Posts Tagged ‘Berlin Wall


November 9th

tumblr_mtzkoh1tIa1ro05ruo8_1280-480x480-1A busy Monday and lots of things to finetune before leaving to London tomorrow for an important deadline. During the day I always had something buzzing in the back of my mind…is it somebody’s birthday? Am I forgetting something…?

And now I recall it. November 9th, 1989. Fall of the Berlin Wall. How could I forget the re-birth date of my favorite city, how!!

Photo: taken from berlinocacioepepe


Mauer im Kopf

We have explored countless times stretches of the Berlin Wall. Yesterday we ventured to discover another long German wall, more familiar to us: the Roman Limes, where the Wied rivers joins the Rhine, in the surroundings of Wied. It was a fast blitz, we still need to organise a proper investigation.

Still, it was a nice feeling to see hills and wineyards. It felt “so South” all of a sudden! A fabulous stretch for all “Kurven” lovers.

Photo: Limes: Wikipedia, Motorrad: own.


The ad is on the wall

One of the most beautiful advertising ever. Since we miss a bit Berlin in these days, I need a post to remind me of the strange beauty of the city. And at the time the ad was out, a bit of a spy-story on the Leibowitz photo hit the newspapers….


Good cop – bad cop

Riots in London. A woman jumping out of the window reminds me of other jumps, back in August 1961, on Bernauer Strasse. Good cops, bad cops, here it comes again.

Last week I visited the Ordnung und Vernichtung exhibition at the Deutsche Historisches Museum about the horrors perpetrated by the police during the Third Reich. And running up to the 50th anniversary of the Berlin wall we did read quite a bit about the DDR Vopos and their Schieβbefehl (order to shoot).

How much police should there be in a democratic State? Difficult question. But the question should be preceded by “how much education and opportunities are in there for citizens? is it true democracy or just a smattering of democracy?”.

In the end mistakes will always be made. The crucial thing is to learn from them. The auto-critique shown by the German Police in this extremely tough exhibition is something I’ve never seen in Italy. I’m thinking to Bolzaneto. How many of those Italian policemen fit the picture of “vocational ambition, group pressure and esprit de corps, sadism and personal gain” among those involved in the beating of peaceful protesters in Genoa?

Maybe Britain and Italy could use some auto-critique too. Critics to “the system” and “to society” wearing Adidas hoods and looting the shops are not credible and are plain criminals: order and rules are necessary. Still, justice and social justice should be the basis where to start from. In France we had the banlieues, in London Tottenham, nothing like that in Italy yet, but the ingredients are the same, oder?

Fire Photo: The Guardian


13 August 1961-2011

Fifty years ago a wall. Today, meadows…


Stacheldracht – barbed wire

RBB, the Berlin Brandenburg television, is commemorating the 50th anniversary of the Berlin wall construction. The events took place on August 13th 1961. Have a look on the tv’s website, where witnesses of that era tell how their everyday lives changed in the space of one day.

Tonight Jürgen Franke recalls how his childhood movie-going hobby abruptly ended on a Summer day.Photo: Lichtburg Kino in Gesundbrunnen, Berlin


comfort views

It’s that time of the year. The mad rush to the Christmas season. Working hours get longer and heavier. It’s the second peak, in terms of intensity, after the Spring fairs season. The rush.

The weather gets muddy. Transportation in town gets nightmarish, Rome wasn’t built for the rain, and it shows. The gradually intensifying shopping sprees clog traffic. All this adds up to much longer hours both in the traffic and in the office. The desk becomes cozier. Wintry comfort food, be it fruit, carrot cakes or cinnamon tea, shows up besides phone and laptop. To rest my eyes from too much laptop I cast a glance over the balcony to check the river Tiber’s water level.

I can see St Peter’s skyline beyond the Tiber but in this time of the year there is a moment in which I stop and get on the balcony. It’s when the starlings, come sunset, do their mad rush and their bravado on the river. Sometimes they are a magnificent graphic representation of collective intelligence. Sometimes they are desperately fending off an attack from a hunter, a falcon zooming right in the heart of the starling cloud.


It is almost midnight. It’s raining. We’re sitting on the sofa with our Macs, iPad and our cats are zooming around the house. One year ago it was raining too. We were in Berlin, together with millions of people. 9.11.1989 – 9.11.2009. What a magnificent night…

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