jewish population. The plaque noticed that Einstein never returned to Germany after leaving on a trip to the United States in 1932. Before he left, he would have seen the rise of anti-Semitic propaganda rags of Goebbles in Berlin – Gau Berlin and Der Angriff – which operated precisely during the time that the party was banned in Berlin. In the pages of Der Angriff were the anti-Semitic cartoons of Hans Schweitzer.
My office is just a five minute walk from Ehrenbergstraße. I used to live two minutes from Fehrbelliner pltz and I live now, very near Bayerisher. As I noted in my earlier post, these are the very areas in which anti-Turkish, anti-Muslim posters have appeared. Today, I saw scores more – this time for the NPD party (Security, Rights, Order):
Have a nice flight home. Here is a better version so that you can see the cartoon – “a Turk”, a hijabi woman and “an African”.
Seeing these posters, near my place of work, near my residence, makes me angry. I seethe. They are affixed high above the ground, and I cannot pull them down, and I cannot deface them. I stand in front of them, and I see no one else stopping. Everyone just walks by. Two of these are in front of an Indian restaurant in Dahlem. The waitstaff just shrugged and told me that the elections will be over soon when I asked them about it. Berlin was their home.
As I mentioned last time, the Jewish experience in Berlin, the hatred, the killings, the deportations echoes through every step here. The spectral remainders of the lived lives which surround those of us now in Berlin, also invoke in me a deep, deep unease, and a rage when I see these posters.
Lately, I have seen some young concerts against Racism advertised and there was an anti-Nazi rally in Kreuzberg. But these posters are NOT in Kruezberg. They are NOT in Mitte. That is where the tourists may be, and that is where the press would come. The posters are in Dahlem, in Schöneberg, and this is where the rallies need to be. This is where the protests need to happen.
I don’t know how to get rallies started.