Pausenloser Einsatz. Die Mauer am Brandenburger.
Die Mauer am Checkpoint Charlie.
DDR East German street art with cosmonauts and spaceships: "friendship of CCCP and DDR." Early 1980s.
It occurs to me that I don’t believe in states or nation states or tribes. Oh, I know the laws and customs and I pay taxes and all that, but I don’t believe in the ethos of states or nation states or tribes. Maybe I'm a human being, a person first, a mortal being, one man, a global citizen, a Catholic, a libertarian socialist, a professional of sorts, an inhabitant of the 20th and 21st centuries, an environmentalist, a feminist, a thinking denizen who happens to know American English as a first language ~ and maybe I'm a little more than that. Maybe I'm a refugee, an exile. Or so it feels as I write on this Armistice Day, Remembrance Day, Veterans Day, Poppy Day, Le jour du Souvenir, El Día del Recuerdo. Above all, as they say in Emilia-Romagna: Amarcord; and in Quebec: Je me souviens ~ I remember.
How about you?
Today's Rune: Protection.