I think the problem with Berlin is that there are too many people like me in it, happily blogging away about how great it is and telling all and sundry they should come live here too, post-haste.
It seems they are all coming here, post-haste, and being people who read blogs and the like, they write them too, and happily blog away about how great Berlin is, telling all and sundry they should come live here too, post-haste.
If anything they’re moving here post-hastier than ever before, aware from all their reading that Berlin’s not without its problems despite being great, and that they need to move here with the post-hastiest haste to enjoy it while they still can.
The urgency of enjoyment drives the latest arrivals to write about it too, telling anyone left in the rest of the world how great Berlin is (though not without its problems) and urging all and sundry to come live here too – you got it – post haste.
More and more people are coming and those who are late to the party are finding a city with cutthroat competition for apartments and rocketing rents, shameless capitalism, unbridled gentrification, few opportunities, worker exploitation and – in short – all the ills of modern society where those at the top are milking the dreams and hopes of the herd below.
So maybe it’s time to stop blogging about how great it is. It’s still great of course, but Berlin’s at a slippery sloped crossroads. Fifty one years after they began building the Wall it might be time to build another.
Of course the Berlin Wall was another shining example of those at the top controlling the herd below, and the last thing anyone wants (bar a few DDR die-hards and those chasing tourist dollars) is its reconstruction. I wrote about it this time last year.
But even metaphorical walls are not without their dangers. They can’t be knocked down for a start and they’re hard to paint.
So disregard all I just wrote, disregard it! Come to Berlin, come all and sundry! Come live here too, post-haste rather than post-great.
That picture on the left is a photograph I took of Mr. Peter Leibing’s famous photograph of East German border guard Conrad Schumann legging it over the Berlin Wall (as in defecting) while it was still just a hastily constructed barbed wire fence on August 15th, 1961. Both of them are dead now.
And someone should tell that Berlin Loves You crowd there should be no apostrophe after the heart. Their whole empire is based on a grammatical mistake.