tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40977252898183916952024-03-05T16:03:40.836-05:00Berlinica BlogA Blog about Berlinica, the publishing company for Berlin books, movies, and music.Berlinicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01527012270925787538noreply@blogger.comBlogger211125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4097725289818391695.post-69748085173389471852023-09-28T18:27:00.001-04:002023-09-28T18:27:23.624-04:00 See us at the Brooklyn Book Festival<p> <span style="font-size: 18px;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times,baskerville,georgia,serif;">It's
this time of the year again! Berlinica Publishing will be at the
Brooklyn Book Festival, rain or shine! Actually, if it rains, there will
probably be no festival, but if anybody is there, we will be there!<br />
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The date is this upcoming Sunday, October 1st, from 10.00 am to 6pm. The Book Festival takes place at <a href="https://www.google.com/maps/place/Brooklyn+Borough+Hall/@40.6928909,-73.9950612,16z/data=!4m7!3m6!1s0x89c25a4d206a3247:0x327a1959dd0675cf!4b1!8m2!3d40.6928442!4d-73.990303!16zL20vMGdkMXMz?entry=ttu" style="color: #eb4102; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; word-wrap: break-word !important;" target="_blank">Brooklyn Borough Hall,</a> Cadman Plaza W, in downtown Brooklyn</span></span><span style="font-size: 16px;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times,baskerville,georgia,serif;"><span style="font-size: 18px;">; Subway 2/3, 4/5, A/C/F.<br />
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We will be at booth #429 with the National Writer's Union, and we will
also have leaflets at the CLMP booth # 316 & 317. You can get our
books at a discount of 50 percent or less, a once-in-a-lifetime
opportunity!<br />
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Your Publisher, Eva C. Schweitzer</span><br /> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16px;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times,baskerville,georgia,serif;"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16px;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times,baskerville,georgia,serif;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://brooklynbookfestival.org/" imageanchor="1" rel="nofollow" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="146" data-original-width="418" height="112" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1YffFSQ7rFZv2dAoIJ3xIyrEZscD5uNN4n5E8cmsU5XZKhNGx8Hg3YL5UndLZqV7s3TbD3CZ7jbOPRmsPD1kkJJzORoWFynVej0TPVE1FITQOd22Guh-0MSqc00mVe6WXoXtMfYfEnbS4L91Mha7wHlVwH6iDrWv4FCTOlQUrjrmxs60qsYMC5rvRnWQ/s320/Screen%20Shot%202023-09-28%20at%2017.51.55.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">www.berlinica.com</div>Berlinicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01527012270925787538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4097725289818391695.post-75000024903938429152021-01-09T12:20:00.001-05:002021-01-09T12:21:45.908-05:00One Life and Three Biographies<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> Today, on January 9, 131 years ago, Kurt Tucholsky was born, the famed German Jewish journalist, satirist, poet, novelist, and playwright. The staunch pacifist was a witness to the Weimar Republic and the rise of the Nazis. Here is his — not entirely serious — biography, from the book <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/berlin--berlin--dispatches.html" target="_blank"><i>Berlin! Berlin! Dispatches from the Weimar Republic.</i></a><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Three Biographies</b></span><br /><br />Peter Panter, <i>Die Weltbühne</i>, June 1, 1926</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">“You’re the unborn Peter Panter?” asked the Good Lord, stroking his white beard, which was flecked with gray here and there. I was a bright blob floating in my test tube; I hopped up and down in affirmation. “You have three options,” the Heavenly Father said, squashing a bedbug in infinite benevolence as it scurried across his wrist. “Three options. Please consider each one and tell me which you choose. We’re particularly interested in not favoring either party in the current dispute between Determinists and Indeterminists. You figure out up here what you’d like to be someday; down there you won’t be able to do anything about it. If you please. . .” The Old Man held a large box lid up to the tube, on which I read:<br /><br />I<br />“Peter Panter (1st Draft). Born on April 15, 1889, son of poor but well sanitized parents, in Stettin on Lasztownia Island. Father: Given to quarterly episodes of binge drinking, with five quarters each year. Mother: Subscribes to the <i>Berliner Lokal-Anzeiger</i>. Studies veterinary medicine in Hannover and becomes a municipally licensed exterminator in Halle in 1912. Two wives: Annemarie Prellwitz, classy, in flannel, with her hair in buns (1919–1924); Ottilie Mann, meticulous, proper, tremendously fertile, in balloon cloth (1925–1937). Four sons; then acquires a German Persian rug. 1931: Cleans Hermann Bahr’s beard; Bahr survives, and P. converts to Catholicism. Summoned to Vienna in June, 1948, to eradicate the bedbugs accumulating at the <i>Neues Wiener Journal</i>’s cultural desk. When the operation naturally fails, exterminator P. becomes depressed. In this state of mind, attends a Keyserling lecture on April 20, 1954. Dies: April 21. Panter departs from life, with the consolation of the Catholic Church, immediately after voraciously devouring a bowl of matzo balls. Burial weather: partly cloudy with a light southeasterly wind. Headstone (designed by Paul Westheim): 100.30 marks; marble price: 100 marks. Forever cherished in our thoughts: eight months.”<br />“Well?” asked the Almighty God.<br />“Hmm. . .” I said. And read on: <br /><br />II<br />“Peter Panter (2nd Draft). Born May 8, 1891, eldest son of senior civil servant Panter and his wife Gertrud, née Hauser. The premature child is so hard of hearing in his left ear as a young boy that he already seems destined for a career in justice. Joins the fraternity corps, in which a certain Niedner is an alum—” God Almighty made the sign of the swastika. I continued to read: “—and soon adopts the properly boorish behavior expected in such circles. 1918: War assessor, just in time for the Kaiser’s birthday. Swears eternal loyalty to him. 1919: Junior assistant to the state commissioner of public policy; State Commissioner Weismann, in accordance with traditional Prussian frugality, does not sit in an armchair but remains on a wooden bench day and night. District Court Councilor P. achieves great things for the Republic and its president. Swears him eternal loyalty. Participates in the Kapp Putsch in 1920, advises Kapp in judicial matters and swears eternal loyalty to him. Panter’s frequent swearing calls attention to the talented jurist, and he is transferred to the post of chief legal counsel to the Reichswehr. Meanwhile, Rathenau is murdered, and the Republic imposes a constitutional court on itself, in which decisions are made without due process. Transfers there as judge; sprains his arm signing jail sentences for Communists in 1924. No funeral is held, as a German judge is irremovable and can still fulfill the duties of his office even after death.”<br />“How could anyone sink so low?” the Good Lord asked. I, meanwhile, had crept to the bottom of the test tube. I wagged my little tail, and God Almighty correctly guessed “No,” made the sign of the Star of David, and held up number. . . <br /><br />III<br />“Peter Panter (3rd Draft). Born January 9, 1890, in Berlin, with gigantic nostrils. His Aunt Berta looked in his cradle and said so immediately. Succeeds with minimal effort in becoming a decent man, then falls into the clutches of publisher S.J., who employs him in a variety of tasks; at the beginning of their acquaintance, P. writes articles and poems, and after just fifteen years, he’s allowed to put stamps on letters on his own and execute other important clerical tasks. January 19, 1913: Contracts with the publisher for a monthly honorarium. December 8, 1936: Notice of first installment. Assumes the pseudonyms Max Jungnickel, Mark Twain, Waldemar Bonsels, and Fritz von Unruh. Can never convince anyone that there’s more than one author behind these names. Painted in oil by Professor Liebermann; gives him a Paul Klee original in return, though Liebermann doesn’t eat it up. S.J. bequeaths Panter his son; P. knocks large holes in the expensive heirloom’s head in the very first week and doesn’t handle him very gently in other ways either. Dies on July 4, 1976, while attempting to tear the publisher back out of his grave.”<br />“Well?” the Good Lord asked.<br />“Hmm,” I said again, “Can’t we combine all three biographies? Maybe I could be the son of a senior civil servant, and exterminator at the Weltbühne. . .” <br />“Hurry up!” Father God said sternly, “I don’t have much time. I’m presiding over three field services at ten o’clock: Poles versus the Germans, Germans versus the Poles, and the Italians versus everyone else. I must go be with my peoples. So choose.”<br />And so I chose.<br /><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="“You’re the unborn Peter Panter?” asked the Good Lord, stroking his white beard, which was flecked with gray here and there. I was a bright blob floating in my test tube; I hopped up and down in affirmation. “You have three possibilities,” the Heavenly Father said, squashing a bedbug in infinite benevolence as it scurried across his wrist. “Three possibilities. Please consider each one and tell me which you choose. We’re particularly interested in not favoring either party in the current dispute between Determinists and Indeterminists. You figure out up here what you’d like to be someday; down there you won’t be able to do anything about it. If you please. . .” The Old Man held a large box lid up to the tube, on which I read: I “Peter Panter (1st Draft). Born on April 15, 1889, son of poor but well sanitized parents, in Stettin on Lasztownia Island. Father: Given to quarterly episodes of binge drinking, with five quarters each year. Mother: Subscribes to the Berliner Lokal-Anzeiger. Studies veterinary medicine in Hannover and becomes a municipally licensed exterminator in Halle in 1912. Two wives: Annemarie Prellwitz, classy, in flannel, with her hair in buns (1919–1924); Ottilie Mann, meticulous, proper, tremendously fertile, in balloon cloth (1925–1937). Four sons; then acquires a German Persian rug. 1931: Cleans Hermann Bahr’s beard; Bahr survives, and P. converts to Catholicism. Summoned to Vienna in June, 1948, to eradicate the bedbugs accumulating at the Neues Wiener Journal’s cultural desk. When the operation naturally fails, exterminator P. becomes depressed. In this state of mind, attends a Keyserling lecture on April 20, 1954. Dies: April 21. Panter departs from life, with the consolation of the Catholic Church, immediately after voraciously devouring a bowl of matzo balls. Burial weather: partly cloudy with a light southeasterly wind. Headstone (designed by Paul Westheim): 100.30 marks; marble price: 100 marks. Forever cherished in our thoughts: eight months.” “Well?” asked the Almighty God. “Hmm. . .” I said. And read on: II “Peter Panter (2nd Draft). Born May 8, 1891, eldest son of senior civil servant Panter and his wife Gertrud, née Hauser. The premature child is so hard of hearing in his left ear as a young boy that he already seems destined for a career in justice. Joins the fraternity corps, in which a certain Niedner is an alum—” God Almighty made the sign of the swastika. I continued to read: “—and soon adopts the properly boorish behavior expected in such circles. 1918: War assessor, just in time for the Kaiser’s birthday. Swears eternal loyalty to him. 1919: Junior assistant to the state commissioner of public policy; State Commissioner Weismann, in accordance with traditional Prussian frugality, does not sit in an armchair but remains on a wooden bench day and night. District Court Councilor P. achieves great things for the Republic and its president. Swears him eternal loyalty. Participates in the Kapp Putsch in 1920, advises Kapp in judicial matters and swears eternal loyalty to him. Panter’s frequent swearing calls attention to the talented jurist, and he is transferred to the post of chief legal counsel to the Reichswehr. Meanwhile, Rathenau is murdered, and the Republic imposes a constitutional court on itself, in which decisions are made without due process. Transfers there as judge; sprains his arm signing jail sentences for Communists in 1924. No funeral is held, as a German judge is irremovable and can still fulfill the duties of his office even after death.” “How could anyone sink so low?” the Good Lord asked. I, meanwhile, had crept to the bottom of the test tube. I wagged my little tail, and God Almighty correctly guessed “No,” made the sign of the Star of David, and held up number. . . III “Peter Panter (3rd Draft). Born January 9, 1890, in Berlin, with gigantic nostrils. His Aunt Berta looked in his cradle and said so immediately. Succeeds with minimal effort in becoming a decent man, then falls into the clutches of publisher S.J., who employs him in a variety of tasks; at the beginning of their acquaintance, P. writes articles and poems, and after just fifteen years, he’s allowed to put stamps on letters on his own and execute other important clerical tasks. January 19, 1913: Contracts with the publisher for a monthly honorarium. December 8, 1936: Notice of first installment. Assumes the pseudonyms Max Jungnickel, Mark Twain, Waldemar Bonsels, and Fritz von Unruh. Can never convince anyone that there’s more than one author behind these names. Painted in oil by Professor Liebermann; gives him a Paul Klee original in return, though Liebermann doesn’t eat it up. S.J. bequeaths Panter his son; P. knocks large holes in the expensive heirloom’s head in the very first week and doesn’t handle him very gently in other ways either. Dies on July 4, 1976, while attempting to tear the publisher back out of his grave.” “Well?” the Good Lord asked. “Hmm,” I said again, “Can’t we combine all three biographies? Maybe I could be the son of a senior civil servant, and exterminator at the Weltbühne. . .” “Hurry up!” Father God said sternly, “I don’t have much time. I’m presiding over three field services at ten o’clock: Poles versus the Germans, Germans versus the Poles, and the Italians versus everyone else. I must go be with my peoples. So choose.” And so I chose." style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="420" data-original-width="272" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEkrvG6zcTgwYSS8KKyvaJc-Xru5GbznriBFJzq9ir4BmxdIy67ccdUhhezl0gdyOP5J_CyHZ5QOqAar8vnCFxFU4_RWdVJZW-hAqm68YqTTsFc16U_bqu_nrrvzL7yXvn1MN1O1NG5Y/w259-h400/Tucho+Berlin.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">www.berlinica.com</div>Berlinicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01527012270925787538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4097725289818391695.post-28664205061578080802020-12-21T19:52:00.005-05:002020-12-21T20:09:06.986-05:00A Lonely Death in Sweden 85 Years Ago<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span>Kurt
Tucholsky, born in Berlin into a Jewish family, was one of the most
famous writers, journalists, and satirists of the Weimar Republic. 85
years ago today, he took his own life in Swedish exile where he had fled
to in 1932 already.<br />
<br />
He knew what was coming.<br />
<br />
Without an audience, or influence, too depressed to write, and out of
money, he overdosed on sleeping pills. His then-girlfriend Gertrude
Meyer — or rather, one of his two girlfriends — found him. He was rushed
to the hospital where he died the next day. He left three letters to his
girlfriends and to his second wife, Mary Gerold, whom he made his sole
heir. It was Mary who resurrected his work after 1945.<br />
<br />
Tucholsky was a tragic, contradictory figure; very gifted, a brilliant
writer, liked by his friends, hated by the ones he trashed
mercilessly, funny and entertaining, well-read and well-traveled. But he
had trouble staying in a longer relationship. Both of his marriages —
and quite a few courtships before, during, and after them — ended in
divorce. He loved France where he lived for years, but France would not
take him in after the Nazis came to power.<br />
<br />
He did not pledge alliance to any party. He flirted with Communism, but
was never willing to toe the party line. He wore fine suits and liked to
dine well. He spent most his life criticizing the Social Democrats. He
belittled the Conservatives and he despised the Nazis. Naturally, he was
among the first ten authors whose books were burned in 1933 at the
Opernplatz in Berlin, together with Karl Marx and Sigmund Freud.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">Here is a story from the book <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/hereafter.html" target="_blank"><i>Hereafter</i></a>, where Tucholsky muses about the afterlife.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“I Did Not Pass away without a Trace. Except—”</b></span><br /> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times;">What time …?”—but his hand was already flopping back down. “Oh,” he said. I smiled. When I noticed the expression in his eyes, I straightened my laugh lines again.<br />“No time,” he whispered. “Still getting used to the fact that there’s no time anymore. Yes, the good old apriorist … ”<br />I diverged. “Down there, did you picture time geometrically too?” I asked.<br />“No, how … ?” he said.<br />“Like you were living forward in space,” I replied. “Like you could slide back and forth in space-time, forward and backward, playing with everything in space: when someone appears back there, he’s small; when he comes toward us, he gets bigger, and then his form diminishes, disappears—you know?”<br />“Not really,” he said.<br />“No?” I asked. “It’s like this: <br />“The little house I used to live in is standing still. Now it starts moving. At night, when we can’t sleep, we can hear what it’s doing. It’s traveling through time. It’s moving forward so fast that the water of time froths up high in front, off its bow; the house splits time, which flows to the right and left of it, whooshing by all around, and we’re lying in our little bedrooms, carried along, helpless, powerless, ever onward. Now and then a hand slides off the bed, dangling limply, and moving—backward? There is no backward. Sometimes the sleeper flinches in the face of what’s yet to come—but it’s all riding along with him. Premonitions don’t help. When you wake up early in the morning, the house has already stopped somewhere else.”<br />“Yeah, I did feel something like that,” he said. “No one’s very happy about it though.”<br />“No,” I said. “No one’s very happy about it. In the end, you’re left with the vague sensation of a host of impressions; it would be fun if you could hit fast-forward and the whole life you’re doomed to live came thundering down all at once. But you couldn’t do that.”<br />“Did you long to … to come here?” he asked.<br />“Often,” I said. “I was hungry every livelong day. Hungry for money, then hungry for women, then, when that subsided, hungry for stillness. So hungry for tranquility. And more: hungry for completion. Not having to—not having to travel through time.”<br />“You pass away without a trace,” he said.<br />“No,” I said, “you don’t pass away without a trace. No, I’m not talking about monuments—that’s ridiculous. And I know what you’re about to say: immortal works. Please … No, something else. I left something there—yes, I did leave something there.”<br />“What?” he asked, somewhat ironically.<br />“I left something for the things,” I said. “Since that day when I saw the ancient piano player in Paris, who my father had seen twenty years earlier in Cologne. He was still playing the same pieces, that wandering virtuoso—the very same ones. And I felt like my dead father was speaking through him. And I told the things something as well. I sent my regards through many things that have endured longer than you and I. I attached a greeting here and a wreath there, a curse here and a defensive silence there … and as I did, I noticed that the things were already full of similar greetings from those who had passed away. Almost every one of them had held onto matter, left traces behind; when you roamed by, pleas, supplications, curses, and blessings rained down from those things that people say are dead. I did not pass away without a trace. Except—”<br />“Except what?” he asked.<br />“Except people are illiterate,” I said, “They can’t read it.”<br />He looked at me and touched the place where his wristwatch used to be. “Come on,” he said, “Let’s go have that afternoon coffee.”<br /><br /><i>Die Weltbühne, </i>January 19, 1926<br /><br /></span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.berlinica.com/hereafter.html" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="420" data-original-width="263" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8kASiCllrFhHIj-KiQLQyriuIkIANYwNyNU85Yo9EueroGLkBX4AQlq5yZ1iJfFL7d2TqNirdoBrw3F7m_sYeVhEepa3L4R9x1qmKRvFi666Asuuyx_jTLBGUtEWSUAMLz2-mCUwz9M/w400-h640/Tucho+Hereafter.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><pre style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: monospace, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman", times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </b></span></pre><pre style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: monospace, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman", times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Hereafter<br />Author: Kurt Tucholsky<br />Translator: Cindy Opitz</b></span></pre><pre style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: monospace, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman", times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Preface: William Grimes<br />Hardcover, 96 pages, 25 Photos<br />Genre: Short Stories<br />Dimensions: 5'' x 8''<br /></b></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman", times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman", times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">ISBN: 978-1-935902-89-8</b></span></b></span></pre><pre style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: monospace, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman", times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman", times, serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></b></span>Suggested Retail $14.95 / 12,00 €<br /><br /></b></span><br /></pre><p><br /> <br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">www.berlinica.com</div>Berlinicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01527012270925787538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4097725289818391695.post-57489050084123273822020-11-21T12:17:00.006-05:002020-11-21T22:10:17.530-05:00Wunderbare Fahrten und Abenteuer der kleinen Dott<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Wer wollte nicht immer schon auf dem
Rücken eines Reihers über eine Landschaft voller glitzernder blauer Seen, alter
Schlösser und dunkler Wälder fliegen, in denen Elfen und Elliken leben?
Oder einen Kobold im Feuer sehen, der einem die Krone des Schlangenkönigs
verspricht, sich von Frau Harke drei magische Grashalme schenken lassen oder in die Zeit zurückreisen, um die Leipziger Messe, die ersten Deiche der Elbe oder die Silesier zu sehen, die vor tausend Jahren nach Breslau gewandert sind?</span><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Natürlich geht das nicht wirklich, aber
nun gibt es ein Buch dazu: "Wunderbare Fahrten und Abenteuer der kleinen
Dott", von Tamara Ramsay. Es ist ein Abenteuer- und Entwicklungsroman im
Reich der Sagen und der Fantasie, der die Leser durch Deutschland und weit zurück in
die deutsche Geschichte führt. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Die Heldin ist ein zwölfjähriges
Mädchen, die kleine Dott, die zwischen den beiden Weltkriegen in einem Dorf bei
Berlin lebt. Als Dott sich hinausschleicht, um das Lagerfeuer der
Mittsommernacht zu sehen, fällt die Blüte einer magischen Pflanze, die Rennefarre, in ihre
Schuhe. Dadurch wird sie unsichtbar und kann mit Tieren und magischen
Kreaturen sprechen. Und gelegentlich wird sie in die Vergangenheit
zurückversetzt.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Auf dem Rücken von Gurian, dem Reiher,
und Cornix, der Krähe, fliegt sie über das Land und erlebt Abenteuer, von denen
andere nur träumen können. Sie spricht mit Friedrich dem Großen in Potsdam, wird Zeugin der Tempelritter an der Grenze zu Polen, betet mit der heiligen Herzogin Hedwig
von Schlesien, gerät mit dem Berggeist Rübezahl aneinander, begegnet Elfen und
Kobolden und erlebt den Einmarsch von Napoleon in Dresden. Und sie rettet Klaus in Berlin, einen Jungen, der von einem Wassernix in
der Spree verzaubert wurde.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Die drei Bücher, die sich an Jugendliche
im Alter von 10 bis 16 Jahren richten, sind jetzt im
Berlinica-Verlag neu erschienen, mit den Originalzeichnungen und Umschlägen von Alfred Seidel,
die lange Zeit verschollen waren. Die
drei Bände sind leicht gekürzt, ohne etwas von ihrem Inhalt zu verlieren. Die Sprache wurde behutsam modernisiert. Das Buch fördert die
Freundschaft und Verständigung zwischen Kulturen und Völkern, und den Schutz der Tiere.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><i><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><i><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Wunderbare Fahrten und Abenteuer der
kleinen Dott </span></i><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">sind überall </span><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">erhältlich, wo es Bücher gibt. Buchhändler bekommen sie von der GVA in Göttingen, von Libri und KNV. In den USA ist die Soft-Cover-Version auf Amazon und bald auch auf Barnesandnoble.com erhältlich.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.berlinica.com/die-kleine-dott.html" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="1300" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6xZYOFa9Md54VT6y_qgQeyJhKMlsBq5qkZlDuxF1zYKvw_3gkhWkUz8s76DiQ5WcsaXmTwZFL_o7yTnVwYFgDdi0HjichzPjGEQVRxZcXNKUCJm1ftvHvdThCO2kwxK16HanVTo6pmmA/w640-h315/Dott-CoverAll-Consulate.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><br /><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span></p>
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</b><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">ISBN Band 2: 978-3-96026-037-0</span></b></p><b>
</b><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">ISBN Band 3: 978-3-96026-038-7</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">USA:</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><span lang="DE" style="mso-ansi-language: DE; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">
</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">ISBN Band 1: <span style="color: black;">978-3-96026-044-8</span></span></b></p><b>
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</b><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">ISBN Band 3: <span style="color: black;">978-3-96026-046-2</span></span></b></p>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica neue,helvetica,sans-serif;">May 8, 1945: The Red Army marches into Berlin; World War II is over in Europe. They bring photographers with them, Among them were Mark Redkin and Jewgenij Chaldej.The latter took the iconic photographs of the Red Flag flying over the Reichstag and the Brandenburg Gate. But the photographers also captured images of shelled rubble, rotting corpses, and lost children, heart-wrenching photographs, most never seen before, of Berlin after World War II. They reveal a city in ruins and were taken when half of its five million inhabitants had left or been killed and hundreds of thousands of refugees from the East were stranded among its bombed-out buildings.<br /><br />The Soviets ruled Berlin for two months before being joined in July 1945 by American, British, and French troops. At that point, the corpses had been buried, the fires quenched, and the Red Cross had set up soup kitchens. The pictures ended up in the archives of <em>Berliner Zeitung</em>, licensed by the Soviet Military Administration (SMAD) just two weeks after the capitulation of Berlin, followed by the tabloid <em>BZ am Abend</em>. The SMAD also had its own army paper, <em>Tägliche Rundschau</em>. The papers printed these photos taken by Soviet soldiers, along with photos taken by Germans, most notably Otto Donath. Born in Berlin in 1898, Donath died there in 1971, after a long career as a gifted photographer.<br /><br />The image archives were located on the second floor, where the photos—many rumpled, stained, scratched, and printed on pulpy, low-quality paper—were stored in drawers on long rows of metal shelving. Eventually, they were forgotten. In 1989, the Berlin Wall was torn down. One day in the 1990s, Peter Kroh, then photo editor of the <em>BZ am Abend</em>— meanwhile renamed <em>Berliner Kurier</em>—had a look in those drawers. Kroh sifted through thousands of photos, many of them not properly categorized or credited. Nevertheless, Kroh knew that he had found a treasure trove and soon decided to publish them in a book. This turned into the English-language book <em>Berlin 1945</em>, The author of the text is Dr. Michael Brettin, managing editor of the Sunday issue of <em>Berliner Kurier</em>. It is part of the history of World War II that has never been shared before in America.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Many of you celebrate the women in your lives (or the women you admire) during International Women's Day on March 8.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />But did you know that the origins of this global day of observance can be at least partially traced back to German women?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />The earliest Women's Day was held in New York City in 1909 in concurrence with an 11-week strike for women's rights, but it wasn't until 1910 that other countries got involved. In August of that year, an International Socialist Women's Conference was organized in Copenhagen, Denmark.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">During this meeting, German Socialists Luise Zietz, Clara Zetkin and Käte Duncker advocated for the establishment of an annual Women's Day. They had been inspired by the American observance during the prior year. "When the men are silent, it is our duty to raise our voices on behalf of our ideals," Zetkin said.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />One year later, on March 19, 1911, the world's first International Women's Day was marked, with participating countries including Austria, Denmark, Germany, and Switzerland (the United States held its observance on a different day). Women in Europe took to the streets with posters and signs, advocating for their right to vote and hold office, among other topics.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />Although several women played a role in the establishment of International Women's Day, Zetkin is perhaps the most well-known. Zetkin was active in the Social Democratic Party of Germany, the Independent Social Democratic Party of Germany and later the Communist Party of Germany, which she represented during the Weimar Republic from 1920 to 1933.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />Although the roots of International Women's Day were tied to socialism, the day of observance has evolved over time. This changed when the United Nations began celebrating the day in the year 1975 (the "International Women's Year"). Two years later, the UN General Assembly invited all of its member states to declare March 8 as the UN Day for women's rights.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />At the German Embassy in Washington, we have many wonderful women in leadership positions - including our very own German Ambassador, Emily Haber!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />To celebrate Women's History Month, a group of us will be running a 5K on the National Mall this weekend, alongside our EU colleagues and American friends. Called the "Her Story 5K", this run recognizes the accomplishments of women across the world. Take a look at the articles in this week's edition of TWIG to read more about some of the women who have changed the world we live in today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This is Rosa Luxemburg, also an early icon of the Women's Movement. The picture is from the book: <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/harold-poor-on-kurt-tucholsky.html" target="_blank">Kurt Tucholsky: The Short Fat Berliner Who Tried to Stop A Catastrophe With A Typewriter</a>, by Harold L. Poor, about the Weimar Republic. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Germany is celebrating its so-called "Fünfte Jahreszeit" ("Fifth Season"), which is a reference to Carnival! The Fifth Season officially began on November 11 at 11:11 a.m., but in actuality, Carnival's events take place during one week in February with highlights including Fat Thursday and Rose Monday.<br /><br />On February 20, Germans celebrated "Weiberfastnacht" (Fat Thursday), which marks the last Thursday before Lent. In the Rhineland - which is where Carnival is celebrated most intensely – work often ends before noon and people wear costumes out on the streets and in local bars.<br /><br />But men who wear ties on Weiberfastnacht need to be prepared: one of Germany's unique Carnival traditions is that women cut off men's ties with scissors on Fat Thursday, leaving them with nothing but a stump. After all, Weiberfastnacht means "women's carnival night", and this ritual allows them to symbolically strip men of their statuses.<br /><br />But the biggest celebration of Carnival is still to come next week on "Rosenmontag" (Rose Monday) - a day marked with large parades and street parties. An estimated 1.5 million people watch the Rosenmontag parade in Cologne each year. Although Rose Monday celebrations take place in Germany, Austria, Switzerland, and Belgium, the region with the heaviest celebrations is the Rhineland, particularly in the major cities along the Rhine. The southern part of the Rhineland, however, has its own unique tradition called "Fastnacht", which comes with its own unique customs. Be sure to read about the history of Carnival in this week's edition of TWIG! A number of us are going to be celebrating Carnival tonight - and maybe some of you are, as well!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Are you passionate about skiing or snowboarding? Well, so are Germans! In fact, Germany has more skiers than any other country in Europe, with more than 14.6 million Germans partaking in the sport.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br />Archeological research suggests that ski-like objects date back to 6000 BC, used primarily as tools to cross frozen wetlands and marshes in the wintertime. But recreational skiing is a much more recent activity.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />In the 1700s, the Norwegian army held competitions where soldiers would learn how to shoot while skiing. Those races were the precursors to skiing as an Olympic sport. And it didn't take long for it to spread through Europe. Downhill skiing gained popularity in the 1800s and in 1924, the first Winter Olympics were held in Chamonix, France and featured cross-country skiing.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />In 1936, downhill skiing was included for the first time in the Winter Olympics, held in Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany. Soon thereafter, people began constructing chair lifts and ski resorts, which caused recreational skiing to grow in popularity - especially in the 1950s and 60s.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />Today, Germany has about 700 ski resorts, 1,384 ski lifts and 864 miles of slopes, making it a perfect wintertime destination for ski lovers. Many of these lie in the mountainous state of Bavaria. But other regions of Germany - including the Ore Mountains in Saxony - also have their share of winter sports destinations. With that being said, we hope you have a great weekend, potentially on the slopes!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kurt Tucholsky's first novel <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/rheinsberg.html" target="_blank"><i>Rheinsberg</i></a> takes place in a small town of the same name north of Berlin with </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">tinder houses, cobblestone streets, and an old castle</span>. The author, who calls himself Wolfgang, spends a weekend in August 1911 at a lakeside hotel </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">with his girlfriend Claire</span>. Not much is happening in this lighthearted story, but the two young lovers, strolling the town, have a lot of fun.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Claire's real name was Else Weil. She was a medical student from Berlin who would soon become one of Germany's first female doctors. She would also marry Tucholsky but keep working, very unusual at this time. But the marriage with Tucholsky, the unruly spirit and literary genius who had his eyes already set on this second wife Mary Gerold would not last.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In 1933, when the Nazis came to power, Tucholsky, who was Jewish, fled to Sweden. Two years later, stranded without money and without a long-term residency permit and guilt-ridded about his bad choices about the women in his life, he killed himself.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The same year, Else Weil lost permission to practice medicine. She worked as a nanny for her cousin, who took her in. In 1938, after Kristallnacht, she fled to the Netherlands and then to Paris. Here, she met Friedrich Epstein, also a refugee from Nazi Germany. After the Wehrmacht conquered Paris, they escaped to the — yet unoccupied — south of France. They were rounded up by Vichy authorities, locked up in the concentration camps of Gurs and Les Milles.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In 1942, Else was brought to Drancy, on the outskirts of Paris. She was deported to Auschwitz in September of the same year. Her recorded date of death is December 31, 1942. She was fifty-three years old. Epstein died in Auschwitz one year later.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This is the day we remember the liberation of Auschwitz. But let's also remember a young woman, full of life and compassion, who was made immortal by a weekend-long summer vacation in a small town, with a castle, and a lake, and a lover long gone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Berlinica is proud to publish <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/hinkemann.html" target="_blank"><i>Hinkemann</i></a>, a drama written by the late German playwright Ernst Toller. The book, set in post-WWI Germany is the first in a series on German dramas translated into English.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This Saturday, there will be a dramatic reading at the art gallery <a href="http://www.lichtundfire.com/category/news/" target="_blank">Lichtandfire</a>, in Downtown Manhattan. The translator, Mr. Peter Wortsman, will be present.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Date: Saturday, January 25, 2020 at 6:30 PM – 8:30 PM EST</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Like Eugene Hinkemann, the main character of his play, Ernst Toller had enlisted in the Kaiser’s army in World War I. And like Hinkemann, he witnessed the horrors of war and got seriously wounded. In 1919, Toller embraced revolutionary change and joined the leadership of the short-lived Bavarian Soviet Republic. He was tried for treason and sentenced to five years. In prison, he completed several of his best plays, including Hinkemann. He established his reputation as one of the foremost German dramatists in the tradition of Jakob Lenz, Georg Büchner, and the young Bertolt Brecht. High profile persona non grata in 1933 when the Nazis came to power, Toller fled to London. Convinced that the world as he knew it had succumbed to the forces of darkness, he took his own life in 1939 in New York.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>About Ernst Toller:</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ernst Toller was a playwright, born in the Province of Posen in 1893, then part of Prussia, today under Polish dominion. Upon hearing of the outbreak of World War I in 1914, Ernst Toller, who had been studying law in Grenoble, rushed home to enlist in the Kaiser’s army. But after witnessing the horrors of war firsthand, getting seriously wounded, and suffering a complete physical and psychological collapse, he was disabused of his youthful nationalist political leanings and embraced revolutionary change. In 1919 he joined the leadership of the short-lived Bavarian Soviet Republic in Munich, serving six days as its president, before being captured, tried for treason, and sentenced to five years in prison.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Toller applied the imposed “leisure” of his incarceration in the German prison Niederschönenfeld, 1921-1922, to the completion of several of his best known plays, including Hinkemann, establishing his reputation as one of the foremost young German dramatists at a time when Bertolt Brecht was still a virtual unknown. It was, however, only following his release from prison in 1925 that he got to see his plays performed. Conceived in the German theatrical tradition of Jakob Michael Reinhold Lenz’s Die Soldaten (The Soldiers) and Georg Büchner’s Woyzeck, Toller’s devastating tragedy Hinkemann is a painfully poetic plaidoyer for the overlooked vision and voice of the victim.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Given his notoriety, his Jewish ancestry, political position, and avant-garde artistic stance made him an immediate high profile persona non grata in 1933 when the Nazis came to power. Toller fled to London, went on a lecture tour to the U.S. in 1936, and tried to make a go of it in Los Angeles, where he took an unsuccessful stab at screenwriting. Moving to New York City, he joined a group of like-minded literary émigrés, including Klaus and Erika Mann, the son and daughter of Thomas Mann, both writers in their own right. Though two of his plays were staged in English, they were not well received. Dispirited, despondent upon learning that his brother and sister had been sent to a concentration camp, and convinced that the world as he knew it had succumbed to the forces of darkness, Toller was found dead by hanging, a presumed suicide, in Manhattan in his room at the Hotel Mayflower on May 22, 1939.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Peter Wortsman is the author of two stage plays, Burning Words, premiered in 2006 by the Hampshire Shakespeare Company at the Northampton Center for the Arts, MA., and in 2014 in German translation by the ensemble of the Kulturhaus Osterfeld, in Pforzheim, Germany; and The Tattooed Man Tells All, premiered by the Silverthorne Theater in Greenfield, MA, in 2018. He is the author of three books of short fiction, A Modern Way To Die (1991), Footprints in Wet Cement (2017), and Stimme und Atem/Out of the Breath, Out of Mind, a bilingual German-English</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">collection, forthcoming in 2019; a travel memoir, Ghost Dance in Berlin, A Rhapsody in Gray (2013); a novel, Cold Earth Wanderers (2014); and a work of nonfiction, The Caring Heirs of Dr. Samuel Bard, forthcoming in 2019. His critically acclaimed translations from German into English include Posthumous Papers of a Living Author, by Robert Musil, now in its third edition (1988, 2005, 2009); and Tales of the German Imagination, From the Brothers Grimm to Ingeborg Bachmann (2013), an anthology which he also edited and annotated; and Konundrum. Selected Prose of Franz Kafka (2016). Recipient of a 2014 Independent Publishers Book Award (IPPY), he was a fellow of the Fulbright Foundation (1973), the Thomas J. Watson Foundation (1974), and a Holtzbrinck Fellow at the American Academy in Berlin (2010).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The year 2020 marks the 30th anniversary of German reunification, which we will celebrate and reflect upon in October. This year also marks the 250th anniversary of Ludwig van Beethoven’s birth year. Although we don’t know the actual date of his birth, we know that the German composer was born in Bonn and baptized on December 17, 1770. And due to his worldwide influence and contributions, the German government declared Beethoven a “matter of national importance” in 2016 and established funding for the 2020 anniversary celebrations.<br /><br />Throughout the year, Germany will host a number of events in honor of Beethoven, with some of the biggest ones taking place in Bonn – the city of his birth. As the epicenter of the anniversary celebrations, Bonn will host more than 300 events in honor of the composer. Throughout Germany, there will be around 1,000 concerts, opera performances, festivals and exhibitions surrounding Beethoven.<br /><br />But the celebrations don’t end in Germany; Beethoven’s influence can be seen worldwide, and many other countries – including the US – are honoring him throughout the year.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />Beethoven is most famous for his nine symphonies, which have been called the cornerstones of Western civilization. His two most famous ones are the Fifth Symphony and the Ninth Symphony. Although his early years were spent in Germany, he eventually studied in Vienna under Mozart and Haydn and called the city his home. The city of Vienna is preparing to mark the 200th anniversary of his death in the year 2027.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Happy New Year, everybody! This is 2020, and so the Golden Twenties begin ... anew! (or so I hope). The era of music, dance, cabaret, movies, sex, and booze.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Speaking of the Twenties; Kurt Tucholsky, the most famous German Jewish journalist and satirist to write about them would be turning 130 years in January 2020, were he still alive. To celebrate the occasion, Berlinica teamed up with the Projektraum Kurt-Kurt, an art installation space in the house where Tucholsky was actually born, in Berlin-Moabit, at Lübecker Strasse 13.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">On the occasion of the birthday, on January 10 — or, actually, one day after the birthday — Professor Ian King, the Chairman of the Tucholsky Foundation will give a talk about Tucholsky — in English — read from his books, and also take questions (as will I). There will be wine and cake, and the opportunity to get Tucholsky's books, in English, but also in German.</span><br />
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<span aria-live="polite" class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption">This day today in 1935, Kurt Tucholsky killed himself in Swedish exile. The famed writer, journalist, poet, and satirist, an early warner of the Nazis, took an overdose of sleeping pills in December 212, 1935.
He was convinced the Nazis would rule Germany for some time to come;
they had cut off his income by burning and o<span class="text_exposed_show">utlawing his books; the Swedish government did not him a permanent visa, and he was also chronically ill. This is the last letter he wrote to his estranged (ex)-wife; Mary Tucholsky (whom he called Mala or Meli),
documented by his biographer Harold L. Poor in <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/harold-poor-on-kurt-tucholsky.html" target="_blank"><i>Kurt Tucholsky. The Short Fat Berliner Who Tried to Stop A Catastrophe With A Typewriter</i></a>. Tucholsky called himself Nungo in his letters to Mary. The letter was translated by Harry Zohn and re-translated for the new edition of this book by Kemery Dunn. I will add a picture of
Tucholsky as a child.<br /> <br /> Want to take His hand for the last time and ask Him for forgiveness for what has once done to Him. Had a lump of
gold and fished for pennies; did not understand and did stupid
things—did not betray, but deceived and did not understand.<br /> I know
that He is not vengeful. What He has endured on the return trip to
Berlin; what took place later: I have richly atoned for it. In the end,
it was clear to me—as clear as the reflection in a polished mirror. Now,
everything comes back, images, words… and how I let Him go—now that it’s all is over, I know: I bear the whole, complete guilt.<br /> … And
now it is almost seven years to the day since gone away, no—since let go away. And now the memories are splashing down, all of them together. I
know what I complain to Him and about Him—our unlived life.<br /> If the
times were normal (and if I were also), we would have a child of, say,
twelve years—and what’s more, we would have the unity of our memories.<br />
Did not dare to call Him anymore. Hopes that He has followed my plea on
the envelope—the alternative would not be good. I may assume that when
He reads this, I’m not disrupting a happiness I myself was not able to
earn.<br /> No, not dared to call Him anymore. For reasons easy to
understand, I have never made any kind of “inquiries”: If He were
married, I would have heard—but not anything else. And above all did not
dare because had no right to tear Him a second time from work and
everything—: am sick and can defend me no longer—much less someone else.
I lack nothing important or grave—it is a series of small disturbances
that make it impossible for me to work. I could not call Him into sure
misery—quite aside from the fact that I never hoped He would come.<br /> Still. Knew.<br />
If He had come, He would not have found another person, but a
transformed, matured one. I never published a line about what happens in
Germany now—in spite of all requests to do so. It is no longer my
concern. It is not cowardice—what’s the big deal to write for the exile press!<br /> But I’m au dessus de la mêlée, it is no longer my concern. I’m done with it.<br />
And now so much has been freed, now—now I know—but now it’s of no use.
Was stupid in the beginning—the usual coup de foudre for 2.50 francs,
half important things and I had good friendships. But I still see myself
after His departure, sitting in Parc Monceau where I began my Paris. I
was “free”—and I was sad and empty and not at all happy. And that’s how it remained.<br /> His loving patience to participate in this madness—the
unrest, the patience to live next to a man who was as if always hunted;
who always had fear—no, anxiety. The anxiety that has no basis and could
not name one reason—today, it would no longer be necessary. Today, I
know. If love is what turns you upside down, which maddens every fiber of your being—then such can be felt anytime and anywhere. But when it
comes to real love, which lasts, which returns over and over again:—then
I loved only once in my life.<br /> Him.<br /> … Had imagined a ridiculous
“freedom” on the other side—whereas such a thing truly does not exist.
Lived more and more quietly—and now washed up on the shore—the vehicle
is stuck—can’t keep going.<br /> I only want to ask Him for forgiveness.<br />
I was once a writer and I learned from S.J. the joy of quotation. If He
wants to know how it sounds in the classics, He should read the parting
letter by Heinrich von Kleist to his sister in Wannsee, 1811. And perhaps also look through a few pages of Peer Gynt; I don’t know if we
saw the play together, it is not really performable. Toward the end, the
hero rushes around the forest and happens upon a hut in which this
chocolate image, Solveig, sits and sings something syrupy. But then the
lines: “He arose—deadly pale.” Then he speaks four more lines. These are the ones I mean.<br /> “Oh, Angst,” ... not because of the end. I don’t care about that, like everything which happens around me and to which I
no longer have a connection. The reason to struggle, the bridge, the inner force, the raison d’ etre is gone. I did not understand.<br /> Wish Him everything—everything good—<br /> and please forgive. <br /> Nungo</span></span></span><br />
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If you've ever been to Germany in December, you are likely familiar with the Christmas markets that decorate almost every city. Christmas markets can be found in many countries today, but they originated in the German-speaking part of the Roman Empire and remain a big part of German culture today.<br />
<br />German-style Christmas markets date back to the Middle Ages, when townspeople held winter markets as an opportunity to stock up on food and supplies to get them through the colder months. These open-air markets were usually only open for a day or a few days - just enough time to allow people to buy what they needed. A famous example of this is Vienna's Dezembermarkt (December market), which was first held between 1294 and 1296 and sold goods for the winter.<br />
<br />Over time, the wintertime markets began to evolve. Craftsmen began to set up stands selling products such as toys and woodcarvings, which people bought as gifts for Christmas and New Year's. It is believed that some of the oldest Christmas markets were first held in Dresden in 1434, in Bautzen in 1384, in Frankfurt in 1393 and in Munich in 1310, although some of these may have had more of a resemblance to wintertime markets.<br />
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The Protestant Reformation also had an impact on the markets. When the markets first came into being, they were often associated with Saint Nicholas (Munich’s first market was called the “Nikolausdult”). After the Protestant Reformation, the markets gradually became associated with the “Christkindl” (“Christ child”) instead – and in 1805 Munich changed the name of its market to the “Christkindlmarkt”. Parents started to tell their children that the “Christkindl” would deliver gifts on Christmas. As time passed, all of Germany’s winter markets evolved into Christmas markets.<br />
<br />Today, there are so many Christmas markets in Germany that it is almost impossible not to stumble upon one if you're there during the Advent season. And even the United States has countless Christmas markets of its own. If you haven’t already, take a look at our list of German-style Christmas markets in the US!<br />
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West-Berlin was an island surrounded by the Wall, a very special half-city, not really part of anything, with its own way of life. It was a place where bars were open all night so the locals could plot the revolution. Where beer was cheap and sausage on a roll was considered dinner. Where the tenements still bore bullet holes from World War II and the military draft did not exist. Where the city government regularly fell over some real estate scandal and the Communist-controlled S-Bahn train did not run. Where old-timers, Turks, and students lived side-by-side but barely talked to each other. It came to life in 1949, and really after the Wall was built in 1961 and faded away in 1989<br /><br />Now Berlinica has a new book out devoted to West-Berlin,<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.berlinica.com/unser-west-berlin-1.html" rel="nofollow" style="color: #eb4102; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; word-wrap: break-word !important;" target="_blank"><em>Unser West-Berlin</em></a>. It contains 25 stories by two dozen authors and journalists, among them Wladimir Kaminer, Harald Martenstein, Paul Hockenos, Rosa von Praunheim, Gretchen Dutschke, Michael Sontheimer, and Tanja Dückers. With a cover design by Gerhard Seyfried. The book is for both native-born and later arrivals, for those who remember, and those who wish they did.<br /><br />The book is in German, and we want to make it available to everybody in America who reads German. It is sold on<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Unser-West-Berlin-Lesebuch-Insel-German/dp/396026013X/ref=" rel="nofollow" style="color: #eb4102; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; word-wrap: break-word !important;" target="_blank">Amazon</a><span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>and, soon, also on Barnesandnoble.com. And we hope to get an English version out before Christmas 2020.</div>
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On this day thirty years ago, I was in my apartment in the Berlin district of Kreuzberg, near Chamissoplatz — in West-Berlin— and watched <i>Die Abendschau, </i>a local news show. At the end of the Abendschau, they were picking up the feed of a previously-aired press conference with Günther Schabowski, a member of the Politbureau of the SED, the governing Communist party of East Germany. Schabowski explained in a somewhat befuddled way that there would be legislation to allow East Germans to leave the GDR. And when? Why, like, right now!<br />
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I went to a friend across the street and said to him, if things keep going like this, the first East Germans will appear on our door in a few weeks. I was joking, of course, because we believed that this would never happen. Well, most of us did. In the summer of 1989, I had met a guy in our favorite hangout, the Heidelberger Krug, who had traveled the Soviet Union. "The whole thing will come crashing down within months," he told us. "Russia is in total disarray, there are people everywhere selling the last possessions." Well, he was right. Of course, at that time Hungary had opened the border already, so that should have given everybody a clue. And with the Russians gone, everything would be gone.<br />
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I went home and later that evening, a friend called me from a phone booth, Paul Duwe, then a reporter for the long-deceased Spandauer Volksblatt and he himself a former Easterner. He was at Bornholmer Strasse, totally excited. "The Wall has opened", he said. "People are coming into West-Berlin by the thousands. This is incredible. Just come." At that point, it was 11pm and raining and, to my great embarrassment, I did not.<br />
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The next morning, still regretting my mistake, I went to the Brandenburg Gate. Here, the Wall was a bit lower and broader, so you could stand on it. It goes without saying that this was severely forbidden. Now, everybody was standing on the Wall; the Wall was completely crowded, and people were pulling each other up. I could see into the East, see border guards, not sure what they should do, but definitely not shoot us, and Berliners preparing to cross into the West.<br />
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Many things happened that seemed unbelievable a few weeks earlier. East-Berliners who were not sure if the Wall would come up again came to the West by the droves, leaving fully-furnished apartments behind. Refugee camps like Marienfelde had to be reopened. The city governments started to cooperate and then, reunite. And West-Berliners discovered their surroundings.<br />
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There was a push by the Old Left to give Socialism another try, culminating in a huge rally at Alexanderplatz (for which everybody got the day off and the train ticked paid), but that faded into obscurity real soon. In the 1990 election, three-quarters of East Germans voted for parties who wanted a quick reunification. And they got it. And some on the Left have never forgiven them for this,<br />
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Nowadays, some East Germans also remember the hardships of the aftermath. A lot of people lost their jobs, manufacturers closed, and the public sector had to slim down substantially. There are still economic problems — not surprising since the GDR never had a chance to really recover from World War II — but what most people remember are the good sides of Socialism, like cheap housing, but not so much the bad sides, like, that you were on a waiting list for an apartment for many years, and that the apartments often had coal heating and no warm water from the faucet.<br />
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So, what happened to the Wall? It was taken down, mostly by people just taking parts and then, companies, but a few pieces here and there were left standing. Read more in <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/the-berlin-wall-today.html" target="_blank"><i>The Berlin Wall Today</i></a>, a book by Michael Cramer, available in English and in German. And take the rest of the day off.<br />
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With Halloween and the colder months just around the corner, let's take a look at one of Germany's creepiest places: Frankenstein Castle.<br /><br />Frankenstein Castle sits on a hilltop overlooking the city of Darmstadt. It was constructed sometime before the year 1250 by Lord Conrad II Reiz of Breuberg, who founded the free imperial Barony of Frankenstein. Over the coming centuries, the castle was home to various different families and witnessed several territorial conflicts. In 1673, Johann Conrad Dippel - who later became an alchemist - was born in the castle. The structure fell into ruins in the 18th century and was restored in the mid-19th century.<br /><br />The most famous story is, of course, that of the alchemist who worked in the castle in the 17th century. He was known to experiment with strange potions. He supposedly created an animal oil (which he named "Dippel's Oil") that was a so-called "elixir of life". There are also rumors that the man studied anatomy and conducted experiments on cadavers, some of which he dug up himself from graves. There is no evidence that proves <br /><br />It is believed that this historic castle and the story of the alchemist inspired Mary Shelley's 1818 novel "Frankenstein." There is evidence that the author traveled to the region before writing her book. And it's no wonder that the castle served as an inspiration for her spooky ideas: the structure is surrounded by thick, dark forests shrouded in mystery, legends, and folklore. There is a place in the forest where compasses do not work properly. The castle grounds were allegedly also home to a dragon in the early 1800s and a fountain of youth that continues to attract women during a full moon.<br /><br />When a group of American Airmen from the 435th Transportation Squadron heard these stories in 1978, they had an idea: they would start an annual Halloween festival at this creepy castle. Today, the Halloween festival at Frankenstein Castle is one of the largest in Europe. If you're in Germany this Halloween and would like to find a place to celebrate this spooky American holiday, head over to Frankenstein Castle - you'll be sure to get a good scare!<br /><br />
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Nicole Glass, Editor, <a href="https://www.germany.info/us-en/aktuelles/newsletter" target="_blank">The Week in Germany</a><br />
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When you think of East German cars, you probably visualize the colorful but cheaply-made Trabants ("Trabis"), which is what most people drove in the German Democratic Republic. But the GDR also had its very own race car: the Wartburg Melkus, also known as the "Ferrari of the East".<br />
<br />While the West German car manufacturer Mercedes-Benz generally dominated the Formula One World Championship, East Germany participated in many of the races with its Melkus cars and had a surprisingly high level of success: Heinz Melkus, race car driver and founder of the company, was the 1958 German champion in Formula 3 and the 1960 East German champion in Formula Junior. Overall, he won 80 of the 200 races he competed in throughout Europe.<br />
<br />But producing the race cars was not easy, since the Dresden-based manufacturer was only permitted to use materials from East Germany. About 90 percent of the Melkus' parts came from Wartburg cars and some of its parts came from the Trabants. Still, Melkus was determined to see his vehicle on the streets of East Germany. Alongside his race cars, he also produced sports cars for everyday use,<br />
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known as the Melkus RS1000. These sleek and stylish cars could reach speeds of about 112 miles per hour. But they never gained the popularity of the Trabants or the Wartburgs, and the company stopped producing its Melkus cars in 1986.<br />
<br />As we remember the 30th anniversary of the fall of the wall, we like to look back at the things that differentiated East and West Germany, as well as the things that united them. The Trabi is a symbol of the East, but the Melkus was one of the GDR's prized creations: a race car that was made in a region with very few resources.<br />
<br />To reflect further upon the fall of the wall, we also have a series of videos in which colleagues tell us about their experiences in the weeks leading up to November 9, 1989. Be sure to check out two new videos in today's TWIG! <br />
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Nicole Glass, Editor, <a href="https://www.germany.info/us-en/aktuelles/newsletter" target="_blank">The Week in Germany</a><br />
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... and here are two Trabis from our book <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/the-berlin-wall-today.html" target="_blank">The Berlin Wall Today</a>!<br />
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Fall is always our busiest season at the Embassy - a time of year filled with celebrations and anniversaries. One such celebration is the Steuben Parade, one of the largest gatherings of German Americans in the world! Since 1957, German immigrants and German-Americans have marched through Manhattan on the third Saturday of every September, bringing German music, food and culture to the heart of the metropolis.<br /><br />The parade is named after Friedrich Wilhelm von Steuben, a Prussian-born military officer who served as inspector general and major general of the Continental Army during the American Revolutionary War. Steuben's influence in the US is unquestionable, but there are many more Germans who called the US their home. For many, New York and Ellis Island served as the gateway into the country. In the 19th century, one neighborhood on the Lower East Side was even called “Kleindeutschland”, which means "little Germany." Although “Kleindeutschland” no longer exists, there are still plenty of German-Americans in the Big Apple, and they come together each year at this parade.<br /><br />Marching bands, floats, dancers and German-American organizations walk in the parade, often wearing traditional German costumes, such as the Bavarian Dirndl and Lederhosen. This year, the Steuben Parade will be attended by German Ambassador Emily Haber, who has been chosen as the Grand Marshal of the parade.<br />
<br />If you're in New York, make sure to check out the parade for a taste of German cultureIt is on Saturday, September 21, at noon, on Fifth Avenue! <br />
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Nicole Glass, Editor, <a href="https://www.germany.info/us-en/aktuelles/newsletter" target="_blank">The Week in Germany</a><br />
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Berlinica will present Harold Poor's landmark book, "Kurt Tucholsky. The Short Fat Berliner Who Tried to Stop A Catastrophe With A Typewriter" at the<a href="https://www.lbi.org/events/harold-poor-kurt-tucholsky-and-ordeal-germany/" style="color: #eb4102; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; word-wrap: break-word !important;" target="_blank"> Leo Baeck Institute in New York </a>next Monday, September 16, at 6.30pm. This is part of the commemoration of the Weimar Republic that was founded hundred years ago in November 1919.<br />
<br />I myself will be on the podium and talk about Kurt Tucholsky, as will Atina Grossmann from the Cooper Union, who will also comment on how Harold Poor's work fits in the historiography of Germany in the late 1960s and early 1970s, when a fascination with the cultural and intellectual life of the Weimar Republic occurred, also in America. And Mark Anderson, Professor at Columbia German Department will speak about Weimar literature.<br />
<br />Harold Poor was a beloved professor at the History Department of Rutgers University; his biography of the iconic German Jewish author, journalist, satirist, playwright, and poet is still the most important and thorough work on Kurt Tucholsky in the English-speaking world; a labor of love by the Rutgers history professor that is still unmatched. For this book, Poor has not only spent years of research in American Universities, he also visited Tucholsky’s widow Mary Gerold in her home in Rottach-Egern, Germany, his family in tow, and unearthed material, letters, and pictures previously unknown.<br />
<br />This book is a well-written gem that has finally been rediscovered, with a new introduction by Rutgers-professor Belinda Davis and a preface by Chris Poor, Harold Poor's son. After the panel, there will be an opportunity for a Q&A and also a cookie-and-wine reception.<br />
<br />Your publisher, Eva C. Schweitzer<br />
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The annual Steuben Parade is just around the corner! On September 21, we will be participating in the parade along New York City’s Fifth Avenue. And it’s one we definitely can’t miss: the Steuben Parade is one of the largest gatherings of German- Americans in the world!<br />
<br />Thousands of participants and spectators attend the annual parade, and we can’t wait to be among them! Let's take a look at who this large event is named after:<br />
<br />Friedrich Wilhelm von Steuben (1730-1794) has long been a symbol of German-American friendship. The Prussian-born military officer fought in two major wars, but is best known for his contributions on American soil. His experience gained during the Seven Years' War equipped him with a wealth of military knowledge that helped the young man rise in the ranks. When he was in his thirties, he found himself in debt, and hoped to find employment in a foreign army to gather funds. In 1777, the young baron was introduced to General George Washington by means of a letter. Soon thereafter, he was on his way to the United States, where he offered to volunteer his services without pay. Arrangements were made so that Steuben would be paid for his services after the war, based on his contributions.<br />
<br />And he did not fail to impress: Von Steuben became inspector general and major general of the Continental Army during the Revolutionary War, and he is often credited as being one of the founders of the Continental Army. In the final years of the war, the Prussian-born military officer even served as General Washington's chief of staff. Finally, in 1784, he became an American citizen.<br />
<br />Today, there are celebrations throughout the US that are named after Von Steuben, including the German-American Steuben Parades in New York, Chicago and Philadelphia. There is also a Steuben Society, an educational and fraternal organization that was founded in 1919 to help organize the German-American community. We even have a statue of Von Steuben at the German Embassy in Washington!<br />
<br />As we celebrate German-American friendship, culture and heritage, Von Steuben is a name that we will always remember.<br /><br />
Nicole Glass, Editor, <a href="https://www.germany.info/us-en/aktuelles/newsletter" target="_blank">The Week in Germany</a><br />
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When people think of the fall of the wall, Berlin usually comes to mind. But one of the most important triggers of change occurred in the East German city of Leipzig - home of the Monday demonstrations, a series of peaceful protests that called for fundamental human rights and the freedom to travel between East and West Germany. The Monday of September 4, 1989 marked the first such demonstration, beginning a transitional period that Germans call “Die Wende” ("The Change"). Next week marks the 30th anniversary of these protests.<br />
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The demonstrations began in the 800-year-old old St. Nicholas Church (the Nikolaikirche) where several German dissidents regularly met to discuss religion and politics under the leadership of Pastor Christian Führer. The weekly meetings took place every Monday and soon grew in size as more people expressed their dissatisfaction with the GDR.<br />
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The first demonstration was held after the weekly prayer for peace on September 4. Protesters gathered outside the church, chanting "We want out!" and demanded a new government. In the weeks that followed, the protests grew from about 1,200 to more than 300,000 people - despite threats of violence from GDR authorities. But fear was not enough to curb the demonstrations, and hundreds of thousands of people continued to march peacefully in Leipzig until the fall of the Berlin Wall - and even several months thereafter.<br />
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"Wir sind das Volk!" ("We are the people") became the widely-recognized motto of the Monday demonstrations.<br />
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The fall of the Berlin Wall has largely overshadowed the Monday demonstrations in history books, but the effect of these protests is undeniable. The demonstrations put immense pressure on the GDR government, ultimately leading to the fall of the wall on November 9, 1989.<br />
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"It was a self-liberation," Pastor Führer told Der Spiegel years after the demonstrations. "We did it without the dollar or the DAX, without the U.S. or Soviet armies. It was the people here who did it."<br />
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As we approach the 30th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall, we'll make sure to keep you informed about some of the most significant events related to a formerly-divided Germany and its reunification. Check out this week's TWIG to learn about our Word of the Week - Stacheldrahtsonntag ("Barbed Wire Sunday").<br />
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Nicole Glass, Editor, <a href="https://www.germany.info/us-en/aktuelles/newsletter" target="_blank">The Week in Germany</a><br />
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The lights in the ground around Nikolaikirche in Leipzig memorizes where the demonstrators gathered. Read about it in our book <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/1000-years-of-leipzig.html" target="_blank"><i>Leipzig! One Thousand Years of German History</i></a></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">This year marks the 30th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall - an important date in German history. But while this year's focus is on the events leading to Germany’s reunification, let's not forget how everything began.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />During this month in 1961, the GDR established the border that kept Germany divided for years to come. Between 1949 and 1961, 2.7 million people had fled the GDR and moved to the west, ignoring emigration restrictions. The dividing line between East and West Berlin was a border-crossing hotspot. In the year 1960 alone, 200,000 East Germans defected, leaving behind their old lives for new ones in the west.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />GDR authorities panicked over the mass emigration and sought to put an end to it. On the eve of August 12, 1961, the East German communist government closed the German border, and on August 13, construction of the Berlin Wall began. Families and friends were separated as GDR authorities tore up roads and sealed the border with barbed wire fencing and concrete blocks. It wasn't long before a 12-foot concrete wall stood as a barrier between the east and the west.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />To defend their actions, GDR authorities called the barrier the “Antifaschistischer Schutzwall” ("Anti-Fascist Protection Rampart") and claimed that it served to keep fascists away from East Germany.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />"No one should think we are in love with the Wall; that is by no means the case... The anti-fascist protective rampart was necessary to stand up to the military adventurers," East German leader Walter Ulbrecht said in a speech shortly after the wall's erection.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />But instead, West Germans were able to travel freely across the border, while East Germans were, in most cases, prohibited from leaving. East Germans remained trapped behind the wall for 28 years until it finally fell on November 9, 1989 – one of the most important dates in German history.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />It's difficult to imagine what East Germans felt on the day that the wall came crumbling down. But this year, as we celebrate an important anniversary, we are reflecting not just on the fall of the wall, but on how it all came together in the first place. Over the next few weeks, we will be sharing Berlin Wall stories from some of our colleagues here at the German Embassy to give you a glimpse into that historic time period. Be sure to check out our new YouTube series “Wall Stories” and subscribe to our channel @germanyinusa to stay up to date when we release new videos.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">One of Germany’s most famous composers is Richard Wagner (1813-1883), who is especially famous for his operas. In fact, Wagner even built his very own opera house, called the Bayreuth Festspielhaus, which was dedicated to his own </span><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">w</span>orks.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span> <span style="font-size: large;">And to this day, we celebrate the life and works of Wagner with an annual music festival held in Bayreuth, Germany. Wagner fans from all over the world travel to the Festspielhaus to attend the annual event—including Chancellor Angela Merkel.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span> <span style="font-size: large;">This week, the Chancellor and Bavarian CSU Leader Markus Söder attended the music festival, despite sweltering hot temperatures in Germany. Merkel is a long-time Wagner fan, and has attended the annual event several times.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span> <span style="font-size: large;">Since its launch in 1876, the Bayreuth Festival has been a socio-cultural phenomenon, with notable guests including Kaiser Wilhelm, Dom Pedro II of Brazil, King Ludwig, Friedrich Nietzsche and countless other fans of Wagner’s compositions. The Bayreuther Festspiele kicked off on July 25 and will continue until August 28.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span> <span style="font-size: large;">Nicole Glass, Editor, <a href="https://www.germany.info/us-en?pk_campaign=newsletter_???label.doctype.AANLIssue???_2019_05_24&pk_kwd=link_German+Missions+in+the+United+States" target="_blank">The Week in Germany</a></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span> <span style="font-size: large;">Wagner was born in Leipzig, Germany's secret cultural capital, in the house below, Am Brühl, a major city street. Read more about it in our book <a href="http://www.berlinica.com/1000-years-of-leipzig.html" target="_blank">Leipzig! One Thousand Years of German History. </a>Also as an ebook.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">School’s out, the sun is shining and summer has arrived! That means many German families are preparing their long-awaited vacations.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />For those of you who have worked in Germany, you may know that Germans strive to have a good work life balance – and that means taking well deserved vacations. In Germany, each worker is entitled to a minimum of 20 vacation days per year, but 25 to 30 days is common practice.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />According to an OECD study, Germans worked 1,363 hours per year, which is overall less than most other countries. However, German productivity was higher than in many countries. The average GDP per head, divided by the hours worked, was valued at $105.70 in Germany, which is $4 more than in the US. Meanwhile, Americans worked 400 hours more than Germans each year, according to the same study.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />So what does this mean? Maybe it’s time to pack your bags and spend a few days in the sunshine so you can come back more creative and more productive.</span><br />
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